The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The wind at night was a bit cold, and the time at the Garden Station was a little long, and the legs didn’t move a step in the middle of the day.

After Qing Muchen left, he did not look back. After half an hour after going upstairs, the long figure slowly walked out from the balcony, lifted his watch and looked at the time. He reminded her below. "It has been half an hour. In the past half an hour, when will Miss Sisi prepare to make it up?"

Xixi returned to God, looked up and looked stiff in his direction, sinking and breathing, struggling for a while, and stepping into the room and going to the house.

When she came to the room of Qing Muchen and raised her hand and knocked on the door, she hesitated.

The hand kept in the raised position, struggled for a while, and finally succumbed.

Only a loud bang, the door immediately opened.

Qing Muchen stood at the door and seemed to be waiting for her.

"The young master asked me to come over something?" Xixi stood outside the door and did not enter immediately.

"Come in." The backhand took the door, and Qing Muchen first stepped on the house.

Xixi looked at his back and looked at him, hesitated, and followed him in.

Qing Muchen called her in, but she ignored her and kept herself from the beginning to the end.

Undressing in front of her face, entering the bathroom, taking a shower or even the door is not closed, when she does not exist.

Xixi sighed.

In fact, she would rather ignore her than to be concerned by him.

She hopes that he will ignore her existence as it is now, but she is obviously disappointed.

After more than ten minutes in the bathroom, Qing Muchen did not say a man before, suddenly suddenly clear and cold, "Come here!"

"Young Master, this is not within my service!" Xixi righteous words refused strictly.

"Yes? From that moment on, I will add it!" Qing Muchen returned her expression without expression.

Xixi stiff stood in the same place, his fists secretly grasped.

Qing Muchen did not seem to have any patience. He came up with a cold attitude. "Either come in, or roll!"

Sicily really wanted to turn around and left, but thinking about the original intention of coming here, I held back.

After several deep breaths, she struggled for a while and walked over to him step by step.

When entering the bathroom, Qing Muchen was lazy in the bathtub, and the slender limbs were naturally relaxed. There was only a small amount of foam on the body, and even the underwater body could see it.

In front of her, he seems to have never meant to cover up.

This was the case when I met on the first cruise, and now, too.

The face of Sicily seems very red, with a low head, and all the pink and pink from the neck to the ear.

However, the long hair is hidden, and you can't see it without looking carefully.

"What do you need for the young master?" came to him and calmed his face, her eyes calmly looking at him.

Qing Muchen’s eyes gestured to the next towel, and a thin lip spit out a word, “wipe!”

The West is a bit awkward, but it is him who doesn't wear clothes. He is also a shameless woman. Why is she uncomfortable?

The behavior of Qing Muchen, in the eyes of the West, is like the fact that there is no evolutionary creature in the wild. This kind of thing can not be done by abnormal human beings.

He didn't talk about human civilization. Why did she want to be a human?

Sisi took the towel, and when he faced himself, he was facing a bird/beast, and his hand stretched over to his body.