The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The target is the toe of Qing Muchen.

However, before falling on the ground, one hand extended out of thin air and took the knife.

The unexpected situation made Xixi obviously unexpected.

The skill is so good!

Grinning, wanting to continue working, the body has not turned, the wrist is suddenly buckled, pulled under a strong force, the body followed by a collision into the past.

When I returned to God, people had fallen on the legs of Qing Muchen.

The unexpected situation made her stiff and stiff.

"Deliberate?" The voice of Qing Muchen rang in his ear, and his tone was clear and cold enough to cause frostbite. However, the breath that was sprayed out was warm.

I don't know if it was ironed by his breath. The face of Sicily was unconsciously burned.

"Let me go!" Struggling, wanting to push him away, Qing Muchen has turned her arms back.

"Answer my question!" Looking at her with no expression, his voice was cold.

Xixi calmed down and looked at the two men's postures. She sneered. "The young master and the young maids at home have always been in such a way."

Qing Muchen’s eyes seemed to be sharper.

Four eyes are opposite, one face is gloomy, one face is awkward.

Atmosphere, stalemate.

Not far away, the look of Tong Yan, who is in the summer barbecue with Fang Chi, just looks at it.

His eyes glanced at Sisi, who was sitting on the lap of Qing Muchen, and she frowned slightly.

"Your brother, this is..." Fang Chixia overslept, and saw the scene here, could not help but look at it.

A word has not been finished, next to, a small left exclamation suddenly came, "Mu Chen brother is playing with the maid? Madden! I am going to tell the second uncle, three uncles, four uncles..."

He seems to have been very keen on this gossip. The last time Tong Yan and Shi Yuyang were in the hospital, and when Luo Yibei left the initial wedding ring, everyone had learned how fast he could spread the message.

Tong Yan was speechless, and when he was about to take out his mobile phone, he stunned his mouth. "Hey, hey, this kind of thing, just look at it quietly, hey, sit next to it, watch with your sister!"

Fang Chixia thought she was trying to stop the behavior of Xiao Zuo. I didn't expect her to come and read it together. I didn't even think that after the two of them, they actually moved two chairs and sat together to observe it.

"You two are enough!" Fang Chixia was extremely speechless to the two, turned to give himself a barbecue, and took two plates out of the garden.

She wanted to find a place to solve her own problems. When she knew the lawn, she just happened to hit the sand weaving star.

"Just baked?" Looked at the things in her dish, she asked with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Give the grandfather to the past, and, Grandpa likes to drink the last fruit tea!" Sha Zhixing's eyes and corners squinted at the direction of the golf course, indicating her.

She said the purpose of this statement, Fang Chixia naturally knows what it is.

Fang Chi Xia is actually not good at pleasing people. Her temper is a bit tall and she doesn't like her. She is too lazy to take care of you. She is like this.

However, Sha Zhixing asked for it. She went to the kitchen to cook a large pot of fruit tea, and then re-baked some light things to give Lonchi a pass.

When he went, Lorge was still playing golf.

The gaze was only a faint look at her, and he continued to do his own.