Priceless Marriage

I feel that the more I sleep, the more I don't think about it.

Although the two days have been in the same bed with Fu Qisen, but the mood and this mood is different.

Anyway, there are other people in his villa, but there are only three of them here... Staying in this small room will make Su Xiao feel warm for a moment.

Of course, Su Xiao tried to put aside this feeling, which is not good for her status quo.

So she turned around and turned her back to them.

Fu Qisen didn't fall asleep either. His eagle like sharp eyes were looking directly at Su Xiao's back. The deep light of his eyes became deeper and deeper in the night. Can't see what he is thinking, for a long time, just closed his eyes, but the inexplicable distribution of the whole body air-conditioning is not a lot.

Does this woman know how to play hard to get....

this night, it was quiet.

When Xiaoxiao dad wakes up, she can wake up in the morning

Su Xiao just sat up and looked at Su Jinhuai with her face still awake.

"How do you wear this dress?"

Su Jinhuai looked down and didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, she said with a haughty face, "Daddy, it's better than what I'm wearing, Mommy, is it good-looking?"

"Poo..."

Su Xiao couldn't help laughing.

"Is that your father's taste?"

Finish saying, Su Xiao some helpless, can only move his body to: "Su Jin Huai, you are usually very smart, how to compare with your father, you also follow silly."

Su Xiao picked him up, put him on his leg, and began to unbutton him.

Fu Qisen then heard the sound. He put his head forward and looked at a woman who had already got up, but he was holding his son to play tricks. A trace of displeasure flashed on his face: "I just dressed him. What do you do?"

Su Xiao this just looked at him, two eyes almost stare straight.

At the moment, Fu Sen's apron is just below his waist. It's funny that he can't wear his apron at the bottom of his waist. It's funny that he can't wear his apron even though he's wearing it.

Coupled with his impeccable face, Su Xiao is how to see how to laugh.

But at this moment, she was still trying to hold back, opening: "you see, what kind of clothes are you wearing?"

The pocket is under the neck and the whole garment is turned over. It happened that Su Jinhuai's dress was elastic in neck and belly, but it seemed to cause the illusion of inversion. But this is obviously the wrong one.

Fu Qisen frowned and looked at Su Jinhuai's smiling face. He felt that the boy was intentional. Just when he dressed him, he felt that something was wrong, but Su Jinhuai insisted on wearing it like this. He looked at it and felt OK, so he didn't go into it. The boy clamoured to eat. He was busy living. As a result, a woman said that he was wearing it backwards...

the expression on Fu Qisen's face was so wonderful that Su Xiao narrowed her eyes. Such a rare ease, even she did not find.

"Fu Qisen, do you have someone to help you dress at home?"

Su Xiao suddenly thought of the life of the ancient emperor, the days when the clothes came to reach out and the food to open up.