My Third Gentleman

Chapter 990 Is it hard to collect water? (1)

"Since the bodyguard said that people are rushed away, naturally it is because the father and mother are more angry than Jin Jian. There is nothing to ask about. It is inconvenient for the elders to worry too much about our younger generations. Yes."

Wushuang bit the apple and glared at the calm man, "Your IQ has dropped."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "Mu Jinchen, I heard people say that I was silly for three years. I really feel that my reaction has been a little slow recently. Will I be really stupid for three years?"

"Because my husband has a high IQ, I don't mind if my wife is a little stupid."

"Mu Jinchen, you really owe you today. You all said that pregnant women enjoy the enjoyment of a queen. I didn't feel it. The baby said he was upset."

Wushuang bit the apple, and his black and white water eyes looked at the man brightly, with a little accusation, like a little rabbit eating carrots.

The man was smiling at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. The little woman was already cute. After she became pregnant, she became more arrogant, and she seemed to be more cute.

He habitually took the little woman into his arms and kissed her in the eyes, "It's not for the husband, and I will definitely give the wife like a queen in the future."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and squeezed a piece of apple, biting half of it, and the other half to Wushuang’s lips, Wushuang subconsciously bit half, the man took advantage of the situation and kissed her cherry lips. He just wanted to share the same taste. The fragrance mixed with the sweet fragrance of the little woman instantly messed up the man's mind, and the feeling of wanting to stop instantly spread to the internal organs.

At the last moment when I was still conscious, I quickly forced myself to peel off the source of my addiction. I couldn't help but lowered my head and pecked and hugged her tightly. My voice was incredibly hoarse, "You bewitching little witch, Mr. Mu's life I’m in your hands."

In fact, Wushuang is also affectionate, blushing and hugging him tightly, rubbing against his chest, his voice is soft enough to drip, "Do you feel that you have suffered?"

"No, I made it!"

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In this enthusiastic summer, people living in S City seem to have become enthusiastic.

Xia Ziwei has received red roses for several days. From the first one, nine, eleven...the number is increased every day, and now this bunch of roses has exceeded ninety-nine by visual inspection, because she can't count it anymore. Up.

Every time the little brother who sent the flowers just delivered it, he would receive a message from Tang Mubai, as if he had pinched the time, there was no extra language, and every time there was a corresponding number of rose flower words.

For example, today, the content of the message is only one sentence: I want to be with you forever.

Xia Ziwei threw the phone on the table irritably, lit a cigarette in his hand, half-squinted her eyes, swallowed the clouds, and held her aching temple with one hand.

I licked my dry lips, checked the time, and almost got off work.

This is no way to continue. If you ignore him, it is estimated that her entire office will be filled with roses.

He took a few more sips of nicotine, the sunken cheeks and blurred eyes, with a unique style.

In fact, she doesn’t want to think about love, marriage, or the future. She just wants to devote herself to Xia’s mind and body, staying with her grandpa after work, and seeing that mother who is still in slack, going to exercise on weekends. So cycle.

(End of this chapter)