President Daddy is super strong

Muqiqi is shy, so he immediately goes to take down the mounted paper on the wall.

Just then, the door of the study was pushed open.

A cold voice came in. "Who let you into my study?"

The little guy immediately began to complain, and the little meat pointed to the painting on the wall. "Mommy is going to take that picture off."

Muqiqi's face sank and his heart was quivering.

This little devil dare to betray her!

"Dare to write my name, dare not hang it up! Well? " Tall and straight figure close, will Mu Qi forced nowhere to hide.

The smart kid ran out at this time and said, "Daddy, you should have a good exchange of feelings with Mommy!"

Then he closed the door of the study.

Hear the door shut.

Muqiqi's small heart, which is not strong enough, clatters, and his face turns red like a ripe red apple.

I don't know how to say the words behind "I...".

What can she say.

Said he didn't write down his name on purpose?

"Since there's nothing to say, shut up for me. Besides, this word is hanging here. It's not allowed to take away!"

Mo yanjue's arms are propped up on the desk behind Muqiqi, and her exquisite body is encircled in his arms.

Muqiqi's eyes were drooping, and he was so guilty that he didn't dare to face him as if he could penetrate all the deep eyes.

Even if this is the case, it does not affect the subtle fragrance of the man constantly drilling into her nose.

It's like a magic fragrance, even if she doesn't think about it, she can't help being influenced by his existence.

Looking at her formal appearance, Mo yanjue's head can't help but lower a few points. The sexy lip angle is only a few millimeters away from her cheek.

Feeling the oppression from men, Muqiqi can't help but shrink his neck, and his breathing is not smooth.

Because of her necking, Mo yanjue's lips touched her forehead.

Gently, moistening, it seems a little cool.

Muqiqi's body is stiff, and he can't move even more when leaning on the desk.

He let go of the woman in his arms and turned to sit on the chair behind the desk.

"Did I hear what I said?" Handsome face slightly frown, swept to hide under the desk high up place, then some fretful asked.

For his sudden turn, Mu Qiqi is confused.

Reaction for a while, just licked the ruddy and watery lips, voice trembled: "hear."

Then I saw that the man began to sort out the information on the desk. Muqiqi covered his little heart and turned around and ran... Every time, his face was red and his heart beat. Muqiqi hid in the room, unable to calm down for a long time.

Is it true that she and moyanjue, as the little boy said, are shocked to think of these.

How could she have such an idea?

She and him, even men all over the world are dead, can't be together, OK?

The man behind her desk waited until she left and went straight to the bathroom.

Take a shower over and over again, trying to disperse the irresistible desire in something hooked up by a woman.

When he rushed for the fifth time, "acher" made a sneeze.

One thought, two scolds?

Is that woman thinking about him?

"Acher, acher... When a series of sneezes couldn't stop, Mo yanjue finally realized that it wasn't someone who wanted him, but a sad cold.