The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Twilight locks her, dark ink, like a starry night sky, the temperature of the light, as if it can burn her.

"Xier!"

He screamed her name, exclusive to his low and magnetic voice, when he called the simple words, it was like the tenderness of water.

Moxier never thought that one day he would call her so close.

I didn't even imagine what it would look like when he called her name.

She couldn’t help but hear it. She was slightly shocked, and the body he was facing was obviously stiff.

Wanting to say something, she suddenly found her lips dry.

Looking at him, she waited quietly for his next words.

"Do you know the purpose of bringing me here?" Qing Muchen's face was very close to her, her breath was thin on her long eyelashes, and her lips kissed her.

Moxier was 19 years old and had passed the age of 16 or 7 years old.

The purpose of Qing Muchen's coming here is obvious to her.

His heart is not a husband and wife life?

Belongs to a separate world of two people!

This is the idea of ​​Moxier at this time. However, looking at his flashing light, Moxi’s words did not say it, and it has begun to shake.

Qing Muchen looked at her eyes very focused, as if there was anything to say to her.

Moxier jumped and jumped through his heart and suddenly began to get nervous.

She doesn't like blushing, but every time MU Muchen is close, it is inexplicable. The face starts to get hot, hot, and hot enough to cook eggs.

Moxier suddenly had some embarrassment, and his eyes were dodging, and he wanted to stagger his eyes. However, he was not willing to be weak.

The slender neck of the white scorpion lifted up and calmed down her face. Her eyes stared at him quietly for a moment, watching the brilliance in his eyes that seemed to overflow, she tried to ask, "I want to Say what?"

Qing Muchen's lips are close to her little by little, her arms are fixed between her body and the wall, her face is very close to her. "From today, I will be a good lady of the Qing family. are you willing?"

He asked carefully, the young master of the Qing family, has never put anyone in the eye, but in front of her, he has become cautious.

The first tension was because of her.

The second time, still!

Perhaps she is his fate!

Moxier lifted his face lightly and stared at him quietly. He was opposite to his eyes. The thorough voice clearly and beautifully printed his eyes. Her heart was like something gently stirred up and blown away. A trace of cockroaches.

Qing Muchen looked back at her, quietly observing her expression, waiting for her answer.

His heartbeat is very fast, like the hairy boy who first fell in love, even because of the other person's words, a look, so nervous.

Moxier was silent for a long time after his words, and her eyes flashed a lot during this time.

After a few minutes, she suddenly raised her face again, slender arms to the neck of Qing Muchen, picked up her toes, pulled down his face, and kissed his lips against his lips.

Her kiss is very simple, not like the normality of the girl, nor too much shame.

Just as her people, who have clearly defined what they want, will grasp it with ease.

Learning how he kissed her in the past, her lips bite his light...