Belong with me,My Girl!

Dongfang Chen kissed his son's face and scratched his round stomach, which made his son hold him and giggle.

As soon as the two father and son met, they were very happy.

Xia Zimo looked at them with a smile, but she soon tensed up her face: "how did you come in? Who let you in?"

Dongfang Chen doesn't tease his son any more. He holds his son up.

"Mo Mo, I miss you," he blinked. The president's eyes are full of power.

In fact, carefully look at the eyes of Dongfang Chen, a lot of red blood silk, he recently sleep time is very short, not easy to get free, so he eagerly ran to coax his wife.

Xia Zimo didn't look at him and turned around: "go out! You are not welcome here! "

"Mummy, you don't want to drive dad away, Dad don't go," the baby held his father's neck.

Patting his son's body: "good, Dad won't go."

"Ink," the East Chen does not want to face to lean toward the past: "ink, I really miss you, I kiss you."

"Go away," the man with a dead skin and lazy face, but she couldn't get angry with such Oriental Chen.

"Son, let's kiss your mother alone, OK?"

The son immediately said, "good."

"Ink, ink," Dongfang Chen continued to lean on the past shamelessly.

"Go away, you don't want to face, go away."

Push and pull, Xia Zimo has been back, top to the sofa, directly sat down.

Just in time, the East Chen a hand to press her, direct a strong kiss up.

In her red lips, the mission ground bites and kisses, mercilessly sucks a few.

The posture is really good-looking. He holds Xia Zimo in one hand and his son in the other.

Dongfang Chen kiss finished, looking at the son: "son, to you."

My son used to "boo" on mommy's face.

Xia Zimo looks at the two father and son very speechless.

"Mommy, don't be angry. Let's have dinner."

Where can Xia Zimo get angry.

"Mo Mo, have dinner."

Dongfang Chen took his son to eat first.

Xia Zimo also sat down to eat. She drank the soup and looked at the opposite Dongfang Chen. She still thought, this man is really thick skinned.

After a taste of the food, it was delicious, "are you really making these dishes?" Xia Zimo is absolutely not convinced.

Dongfang Chen feeds his son to eat, and winks at Xia Zimo: "don't tangle with this problem, eat quickly."

By the way, there is also a very important question, Xia Zimo put down his chopsticks: "how did you get in?"

Yes, how did he get in? This door is a combination lock. How did he get in?

I'm kidding. How can a small password lock stop the CEO.

Dongfang Chen face pull: "eat do not speak!"

The president of Dongfang University was very attentive. After dinner, he helped to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and said, "ink, I'll help you with the dishes."

Xia Zimo threw his face: "what bowl do you wash, go out!"

"So fierce," Dongfang Chen went out like a gas bag.

"Son, I'm tired of playing. Dad will give you a bath," he said.

After Xia Zimo washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, Dongfang Chen also gave his son a bath, took a bath towel and directly carried the little guy into the bedroom.

"Son, you play by yourself. Don't make any noise or shout. Dad is going to promote feelings with your mother. Do you know that?"

My son blinked for a moment, and then vaguely nodded: "mm-hmm, I don't quarrel with you."

"Good son," cover him with a quilt and let him play by himself.

The east went out happily.

Xia Zimo just untied the apron, and was hugged by Dongfang Chen from behind: "ink, ink, kiss."

"Get out of here, thick skinned. You get out of here. Who allowed you in? Get out."

Oriental Chen is not to go out, but also a woman to hold up, pressed to the sofa, hands are not honest.

Black eyes burning to look at her: "ink, you think I did not."

Xia Zimo turned her head: "I don't want to."

"Lie," Oriental Chen directly sealed her lip, hand drill into her coat, knead her.

She couldn't help but breathe.

"Ah You big lecher, let go. "

Not only did he not let go, but his strength increased.

"I don't want to be big."

Xia Zimo's face was red and hot, and scolded him for being shameless.

President also is as long as daughter-in-law, do not want to face, with her lips to kiss.

The hand is too dishonest, summer purple ink is angry, bit him.

"Oh, you dare me to bite."

Taking advantage of his relaxation, Xia Zimo pushed him away and stood up from him: "Dongfang Chen, get out of here!"Dongfang Chen wiped his lips: "don't be angry, ink," a big long hand, directly put Xia Zimo in his arms.

"I'm here to accompany you. Aren't you happy?"

Xia Zimo turned her head, "not happy!"

"Lying."

"I'm not lying. I don't want to see you." She continued to twist her head.

"Really?"

"Absolutely true!" Still twist your head.

"Then I'll go."

"Go away!"

Dongfang Chen is angry, I'm a big president, pull down face to please you, you still don't give face.

The chief executive was angry and put Xia Zimo to the side, and said angrily, "get out of here, hum, I'll never come again!"

He really got up and strode away.

Go, Dongfang Chen left, he really left.

Xia Zimo turned his head and saw that he strode out of the door and left, very angry.

He left like this, really left, Xia Zimo stood up and stamped his feet, angry and crying: "Dongfang Chen, you come back to me."

A handsome and handsome face suddenly appeared outside the door. A president blinked: "ink ink, are you calling me?"

Xia Zimo blinked, he, he, he, he, did not leave.

Summer purple ink station there do not know whether to cry or laugh.

Dongfang Chen asked again: "ink, do you call me?"

"You come back to me," she said, without affectation, and threw herself into his arms.

"A woman of duplicity," Dongfang Chen hugged her with open hands.

Hold your head and kiss a few more.

Dongfang Chen took her to the sofa and lifted up her coat.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

"Let me see if my wife has a big stomach."

It's a little white waist, flat, not big.

"It's not so big. It's only a long time. It's not allowed to watch it."

"Give me a kiss."

But he kisses and kisses them to the top.

"Ah, you are shameless."

"Don't touch, don't kiss, you want to suffocate your husband, don't move!"

Just put her hands on top of her head and make a mess.

Little farewell is better than newlyweds. I'm bored on the sofa.

Oriental Chen holding Xia Zimo then greasy crooked: "ink, you think I did not."

Xia Zimo's face was red and hung her head. She whispered, "a little bit."

"Just a little bit?"

"Just a little, ah, what are you doing?"

Dongfang Chen's hand drilled in again, rubbed her, and then asked: "just a little bit?"

Xia Zimo asked for mercy and pressed his hand: "that's a little bit better."

Ha ha, Dongfang Chen is in a good mood.

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