Boss Husband, Control Yourself

"Dad," Xue Buyao leaned to Feng Xie's chest and interrupted him to look at the documents.

"Well?" Feng Xie was not surprised. He looked at the children with friendly eyes.

"It's time to eat."

It's nine o'clock in the evening, and the mother and son haven't eaten yet? What bad habits?

Feng Xie took a look at pestle outside the studio. He looked like LAN Yan under him and asked Xue Buyao, "haven't you eaten yet?"

"Well." Xue Buyao tells the truth that Bao Mo Ran has always had a bad meal and is not sensitive to what she eats. Xue Buyao has not gained much welfare from delicious food with her over the years.

"Dad, did you eat it?" Xue not far away to see feng Xie, a little hesitant, and asked.

Feng Xie only hesitated for a second and then said, "no, I'll wait for you."

Seeing Hirakawa's round eyes, Feng Xie's eyes stabbed him like ice sword. Hirakawa immediately understood what to do, and turned to order the servant to add the meal!

The kitchen is full of fragrance. Xue Buyao's mouth is full of tongue. His stomach is already hungry. He jumps to the edge of the long dining table, next to the seat of the host.

Bao Mo dye sat on the other side of the edge, servant Leng Leng, just quickly put the tableware up.

It's said that the style of the Xiaomen school is heroic, which seems to be true. No one has ever dared to change his seat before the Baron is seated! In addition, in recent years, only when the Baron attends public occasions can he share the dining table with others. In the place where he lives, he always eats alone.

The two carefree eaters are still chatting, but Hirakawa and his servant are sweating for them. This kind of thing can be big or small. If the Baron gets angry, all the servants in the room will suffer

Unexpectedly, Feng Xie is no different from usual. He goes to the master's seat and sits down. He picks up the tableware to signal that Bao Mo ran and Xue Bu Yao can start.

I heard the voice of Hirakawa and the servant who had been waiting beside me.

After dinner, the servant has already prepared the toiletries. Bao Mo ran finds out that what the servant has prepared for her is a one-piece Pullover... Little white rabbit pajamas?

God knows such a silly dress, even she didn't wear it before.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm the mother of a 7-year-old. Is it really good to wear this?

He hesitated for a long time before coming out of the bathroom. Feng Xie was sitting in the living room, glancing at her and saying, "it's very suitable for you."

It's just like the Chinese food on the big wolf plate.

"We're moving tomorrow. It's time to go to bed." Feng Xie sorted out the information, got up and walked towards the direction of the room.

"Oh." Bao Mo ran looked around, but he didn't see Xue Buyao. He called out: "no, I'm sleeping!"

There has never been any chatter in this room. The servant is really worried that Lan Yan's cry will disturb Feng Xie's Qingxiu. He quickly and politely steps forward and bows to Bao Mo ran and says, "madam, the young master has gone to bed. You can have a rest!"

"Oh, which room is he in?" Bao Mo ran asked.

"The young master is in..." the servant was about to answer when he was interrupted by Feng Xie: "it doesn't matter which room he is in. Anyway, he won't be here tomorrow."

"But I..." she wants to sleep with Xue Buyao.

"Here's your room." Feng Xie pointed to the master bedroom with his eyes, and his eyes showed an irresistible order. Bao Mo Ran is a tiny Zheng, so soon want to sleep with him? The rhythm of Feng Xie's flash marriage is faster than that of ordinary people.

Although he had such close contact with him in the past and had to share his bed with him again after many years, Bao Muran was not used to it. Besides, she is still a strange woman in his eyes.

"Or should I carry you in?" Feng Xie has a slightly threatening tone.

As soon as Bao Mo dyed her cheek, she quickly went in. No matter what, it was also her task.

As soon as I entered the room, I didn't dare to delay. I lay in the big gray and white bed. So obedient she makes Feng Xie's satisfaction soar at the moment.

Lying beside Bao Mo ran, she naturally moves her little body into her arms. Is this woman suffering from severe ischemia? I just had a hot bath. Why is my body so cold.

Feeling the person in his arms stiff, Feng Xie turned over his hand to turn off the bedside lamp and said in a flat tone: "sleep."

The dark environment really made people relax a lot. Bao Muran gradually adapted to his long lost embrace and rubbed his chest to adjust his comfortable sleeping posture.

Cold feet accidentally touch his bare legs, the heat is warmer than Xue Buyao's. she greedily wants to cover the heat with him, and is afraid that he can't sleep, so she carefully shrinks back.

"What's the matter?"

His tone is not salty, but the strange attitude still let Bao Mo ran take a cold breath, sorry whispered: "Sir, I'd better go to sleep with you."

The light was off, so she could not see the expression of the person in front of her. Whether it was the baron or the words behind, he was extremely upset.

Feng Xie's big hand was tight, and he easily picked her up. As he turned over, Bao Mo ran also fell asleep on the other side, like a soft cloth doll.

This turn over Feng Xie's home clothes pulled apart, and then Bao Mo ran was more tightly rubbed into his bare chest!

Her small face is pasted on a wide warm, incomparably at ease“ Sleep, don't let me say it three times. " Bao Mo ran didn't dare to make a sound, so he lay down. Xue Buyao is her small heater. He is more like a greenhouse, covering her all over. Her body is so small that he can have her all at once. This kind of satisfaction is stronger than the career achievements of more than ten years. As the night sank, Bao Muran gradually breathed evenly, but the one who couldn't sleep became Feng Xie. After taking a bath, Xue Buyao tells him that Lan Yan is most afraid of the cold, and there is no one to accompany him at night. Feng Xie put his hand on her hand carefully. Fortunately, it has been heated to normal temperature. Is this woman... Sure she's here to protect him? Bao Mo ran had no dream all night. Naturally, he was startled by his deep sleep when he woke up. I feel like I've been sleeping for three days. Had it not been for the people around her to get up, she would not have woken up. See next to the big pillow concave fold, feel at ease unprecedented full. When they get up and smell the faint fragrance, Feng Xie and Xue Buyao have already sat inside to have breakfast. Xue Buyao, next to Feng Xie, is talking to him with his head up. Is she sensitive? She read that kind look in his eyes“ Breakfast, madam. " Said the servant, bowing down. Bao Mo ran sat on the other side of Feng Xie, smelling of porridge. It seemed that he had not done it for a long time. The built-in earphone suddenly sent a voice message from Lingxiao: "Park Donglian is a member of the state intelligence bureau." In my heart, park Donglian is a rare master. If it wasn't for her estrangement with him, she would treat him differently. That guy's momentum is high, and his whole body reveals his dissatisfaction. He should be a guy with a lot of backwardness. And this back view is very easy for people to investigate. Is it the state intelligence bureau that is more mysterious than the night gate?