The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Every word of his, what Sisi felt, was all humiliating.

She stared at him for a long time, and her hand was secretly clenched into a fist.

Her gaze seemed to be very angry, and in the middle of it, a cluster of Mars condensed in the hustle and bustle, as if it were burning.

Qing Muchen's gaze swept away from her face, and she watched the reaction on her face quietly. She looked at her like this, and she was slightly stagnant.

Her anger is not like being put out.

A person who comes to his identity is also angry?

The two men looked at each other and looked into each other's eyes. Qing Muchen seemed to be blind, and the flame in the eyes of the West was still condensed.

Just looking at it for a while, when the West is about to break out, Qing Muchen suddenly loosened her hand.

"When you come to the Qing family, you must see your identity!" Throw a word, and nothing happened. After crossing her, he went straight upstairs.

Xixi stood in the same place, and the five fingers secretly broke into the flesh of the palm of his hand.

Back to the upstairs, Qing Muchen has entered the room.

Xixi didn't want to happen for the second time like that last night. After going upstairs, he found another room farthest away from Qing Muchen's room.

Two people, living separately at the two ends of the corridor, after the West returned to the house, in order to avoid the rushing into the murder, he also deliberately put a few locks on the door.

After the night, it was still peaceful.

After returning to Qing's home from Qing Muchen on Saturday, Xixi has not slept for a long time.

The next morning, she accidentally slept her head.

It was supposed to start work at half past six, and she came downstairs at half past seven.

The time when Qing Muchen left the villa was very early. When Xixi hoped that he would go downstairs, he was no longer there.

However, just down the stairs, he hit him.

The man who had long since left should be sitting on the sofa. The slender legs were lazy and crossed, and looked at her direction with a blank expression. It seemed that she was waiting for her.

Seeing her downstairs, Qing Muchen looked up his precious watch and watched the time.

"One hour, you are finished again!" There was no volatility, no emotions, no anger.

"I will make it up." West Side said back to him with no expression, turned and went to the kitchen.

Qing Muchen spent the breakfast with her in the villa, and then seemed to be busy with the night.

People have already walked to the door and suddenly returned.

Looking sideways at the back of the West, a few steps toward her, he took her hand, took her and went outside the garden.

"Where to go?" Xixi followed behind him.

"Together!" Qing Muchen only gave her two words, and she continued to go out with no expression.

The night is itself a big organization, with many internal members, and here is the headquarters. Whenever you go, you can hit many people.

The place where the two passed, the greetings almost never stopped. "Good young master!"

A very respectful voice, I can see the position of Qing Muchen here.

West Side walked, staring at the surroundings and watching.

I was familiar with the environment, followed him into the office of a building, and when he watched him cover the door, she couldn’t help but say, "Are you afraid of stealing secrets?"

Qing Muchen’s back was slightly stiff against her body, and the sculpture’s deep face was slowly turned.

The corner of his eye slanted to her, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, "Is it you?"