Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

His body temperature mixed with his majestic breath, passed through the fabric to her cheek against him, invisible to soothe her low heart.

Zhan Yeling was a little surprised that she would suddenly hug him, but she had never done that before.

In the past, although she also took the initiative to hug him, she was forced to be anxious by him, and begged him to suddenly hug him from behind and not let him go.

But this time, it was from her heart that she really wanted to hug him.

Being hugged by her soft body, he smelled the magnolia fragrance from her body, her hair rested on his handsome chin, and there was a faint smell of lavender shampoo between the hair strands.

All of these are invisibly teasing Zhan Yeling's senses, his body is about to move, even his eyes are darkened, he puts his palms on her back, gently comforts her, and his voice is subdued Dumb: "What's the matter, huh?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, vibrating Xiong Miao's eardrums, pleasant and soothing, she shook her head in the posture of hugging him: "It's okay, I just miss you..."

On this day, after what happened to Su Mumu, seeing Su Mumu's empty and hopeless expression, and finally, she planned to give birth to the child, Xiong Miao felt extremely uncomfortable.

It was all her fault, if Su Mumu wasn't her best friend, she wouldn't have suffered like this.

Her voice was soft and waxy, as she said that she missed him.

The strings in Zhan Yeling's heart became more and more tense, his throat rolled, and his index finger lifted her chin. The calloused finger touched her white and tender skin, like an electric current, stimulating her nerve.

She raised her eyes, looked at him, and was startled when she saw his familiar eyes.

Before he had time to speak, he was attacked by him.

His dominance occupied all her thoughts.

He, domineering and lingering, did not give her any room to breathe, Xiong Miao's head was gradually replaced by haze and chaos, and everything was left behind, only knowing that he was kissed by Zhan Yeling at this moment.

He seems to be intentional, deliberately using his domineering and strong to take away her distracting thoughts, making him the only one in her eyes and heart.

It made her have to concentrate.

Sensing her obedience and her thoughts returning to him, Zhan Yeling is no longer domineering, although he is still domineering, but slowly and warmly, every bit of it enters his heart...

Xiong Miao was unable to breathe, with mist in his eyes, leaning against Zhan Yeling's arms, without any strength at all, he could only open his mouth slightly to breathe fresh oxygen.

Zhan Yeling's dark eyes darkened, Da Heng picked her up, and walked upstairs with steady steps.

The servants at home, when Zhan Yeling came back and Xiong Miao hugged him, they had already hid in a place where they couldn't see. Naturally, they didn't dare to disturb Young Master Zhan's affairs.

Of course, I didn't dare to peek.

Otherwise, if he was caught, he would be dispatched to Africa by the war commander. It would be tragic, one can imagine.

Xiong Miao was put on the bed, and Zhan Yeling knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, wrapped her in her strong and broad chest, supported the back of her head with one hand, and kept her balance on the bed with the other...

"Ye Ling, why did you come back suddenly?" Xiong Miao was looking for a topic.

"I feel that someone is calling." He said in a low magnetic voice.

Xiong Miao blushed. From such a long distance, he could feel her calling?

Is it his words to coax her, or the legendary love for her?