Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Xia Qing was angry, "Do you want to be domestically abused on the first day of marriage?"

An Xiaoyao, "..."

Domestic violence, this word is very new to them, An Xiaoyao feels very relieved, at least, Xia Qing admitted that they are a family, otherwise, how could there be such a word as domestic violence.

This is also a new experience.

Xia Qing was very depressed. She found that she, who had always been eloquent, couldn't speak to An Xiaoyao every time, and was blocked every time. She always felt like she was hitting cotton with her fist.

An Xiaoyao didn't want her to be too tired, and said softly, "Okay, go to sleep, wake up, I'll take you home."

Xia Qing was startled, go home?

She has been homeless for many years.

Ever since her family broke up and died, she has no home. There are many houses, but none of them is a home. In the past few years, she has almost no fixed place. She has never had the concept of going home. The words of An Xiaoyao touched her heart. The softest place in her heart.

Home is a very soft thing.

is the warmest word.

She hugged his neck suddenly, kissed his lips, sucked for a moment, took a bite, hugged his waist again, and buried him in his arms. If it was before, even if she was killed, she would not be able to show weakness like this. But in front of him, such an action is so natural.

An Xiaoyao smiled, maybe Xia Qing didn't reject this marriage so much.

When they woke up, it was already afternoon. They all had a regular schedule. After 8 hours of sufficient sleep, they looked very energetic. An Xiaoyao called room service, and the two of them ate.The helicopter is ready to fly straight to New York.

This time it was also An Xiaoyao who was driving. Xia Qing looked at the familiar building below, with complicated emotions, but also with a bit of calmness. This time, she did not come back alone. family.

An Xiaoyao asked, "Are you going to sort your clothes at your original place?"

"Go." Xia Qing said, and then thought of one thing, she said, "Don't go, there must be eyeliner all over the place, we will be found there as soon as we go there, it's not a necessity, we can buy it again."

An Xiaoyao let her go. The plane parked in the suburbs. Ace had already had a vehicle waiting for them. An Xiaoyao took Xia Qing's hand and got into the car. The subordinates who came to pick them up almost popped their eyes.

What is rhythm? ?

No matter who it is, this is a very exciting thing.

Especially when An Xiaoyao led Xia Qing into the Ace Building, he received a lot of attention along the way, Lu Zhen whistled, tsk tsk, Xiaoyao hugged the beauty back, much faster than he imagined.

Think about them, everyone embraces a beautiful woman, they are all covered in bruises, hard work, no one is easy, how come Xia Qing runs away, An Xiaoyao chases after them, these two people become, is it really Xiaoyao brother's emotional intelligence? Is it too high?

Seeing An Xiaoyao bring Xia Qing into the room, Lu Zhen could stuff a duck egg into his mouth. What kind of rhythm is this? ? ?

Illegal cohabitation? ? ?

This is not like brother Xiaoyao's style.

The world must be messed up.

An Xiaoyao had something to do, so he left temporarily, and Xia Qing wandered around in his private space alone. This is his room, his home?It occupies a large area and has excellent lighting. The bedroom is connected to the study room and the living room, covering a full 150 square meters.

The layout is simple and cool.