The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The board is just her face, let her turn to her face, and the face of Qing Muchen suddenly leaned down towards her.

He is kissing her!

Her lips licked her, licked her teeth, bite, and the tip of her tongue invaded her mouth, plundering her air, and arrogantly unable to breathe.

His kiss, no trace of pity and jade.

He seems to be purely when she is taking the initiative to send a door to the feast, take the initiative to send? Why not taste it?

Sisi struggled under him several times, still not struggling, and all the movements suddenly stopped.

Let him be willing to take it for a while, push him out, her clear reminder, "Qing Muchen, you are a married woman! So for other women, is it right?"

A woman's husband?

This is the first time someone has put this word on the head of Qing Muchen.

The marriage between the Qing family and the Mo family is not the life of the parents, nor is anyone forced, but when he was only a few years old, he decided for himself.

Moxier, he will definitely be jealous!

With such a thought, it seems that there is nothing wrong with this word to describe him.

The action of Qing Muchen’s invasion slowly stopped.

Xixi quietly observed his reaction, watching the flaming emotions in his eyes, like a splash of water, almost instantly, it was extinguished, she was relieved.

However, the breath did not slow down, and the face of Qing Muchen suddenly fell in the direction of her again.

"Qing Muchen, you stop!" CSI's face was white, and the body moved backwards. The condition was reflexively trying to avoid it. However, just after impulsiveness, his head was held by him.

His arms are long and well-proportioned, but they are very strong, like they are filled with infinite power.

When she was surrounded by her, the whole person of Sicily was wrapped in his arms.

Such intimacy is like a lover.

The Westward heartbeat was inexplicably quick, and the face was red again unconsciously.

Some of her discomfort, just, did not give herself too much reaction time, above the top of the head, the man's face has been magnified in front of her eyes, Qing Muchen's lips, and her lips kissed again.

Her words did not play a part in him!

The head of the West is like a heavy hit, and the body is somewhat sloppy.

A man who has a wife, but is still entangled with other women, is his private life such a chaotic person?

Qing Muchen did not seem to want to think so much, her lips and her teeth, and kissed her again.

His kiss, not a little bit like a little bit of water, he kissed fiercely, the two men's lips and teeth honed and entangled, and the West's lips were quickly worn off by him.

The pain on her lips was so hot that she couldn’t feel it. She was passively shackled by him, looking at him with sorrow, and her thoughts were somewhat free.

The kiss of Qing Muchen is still one by one.

Sticking to her skin, every place, no one is spared...

Kissing while watching her reaction.

Looking at her without any resistance to the body, he seems to have been poured a bucket of water, all the movements, suddenly stopped.

Knowing that she was trapping him step by step, he also jumped into the trap, why did he want her to be satisfied?

Qing Muchen has always been the controller. Even if there is only one game between the two, it is up to him to manipulate it!

Like the strings suddenly broke the line, the entire room, suddenly quiet.

Xixi returned to God and looked at him with a look of wood.