The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Shi Yanyang was very tossed by him, and staring at her quietly.

The impression of his child's face seems to have nothing to do with gentleness.

Perhaps he didn't know her comprehensively, or maybe she was unusual tonight, and when she helped him wipe it, he even felt gentle.

A long process.

Tong Yan only helped him wipe the body exposed to the air, and then ran to the light dust room to take a piece of clothing.

Her movements were sneaky, and even the clothes were still in the dust.

When I walked to the door of my room with my clothes, I was just going upstairs.

Looking at her thief-like back, the light brows wrinkled, the fox questioned, "What is hidden in the room?"

The sudden sound of the sound shook the child's face, and Tong Yan was not prepared for a moment. He couldn't brake the door and hit the door. He couldn't help but breathe a few breaths.

"Oh..." snorted, and she glanced at him with a strange look. "Brother, what are you doing? Nothing to walk?"

The light dust is awesome.

Isn’t his footsteps big enough?

The most unstable thing about the Qing family is the light dust. The walking is often in a hurry. The stairs up and down often go to the stairs and the sound of the stairs is heard all the time. Tong Xiyu even said that he has been many times.

When the light dust comes up, it is purely normal footsteps.

She didn't even hear it!

"What are you playing?" Su suspected picking an eyebrow, and the light dust went to her.

Tong Yan will hold the hand of his clothes and stretch into the room, calm down his face, hehehe smiled at him. "Brother, what joke are you doing? So late, what else can you play?"

"Not too early, you should rest first!" The backhand took the door, and before he approached, Tong Yan slid into his room.

The light dust stopped and looked at her room in a weird look. They were all ready to leave. In the room, a burst of noise suddenly came.

Like, someone fell on the floor.

Qing Qing dust is only when Tong Yan falls, a few steps to the door of the room, slammed the door, "Yan Yan, what's up, is it okay?"

In the room, Shi Yanyang fell under the bed of Tong Yan, and the clothes in his hand were dragging on the ground.

He is really drunk and stubborn like a child.

"Don't move! Don't move! I will help you!" Tong Yan was very helpless to him. He whispered back to him and wanted to lift him up. He slammed the door again. "Yan Yan, you are talking." ?"

Tong Yan, "..."

Tong Yanyi, awkwardly raised his face, his face was sluggish for a few seconds, coughing and calming, "No, brother, I am a bit dry, coughing."

“Is it?” Qing Chen’s face looked suspicious.

"Otherwise?" Tong Yan asked him a sentence, urging, "Brother, you go back to sleep, I am ready to sleep."

Qing Chen was standing outside the door and was not at ease with her. "Is it all right?"

"Nothing, nothing, go back to the house!"

The light dust and helplessness turned and wanted to go to the direction of his room. In the room of Tong Yan, a wine cellar suddenly came.

"You have been drinking?" The light and dusty footsteps are another meal.

Tong Yan looked at the side of Shi Yanyang, and the nerves burst into pain.

"Yeah, a small cup, it doesn't matter." Hard-headed, she returned to the house with a light dust.

“What kind of wine does the girl drink?” Qing Dengchen seems to be speechless to her.