The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Since he met with Qing Muchen, Moxier has seen his ridiculous eyes, seen his sharpness, saw his indifference, and saw his other countless eyes, but he has not seen him at the moment.

She was seen as being hit by an electric shock. If he hadn’t heard of it in his stomach, he was stuck in his throat and was blocked.

Qing Muchen’s eyes stayed on her for a long time, her eyes moving from top to bottom, her face, her hair, her neck, every part of her body, he had not let go.

In fact, Moxier is not a person who will mind other people's eyes. She has been married to Qing Muchen for so many months, and she did not care about his views on himself.

However, now that he is staring directly at him, she is somewhat uncomfortable.

Lifting his face, he was very casual and wanted to dial the hair in front of his forehead. Just after the action, the warm voice of Qing Muchen suddenly sounded. "Your hair is wet!"

Moxier was like a lightning bolt, his body suddenly stiffened, and his hand ready to play with his hair was so stiff.

"The body is dripping." Qing Muchen reminded again.

Moxier’s line of sight moved stiffly, staring at her wet, sticky-legged skirt, and she looked like a man standing on the stage surrounded by countless pairs of eyes, suddenly screaming.

"The sheets are dirty." The voice of Qing Muchen sounded for the third time.

"This is my room!" Moxier only when he was disgusted, a pair of my site was greeted by the tone of your mouth, squinting back to him.

"Do you know how ugly you are now?" Qing Muchen didn't hear her, and said again.

Moxier got up in the middle of the night and got busy for a few hours in the middle of the night. He also ran so far for his car. However, in exchange for this, she suddenly became annoyed.

"You can't watch..." I wanted to put the medicine in my hand to him, and then I just exported it. Qing Muchen suddenly put an arm on her waist and led her to lean on her arms. His arms suddenly She was firmly locked in her ring.

His hugs are very hard, not like any time in the past.

No matter how cold her body is, she didn't go to see how embarrassed she was at the moment, no matter how wet her clothes were, so she held her tightly, holding her firmly, holding her waist with her hands. Pressing her down to her own arms, it is so strong that she wants to integrate the two.

There was something in the head of Moxier that was gently blown up. The whole person was sluggish for a few seconds, and his eyes were stiff and he glanced at the arm of his hand.

Her clothes were so wet that she was eager to go out and buy medicine, thinking that she couldn't drizzle and drove without an umbrella.

After leaving home, I drove to the many places, stopped the car and went to the hospital to ask, still drenched for a long time.

Qing Muchen and her body are close to each other, almost instantaneous, her white bathrobe is soaked by her.

Moxier stared at the water stain on his clothes and looked at it for a while, and his body in his arms was very stiff.

Does he know what she is doing now?

Qing Muchen just stared at her, no extra words.

A long hug, lasted for a few minutes, and Moxier pushed him away.

"Pill the medicine first!" He sent the medicine to his lips again, and her face was slightly uncomfortable.

Qing Muchen squatted back to the bed screen, this time it was surprisingly matched with her.

As soon as she asked, he slammed his mouth and swallowed it.