The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

She never thought that Qing Muchen was good at talking, but now she suddenly did this, but she was not used to it.

Qing Muchen felt her eyes on her back, and her face turned slightly, and she looked up at her. He raised his eyebrows. "Wife, you regret not going?"

If you are embarrassed, let Moxier return to God, his face is slightly awkward.

"No, I just want to help you organize things!" Calm down, walked to him in a few steps, pushed him away, took over the work in his hands, and she helped him sort out his clothes.

She did a lot of things when she started these things. She seemed to know his style very well, which clothes to wear which tie, which pants, she all touched it clearly, and put his suitcase in three or two. fully.

"You should leave early? You have to drive tomorrow, rest early!" She didn't give the chance to return to Qing Muchen, she turned to the bathroom.

She used to live in the house for so long, and she has a clear understanding of his itinerary and the time of going out.

Qing Muchen is really going to leave very early tomorrow. It is not too late. Moxier knows that he is safe tonight.

When he walked out in a conservative pajamas, Qing Muchen had not slept.

Moxier was not tweaked. Under his gaze, he stepped back to the bed and stepped on the bed. He opened the bed and went to the bed of two people.

Qing Muchen's line of sight moved along her figure, staring at her back for a moment, then seemed to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

The sound of the water rang for a few minutes, the bathroom door was pulled open again, and Moxier felt that he was slowly approaching himself.

She even felt the faint freshness of his body.

One end of the bed was sunken, and Qing Muchen seemed to come up.

Moxi’s heart jumped suddenly.

Tonight and last night, she didn't drink tonight, he didn't drink, and both were awake.

Although she knew that he couldn't help her, she couldn't help but feel stiff.

The body of Qing Muchen seems to have been posted from behind, and her arms are surrounded by her back. The breath that he exhales is like a flame, and the burning is a bit scary.

Every cell in Moxier is in a state of tension, and his face is hot as if it is burning.

Qing Muchen did not seem to wear clothes, she can clearly feel that the skin attached to his back is naked.

You can even feel the obvious bumps somewhere.

Moxier’s face banged, so he could burn the eggs.

Does he have naked/showy?

"Sleeping?" The arms were holding her, his voice was lowly passed back, and the magnetism was as intoxicating as a rich wine.

Mo Xier did not speak with his eyes closed.

Qing Muchen did not ask, leaning over, his lips fell softly on her body.

Her answer, in fact, is not so important to him.

His lips are warm and hot, like a wet rain, scattered behind the head of Moxier's brain, the neck, the back of the white scorpion, spilling on every inch of her skin.

Moxier's body is stretched tighter.

Qing Muchen is still kissing her.

His kiss was very focused, and he kissed every part of her back one by one. The strength of the kiss was a little heavy. When passing, no one was spared and burned a deep red stamp.

Every nerve in the body of Moxier was in a state of tension. When he was confused by his kiss, she suddenly thought of a problem.

Does he not pick women?