Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

"Baozi." The man held her fleshy earlobes.

Breathing spray in her cochlea, itchy, numb.

Tickle her heart, too.

She shrunk her head, hummed and hawed twice. Next second, the head that she dodged was pulled back by Master Chu.

"Avoid me, eh?" Men's dark eyes seem to have fallen countless stars at the moment.

It's brilliant.

She was stupefied and stared into the bottom of his eyes. The deep eyes, like two whirlpools, wanted to absorb her.

After a long time, she had a pain in her chin and was pinched by Master Chu. Then she protested, "no pinching me."

"How about buns?" Master Chu's hand moved down and fell on the bun.

Yan Yi people clap open his hand, low voice scolds: "hooligan."

Hooligans?

Good scolding.

Young master Chu's deep and low laugh overflowed from his chest. He lowered his head and rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose: "baozi, do you want to

Yanyi people bite their lips, breathe slightly and hide their eyes everywhere. They refuse to speak or answer him directly.

Young master Chu's hand, which was already familiar with the way, began to light on her.

Knowing that she is pregnant now, she will torture him.

What a necrosis!

She was tortured so hard that her head was buried in his neck, and her voice seemed to be full of "you are bad."

"What's wrong, eh?"

Yanyi people grabbed his hand and tried to take it out, but he just wanted to play a trick on her.

At the end of the day, yanbaozi's eyes were wet, and he would cry at any time to show him. Master Chu kissed her eyes tenderly, "don't cry, you are good."

Don't tease her any more, Master Chu will serve her attentively.

After a long time, Yan baozi's face was red, his head was resting on his shoulder, and he fell asleep.

The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated, and Master Chu kissed Yan Yi's bright forehead and gently put her head on the pillow.

He is very light, carefully took the cell phone and left the bedroom.

The phone number is spaceship. This kind of card is not registered and does not remember the origin.

"Who?"

The sound of turning on the voice changer is as strange as that from the ancient tomb: "there will be no children in February There will be no children in February There will be no children in February... "

Repeat this sentence mechanically.

Chu Huaijin frowned. "Who are you?"

Answer him, is still that monotonous empty, gloomy and strange words.

There will be no children in February. Yanyi's due date is February.

What does this man mean?

Hung up the phone, young master Chu's eyebrows tighten, who is it!

"Chen CE, stop in advance and check it out. Who has inquired about the due date of the bun?"

"Is the due date of the young lady known?"

"Well, you can check it right away. I want to know who it is." Who on earth is playing a prank.

No, maybe it's not a prank, it's a warning.

Oh, I can't help myself!

Chu Huaijin pinched the mobile phone, let him find out who it is, it must be frustrating.

Threatening him with his children is a dead end.

He went into the yard and smoked for a while before returning to the bedroom.

His lying down action woke the Yanyi people, with thick and long curled eyelashes, quivering twice, and youyou opened his eyes.

She blinked, raised her hand, hugged him, her voice soft and sleepy: "where are you going?"

"I will not go anywhere. I will accompany you here. Go to sleep. "