The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Qing Muchen’s face was stiff for a few seconds, and his eyes sank almost instantly.

Sisi crouched in front of him and looked calm. "I am sorry, I will help you wipe the room back!"

Her voice, I don't know if it is a cause of physical discomfort, it sounds a little dumb than during the day.

Qing Muchen stood upright, coveted, and looked at her on the ground with a condescending attitude. Her face seemed to be slightly twitching.

There was a fire in his chest that could burst at any time, and his face was cold and chilling.

Tong Yan has not seen such a side of him, carefully looked at the West, fearing that the murder of Chen Muchen, pushing him to go to the room, "Is not going to see the room? Choose a room! Choose a room!"

Qing Muchen did not send a temper to this younger sister from a young age. His eyes glanced at Xixi and walked in front of the corridor. "Follow it!"

The three words of the command, as always, the hegemony.

Xixi is a match, and a few steps behind him go to the room.

Qing Muchen first picked a room for the ink father, but did not let the West to clean up, but took her to his room.

When the door was closed, Xixi looked at him and looked at him slightly. He said, "What is the young master?"

Qing Muchen walked to the closet a few steps, opened the door, took a pair of pants from the inside and threw it on her wrist. The cold arrogant chin lifted, "Come here!"

He is telling her to change his pants.

The requirements are even natural.

Like, the two are a couple.

Xixi did not expect that he would make such a request. He stood in the same place for a while and did not pass.

"Come here!" Qing Muchen screamed again.

His voice was high and high, and people in the corridor outside seemed to hear it.

At this time, the ink father just went upstairs and heard his voice. He asked the sentence, "Mu Chen, who are you talking to?"

The eyes of the West looked at the source of the sound, and the face seemed to be chaotic.

Wanting to close the door in the past, Qing Muchen has calmly walked to the door, and suddenly nothing happened to the other party, nothing, call! ”

In one sentence, I didn’t wait for the ink father to come over and directly brought the door backhand.

His face was very calm from beginning to end, and the excuse was very smooth.

Xixi thinks that he is already very stable. When he meets him, it is a small witch.

He stared at him for a while, watching the waves on his face from beginning to end, and the West was stagnant.

Isn't this kind of person a typical example of a recidivist?

"You can start!" Above the top of the head, the man's low-pitched voice rang coldly.

Xixi returned to God, considering that there is still a father outside, not deadlocked with him.

Bathing has helped, what is this?

But it is only one of the male creatures.

The hand explored his waistband, she wanted to help him take off his pants, but the actual operation, the movement is still somewhat unsatisfactory.

When pulling the zipper, Xixi pulled the fabric in several times, which prevented the chain from slipping down, and did not untie the zipper for a long time.

Her face was slightly reddish, and the still calm face was suddenly red.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly change, and the pictures of the two suddenly became paralyzed.

Sicily feels a lot hot in the room.