The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Even though the appearance is beautiful, it can confuse you for a while at most, but it cannot confuse you for the rest of your life. Otherwise, those beauties would not experience divorce again and again;

Even though money is invincible, it can only be exchanged for material things at most, and cannot go directly to the heart. Otherwise, why are billionaires so lonely one by one?

Now, Qu Cunzi feels that she is neither alone nor lonely.

That is happy like a fairy.

No, no, no, a heartless and desireless immortal would not have such happiness at all.

Qu Cunzi felt that he had become an emperor, supreme, and ruled the world.

It is not material, but a kind of spiritual. Joy is like a black hole, which will expand automatically, bang bang bang, boundless, spread and stretch, and swallow whatever it encounters.

He fell down so hard that the pillow almost bounced off.

Then, he laughed.

The person in his arms was silent.

He hugged her tightly against him, without a single gap.For a long time, he has been enjoying this extreme softness, like the aftertaste of a feast, lingering for three days without end.

He didn't even allow himself to be separated from her in the slightest—from then on, it would be great to be a conjoined twin for the rest of his life.

From then on, the room was full of his and her aura.

That was the master room that the old man had chartered to him—that night, it was like a newlywed.

From then on, she became the daughter-in-law of the Qu family. . .

He held her in his arms and maintained a long intimacy with her for a long time.

He stretched out his hand, and slowly brushed her sweaty hair scattered at the temples, tenderly, "Xiaobao, shall we have a baby? Whether it's a boy or a girl, I will like it very much... ...I especially hope to have a little girl who wears flowery skirts and braids to the sky. She is lively and smart. Heh, she must be very similar to you..."

"I will definitely love her very much, and the old man will love her very much, too. She will become our pistachio..."

No one answered him, it was like he was talking to himself.

He had fantasized about this scene for a long time.

If his child had lived and grown up back then, maybe it would have been a little girl, wearing jeans and boots, spoiled and arrogant. If someone opposed her father, such as her father's rival in love, she would I would kick him with my little boots, scold him, drive him away...becoming my father's best helper.

Because, she will not let others take her mother away.

And her mother had no choice but to hug her helplessly, because she was the blood of her bones, and she was more important than any man.

He laughed aloud at the thought.

She was still silent, like a deep sleep.

He smiled and fell asleep too.

But soon, he woke up again, a little scared, until he hugged the person in his arms tightly and felt the strong warmth, softness, and heat, he was convinced that it was true.

It is no longer the fantasy when I dreamed back at midnight in the past. Every time I stretch out my hand, it is always empty.

In a daze, he suddenly heard raving, as if it was the word "Qiao Zhi".

He was frightened and listened carefully, but there was no sound.

He consoled himself, didn't he?I must have heard it wrong just now, Xiaobao doesn't know how to talk in sleep at all, how could he be called "Qiao Zhi"?Besides, what is Mu Qiaozhi?Where is it worth remembering?

He deceived himself, but he was still restless. When she woke up, what should he do?How to explain?Even though the appearance is beautiful, it can confuse you for a while at most, but it cannot confuse you for the rest of your life. Otherwise, those beauties would not experience divorce again and again;

Even though money is invincible, it can only be exchanged for material things at most, and cannot go directly to the heart. Otherwise, why are billionaires so lonely one by one?

Now, Qu Cunzi feels that she is neither alone nor lonely.

That is happy like a fairy.

No, no, no, a heartless and desireless immortal would not have such happiness at all.

Qu Cunzi felt that he had become an emperor, supreme, and ruled the world.

It is not material, but a kind of spiritual. Joy is like a black hole, which will expand automatically, bang bang bang, boundless, spread and stretch, and swallow whatever it encounters.

He fell down so hard that the pillow almost bounced off.

Then, he laughed.

The person in his arms was silent.

He hugged her tightly against him, without a single gap.For a long time, he has been enjoying this extreme softness, like the aftertaste of a feast, lingering for three days without end.

He didn't even allow himself to be separated from her in the slightest—from then on, it would be great to be a conjoined twin for the rest of his life.

From then on, the room was full of his and her aura.

That was the master room that the old man had chartered to him—that night, it was like a newlywed.

From then on, she became the daughter-in-law of the Qu family. . .

He held her in his arms and maintained a long intimacy with her for a long time.

He stretched out his hand, and slowly brushed her sweaty hair scattered at the temples, tenderly, "Xiaobao, shall we have a baby? Whether it's a boy or a girl, I will like it very much... ...I especially hope to have a little girl who wears flowery skirts and braids to the sky. She is lively and smart. Heh, she must be very similar to you..."

"I will definitely love her very much, and the old man will love her very much, too. She will become our pistachio..."

No one answered him, it was like he was talking to himself.

He had fantasized about this scene for a long time.

If his child had lived and grown up back then, maybe it would have been a little girl, wearing jeans and boots, spoiled and arrogant. If someone opposed her father, such as her father's rival in love, she would I would kick him with my little boots, scold him, drive him away...becoming my father's best helper.

Because, she will not let others take her mother away.

And her mother had no choice but to hug her helplessly, because she was the blood of her bones, and she was more important than any man.

He laughed aloud at the thought.

She was still silent, like a deep sleep.

He smiled and fell asleep too.

But soon, he woke up again, a little scared, until he hugged the person in his arms tightly and felt the strong warmth, softness, and heat, he was convinced that it was true.

It is no longer the fantasy when I dreamed back at midnight in the past. Every time I stretch out my hand, it is always empty.

In a daze, he suddenly heard raving, as if it was the word "Qiao Zhi".

He was frightened and listened carefully, but there was no sound.

He consoled himself, didn't he?I must have heard it wrong just now, Xiaobao doesn't know how to talk in sleep at all, how could he be called "Qiao Zhi"?Besides, what is Mu Qiaozhi?Where is it worth remembering?

He deceived himself, but he was still restless. When she woke up, what should he do?How to explain?