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Miami, in the ancient Indian language, means: sweet water, the east coast of North America, the warm current of Mexico flows through, and the climate is warm all year round.

A comfortable and carefree life, nourishing a woman's skin, after pregnancy, wearing silk pajamas, a mature and lazy lady style.

Fragrant magnolia fragrance, with a faint milky smell.

Through the soft pajamas, Liu Xiaoli's body was stiff, her face turned backwards.

The sea breeze blows the screens.

Half of his face was covered in the tulle, and he clutched the window rail with both hands, and his veins were exposed under force.

Aunt Liu, I'm very nervous!

Pressing lightly on the belly of his fingers, the smooth silk pajamas were sunken, and the corner of Han Qiao's mouth curled into a smile: "Sister, the little guy is really big."

The sea breeze blows.

In the room, there was silence, Liu Xiaoli had round cheeks, her belly was flat without any wrinkles, her eyes were subtle, and she was squinting at the man.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his lips were biting tightly, and he didn't say a word.

"sister."

The pajamas were opened, and a big hand was pressed against the skin. The little guy seemed to be aware of his father.

A pair of feet kicked desperately.

"Well."

Liu Xiaoli's legs trembled slightly, and her face was in pain. She was sensitive during pregnancy, her eyebrows were twisted in one place, her lips were pale, and she was fighting back the pain.

on the belly.

Han Qiao's movements were very light, but even so, she felt strong, an uncontrollable shame and humiliation.

Like maggots attached to the bones, it spread to every part of the body.

so strong.

Her body was like epilepsy, twitching uncontrollably, the man's hand was pressed against the skin, and the voice was gentle: "Little guy, you are so dishonest, how hard it is for mom, dad is here to see you, please be quiet."

Blood is thicker than water.

The little guy calmed down, and within a few seconds, there was a thin layer of sweat on Liu Xiaoli's round cheeks.

"Sister, Sissy didn't make such a big noise at the time." Han Qiao said with a smile, "It seems that this little guy has inherited my sister's talent for dancing. In the future, Sissy will act, and this little guy can be a dancer.

"So young, so energetic, with her father..."

"Han Bridge!"

He growled angrily, interrupted abruptly, and immediately cursed: "Bastard, you bastard, you are not allowed to mention her name, just dream, little bastard is like you, you will never see the light of your life."

Emotional.

Her taboo was touched, Liu Xiaoli couldn't hold back her anger, her face was livid, she grabbed Han Qiao's hair, her fist was like a cannon hammer, and beat the man's back desperately, she couldn't suppress her shame and anger, and scolded: "You bastard, bastard, Damn it, damn it."

"sister."

Taking advantage of the situation, Han Qiao hugged Liu Xiaoli's waist with both hands, ignoring the pain and using his arms hard.

Lifting Liu Xiaoli by her arms, she placed it on the window rail, and the next moment, a hand grabbed her slender neck.

Hoop yourself.

Windowsill on the second floor.

The tide hit the shore, smashing the body to pieces, flying down the steep cliff.

Sudden weightlessness.

Liu Xiaoli's face turned pale, and immediately, her eyes widened and she sneered disdainfully: "Bastard, push me down if you have the ability."

"Sister." The corner of Han Qiao's mouth curled into a smile: "You're being stubborn again."

"Han Bridge!"

Liu Xiaoli's face was terrified, and her heart was in her throat.

subconsciously.

Two arms, hugging the man in front of him tightly, legs, hooking around the waist.

Shocked.

Han Qiao let go of his hand, spread his arms, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Sister, look, you still don't admit that you need me."

"of course."

"I need you too."

Heck.

Liu Xiaoli is pregnant, and her skin is better, as smooth as silk.

The sea breeze blows.

In an instant, the atmosphere froze.

"Get out of here yet." Liu Xiaoli blushed, with her head pressed against her chest in pain, and growled, "Hurry up and get out."

"Sister, I..." Han Qiao hesitated, evasive, and chattering: "I... I'm too tired recently, I'm not usually like this."

"Rest……"

"Get out!" Liu Xiaoli was ashamed and angry. The stench of pomegranate flowers made her gnash her teeth: "You are satisfied, hurry up and get out."

"No, sister."

"Aren't you leaving, I let go!"

"boom."

The door of the room was closed, and the solid wooden door trembled due to the force, and Han Qiao pressed against the door.

this moment.

He really felt that Liu Xiaoli was angry!

Depend on.

Finished washing up.

The little maid with pimples all over her face said in a respectful voice, with her hands folded on her chest: "Sir, dinner is ready."

"How old are you?"

"Mr. Hui, I am 19 years old this year." The little maid looked at Han Qiao. She was young, and there was curiosity in her eyes: "Sir, I graduated from Suez University with a major in nutrition. I am proficient in English, German, French, Chinese, and four languages." .”

"Talent."

Han Qiao's face was solemn, and his eyes were watching. People should not be judged by appearances!
She smiled and said, "I remember you want Lei Mu, don't call me Mr., call me Han Qiao."

talking.

He paused, pondering: "Rem, your hair color is wrong, it's dyed blue, and your clothes..."

"I designed a set of clothes for you, and you can go to the tailor to apply in a while."

That's right.

In Liu Xiaoli's villa, there are private tailors, living a luxurious life.

Outrageous!

"Okay, sir." Rem bowed slightly, saw Han Qiao's displeasure in his eyes, and tentatively said, "Okay, Han Qiao."

"very good."

Villa stairs.

The back arm spirals, and at night, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling shines brightly.

Step on your feet, soft to the touch, and head down, a hand-woven Arabic rug.

The colors are gorgeous.

Several million dollars, dedicated to Liu Xiaoli alone.

Han Qiao shrugged.

woman!
You can't have both.

........................

dinner.

Han Qiao was alone. He requested that the ingredients be very simple, just two dishes.

A grilled oyster.

A lamb stew.

It's very difficult for the chef. In his career as a chef, he has never cooked such cheap food.

It's an insult to the profession.

in case.

It's not a salary of tens of thousands of dollars a month. The chef swears that he will definitely kick the ass of the Chinese man in front of him.

At this moment.

He is dressed in a white chef's robe and a tall chef's hat. He is a Swiss, tall and strong.

He bowed slightly, smiled and said, "Sir, the mutton is the freshest alpine goat grazing in England. The spring water for stewing is selected from Swiss snow water, which can preserve the freshness of the mutton to the maximum extent."

"Oysters."

As the chef said, he pulled out the small knife hidden in the black shark skin around his waist, skillfully and well prepared.

Sprinkle with ground spices.

From the small golden box, black caviar was pulled out: "Sir, please use it."

This method.

Han Qiao admitted that he had learned a lot.

"Leave it all, except for foreigners, you think we can't afford it!"

I muttered in my heart, tasted it, it's a mother.

A smell of oysters.

The taste is no different from the steam buffet in the buffet. I feel: "Food has no high or low, and cumbersome etiquette divides high and low."

rich people.

How cheap!
under the headlights.

The servants of the villa are waiting on both sides. As long as he wants to, he doesn't have to wipe his own butt.

Han Qiao now.

I miss life in Huaxia very much.

………………

Han Gou is not used to Master Han's life.

I lost all leisure thoughts, thinking of my embarrassing performance in the morning.

Han Gou is in a hurry.

bedroom.

Putting down the door lock with both hands, using a little force, the door lock turned, and Han Gou immediately cleared the door: "Aunt Liu thinks she is upright."

Know shit.

Little beast, that's called sentimental, opened the door, in the bedroom, it was pitch black.

Bed.

A person was lying on his side, faintly visible through the starlight through the window.

Han Qiao closed the door.

He walked to the bed lightly, took off his shoes, and was about to go to bed.

The woman growled in a low voice: "Get out."

Fun!

"Sister." Han Qiao didn't take off his clothes, went fishing, Shan Yao couldn't be in a hurry, and got under the covers.

Thin blanket.

The rich body fragrance of a mature and beautiful woman is mixed with a faint milky fragrance, which refreshes the heart and soul of the bed.

"sister."

In the dark, Han Qiao complained: "Why don't you close the door? What if there are bad people? I can be by your mother and daughter's side to protect you all the time."

"pitiful."

"My daughter must be very scared, sister, are you afraid?"

"Swish."

Pulling off the thin blanket, Liu Xiaoli buried her whole head in the thin blanket, and said in an awkward voice, "Sleep if you want to sleep, and get out if you don't sleep, so much nonsense."

Look!

Han Qiao was very satisfied.

Because of him, Liu Xiaoli's desolate body and mind are colorful and full of vitality.

Clinging to her belly, Han Qiao said, "Sister, don't worry, Sissy will accept me sooner or later. By then, we will live happily as a family."

in the dark.

Liu Xiaoli slapped Han Qiao's arm away, and turned over with resentment in her eyes: "If you continue to mention her, get out of here."

"Sister, why are you running away?"

Not fine.

"Sister, you are a woman and I am a man. It is only natural that we are together."

"sister."

"You wouldn't be so feudal, would you?" Han Qiao said, "Sister, you are older than me, but what is your age? When you are 80 years old, I will be 50. Both are old men. Old lady, who dislikes whom?"

"To shut up."

Liu Xiaoli blushed and looked embarrassed: "Stop talking."

"sister."

"Do you like my healthy and young body?"

Han Qiao talked more and more vigorously.

A 24-year-old young guy with a hot body.

in the dark.

Liu Xiaoli frowned subconsciously, bit her red lips, and spat, "You're still young, so it's useless."

Done.

Realizing that she said the wrong thing, Liu Xiaoli felt ashamed, she was really crazy.

Shy and angrily scolded: "Don't think too much, you little bastard is dishonest, if it didn't hurt me too much from kicking, I wouldn't look for you."

Depend on.

Han Qiao quit: "Sister, I've had a good rest. It was an accident this morning. If you don't believe me, let's try."

"roll."

"Sister, do you want to try? If you try, you won't be a child anymore."

"Han Qiao, don't go too far, let me tell you..."

"brute!"

In the darkness, the woman's voice roared: "You are crazy, the child's life is gone, Han Qiao! Be more honest..."

"gentlemen."

on the corridor.

Lei Mu was serving, the door opened, and Han Qiao's face was ugly.

"Sir, what is this?" Rem blushed and bowed slightly: "Sir, if you need it, I can call and contact a professional."

professional.

How professional.

Han Qiao was taken aback, dumbfounded, good guy, this is really professional, and couldn't help but ask, "Rem, you mean a professional?"

"gentlemen."

After all, Rem was young, a little shy, and lowered her head: "Sir, please rest assured to use, we have passed strict inspections on any utensils to ensure that there are no worries."

"A selection of utensils."

"Sir." Rem said in a weak voice: "South Korea, Japan, and East Asia have the highest praise."

capitalism.

It was too corrupt and dirty, Han Qiao said sternly: "Rem, I have a pain in my back, I think I need Korean appliances."

"Okay, sir."

After half an hour.

Car lights pierced the darkness, and the sound of the tide was raging. Han Qiao leaned back on the sofa.

He stared at the woman in front of him.

Korean women's figure is very good, and their appearance is a bit Choo Ja Hyun.

Height 176.

A pair of legs, frightening to death, protruding straight, wrapped in thin black stockings.

Soft long hair shawl, soft voice: "Sir."

"let's start."

Han Qiao lay on the sofa.

Don't make trouble.

His back hurts!