Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Maybe Mu Qinghuan's eyes are too hot.

After Feng Cheng just walked out of the bathroom, he subconsciously looked at his waist

Only a glance, Fengcheng is clear, know what Mu Qinghuan is thinking.

Bad smile, Fengcheng barefoot, a few steps to the bedside.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Mu Qinghuan just feels strange. Why is his head down?

It turned out that she fell down, the small PP tilted, head down.

She forgot to stand up and went to see him for the first time

Oh, my God, how much Hunger and thirst?

Fortunately, he wore a bath towel and knew how to hide his shame!

She's afraid he'll be naked!

As for his saying that he will not wear it tonight, it seems that he is deliberately arrogant!

This guy, his heart is so small!

It's smaller than the eye of a needle!

"What game are you playing, handstand?" Standing in front of her, he asked with interest. His eyes crossed her white legs, and even wanted to see more

Red face, Mu Qinghuan dry Baba do not speak, but she is sure that he must be intentional!

He knew clearly that she was looking at him.

But he knew it! Too bad!

"Wife, come and blow my hair." Leaning over the bed, Fengcheng enjoys the tranquility of this moment.

"Oh." Very clever, Mu Qinghuan stood up, took out the hair dryer from the bedside table, and then a small hand ran through his hair wantonly.

His hair is long. Mu Qinghuan can make fun of him and blow out all kinds of shapes of his hair: traitor's middle point, evil spirit 37 points, and even Nezha's mind!

Fengcheng absolutely did not know that his little wife was playing with his hair and was having a good time.

Eyes red, Mu Qinghuan suddenly want to hold him, thank him for coming home, but afraid he will be scared.

Just like when I met him, he always held her tightly. In fact, she was scared and thought she had met some dirty uncle!

Thinking of his dress up at that time, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked suddenly.

"Second brother..." She bowed her head and kissed him on the forehead. "Thank you for coming back. My son and I have been waiting for you."

He was stunned. He seemed to be startled, and then wrapped her body with his hands. Then he was very tired. He put his face on her belly, like a rogue and a good baby, "Qinghuan, I miss you very much."

"I'm sorry I'm late. You can be angry with me." His voice is very low, just like the mellow red wine, one mouthful makes people intoxicated.

How could she be angry?

It's too late to be happy.

Head a low, Mu Qinghuan soft look at him, hands of the action also unconsciously put light.

After the hair dried, Feng Cheng tossed his hair impatiently. The broken hair on his forehead just turned into bangs. At first glance, it was an endless evil charm!

What a beautiful man!

But Fengcheng is not satisfied with himself at the moment!

Men with hair, too Niang, not tough enough!

So, Feng Cheng went straight to the bathroom, pondering and shaving his hair!

"In fact, you look so handsome!" Hop to the bathroom, Mu Qinghuan almost said, husband, you look like a beautiful man!

But in the end, she was a little reserved, just stretched out her hand and pulled him a few times, hoping that he would keep his hair for a few days.

"Handsome, I don't like hair. It's not neat." And the real charm of men, must be able to withstand the test of small flat head!

When did he ever have such a hairstyle?

Where is the cold atmosphere?

"But I like it very much..." Puffing up his cheek, Mu Qinghuan looked at him eagerly.

Putong

Fengcheng almost fell down. He wanted to know when his wife's taste changed?

Still getting so weird?

Two baby's mother, actually likes the flower beautiful male style?

Now this cute little daughter-in-law, is it his wife?

"Mu Qinghuan, do you like Huamei man?" He used to, but he didn't notice at all!

"Mm-hmm!" Nodding heavily, Mu Qinghuan did not dare to reach out to touch his already flabby bath towel. He flattered him to the extreme and said, "honey, how about you leave this hair for a few days to let me have a good time? You're really cute! "

"I am a man, not Zhengtai!" He's a 34 year old uncle. What kind of little Zhengtai is he? He feels sick!

"Calm down and calm down. I'm just suggesting that you don't like it." Shrug his shoulders, Mu Qinghuan turned around and left, but his wrist was pressed in time!

"Mu Qinghuan, as a man, I don't need Meng and Niang. What I want is aura, can you understand?" Feng Cheng Leng hum, "I am the highest president of emperor group, really can't sprout!"

"I don't quite understand..." Pursed his lips, Mu Qinghuan felt that his hair for a few days was totally different from being the president!"You! Well, if you like, if you want me to keep this hair, I can change it and keep it for you for a few days

This, Fengcheng said the heart is not willing, the feeling is not willing.

The reason why I would like to keep my hair for a few days is to arouse Mu Qinghuan's interest.

Mu Qinghuan was surprised, "really?"

She was surprised that such a male chauvinist was willing to pretend to be cute for a few days.

"Well." Since Li Tangyao is also there, Fengcheng always wants to make Mu Qinghuan happy. Then, he takes out a chain of bracelets, "do you like the gift I bought for you?"

"It's made of colored shells! How beautiful Although the style is ancient, Mu Qinghuan likes it at first sight!

Just like the dazzling man in front of you, you can fall in love with one eye!

"Do you like it?" In her ear, he asked again and again.

"Of course." She eagerly put it on herself, then shook it twice. She was very satisfied, but worried, she asked, "you have been four months..."

She wanted to know what he had been through and how well he had been?

As a result, the closure of the city is just a light sentence, "it's OK, I'm fine."

He didn't want her to worry.

Even if those four months were not easy, at least he survived, didn't he?

"I try to come back to you. That's the most important thing, isn't it?" Be tactful as he is, and immediately move away from the subject.

"Why don't you tell me the truth?" Mu Qinghuan's heart is full of ups and downs.

"Baby, I'm fine now. I don't have a bad place on my body. Why don't you touch it?"

No line, Fengcheng took her little hand and took it to himself.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly wants to withdraw his hand, but he is forced to press tight!

When he felt the boneless hand moving up and down, he had a bad smile on his face.

Wait a minute

Does he want to go further

As a result, Feng Cheng just said, "baby, I'm hungry, I want to eat your cooking."

Is he hungry?

Are you really hungry?

Or is it not good to be a small town?

Swallowing, Mu Qinghuan looks at him nervously.

"I'm hungry. I really want to eat..." He deliberately put his thin lip in her ear and said, "are you thinking?"

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