The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Without waiting for her to answer, he sneered out with a sneer, "I feel to you?"

After a pause, like she was afraid that she didn’t understand it, she added, “It’s just that there are people around, and it’s easy to wait for someone to wait.”

The irony of his eyes was very strong, and her eyes were as light as a stray cat stray dog ​​abandoned on the roadside.

Such a person is actually familiar to him.

The West is actually just confused, not thinking about what he said.

A man of the same status as Qing Muchen will see her identity as a woman?

"You misunderstood!" A faint explanation for himself, Xixi did not ask more.

Qing Muchen’s sight was taken back, and her eyes fell on her clothes again. “Miss Cissy, your time is not much, I haven’t solved it in a minute, I don’t mind helping you!”

The threat in his tone is very strong, and it is his turn to be a simple thing to change clothes!

The body of the West has been seen by him for a long time. Without the temperament, the negligent dress changed her maid service, and she replaced her outfit.

Qing Muchen walked in front, the slender legs were staggered, and he went down the stairs. He walked straight out of the Qing family.

Xixi followed him and got on the bus with him. The two went directly to the airport.

Qing Muchen was very prepared for her, and even the passport was made for her.

When he took the temporarily prepared passport from the person in his hand and prepared to hand it to her, he glanced at the birthday bar that was freely filled in. He groaned.

"When?" He is often very succinct and doesn't have any words.

He is asking her real birthday.

Xixi didn't seem to expect that he would suddenly mention this topic. He didn't expect him to care about her problem. He groaned and returned to him with a word, "Three months later today."

She is purely a casual editor, and she said that she did not go to her heart.

In fact, Qing Muchen did not listen carefully, but it was memorized in my heart.

Today after three months!

"Let's go!" West was walking in front of the airport hall.

After getting on the plane, the two men flew directly to Saudi Arabia.

Saudi Arabia has a tropical desert climate, and the temperature is very high. It is a bit hot to go to the west on the street.

Qing Muchen seems to be resistant to high temperatures. After finding the hotel to check in, he will find the Moxier by the people who contacted him.

Xixi followed him, and he drove with him in the streets of Saudi Arabia. He hangs his head from head to tail and doesn't know what he is thinking.

Qing Muchen simply took the passport number of Moxier and went to the immigration center to ask. Without any news, after returning to the hotel, he called the ink father and asked for a photo of Moxier.

Xixi stood by his side, and when he saw him calling, his chest was always smashing and jumping very fast.

Watching him hang up the phone, waiting for him for ten minutes in uneasiness, the photo of the Mohist family was sent.

It is the Moxier passport page.

With some personal details, as well as a photo of the ID.

The hair of Moxier on the photo was very randomly tied into a ponytail. The face of the soup was noodles. I don’t know how long it was. It looks very strong.

In fact, the photo in the photo is the same as the photo of the majority, and it is very different from the one in the photo.

Qing Muchen did not look carefully, and the passport page was handed over to the person who continued to investigate.