Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

"I, I didn't expect to receive a gift from someone else...... "

How could I have thought of it? After all, apart from Loban and Joao's parents, Christman and them are not familiar.

There were even people she hadn't seen before, but they remembered their birthdays.

Christman's eyelashes were full of tears, but those few tears seemed to be nostalgic for her white skin, and they refused to fall.

But this time Christman was smiling, unable to let go of the corners of her mouth, letting her tears run down her delicate makeup and drip down her cheeks on the dress veil.

"How could my Manman not receive it? and it was such an important day. Joao took her in his arms and patted her chest with his big warm palm, helping her to calm down.

The breasts, which are not small in the first place, are visually bulging from Joao's point of view, and they are still floating up and down with her breathing, which is even more tempting.

Joao thought that when he bathed Christman yesterday, it was indeed much bigger than in previous years.

And I heard about ...... After having a man, the individual girls will develop again here.

In other words, will it be big?"

"

He's greedy.

Even Christman raised his head to talk to himself, he couldn't hear clearly, these things that had not yet been realized in the future, now thinking about it made him feel unbearable.

He must not go crazy in the future.

"Joao, did you listen to me? Did you tell them that it was my birthday?" Chrissman thought it was still a little strange, she didn't know each other's birthdays, and Joao wouldn't casually tell anyone about her, so how did these people know? "It's

not me. Joao coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and looked straight into her eyes when Christman couldn't understand the lust and dirty desire in his eyes, and even looked back at her from time to time.

"They saw your school profile on the homeroom teacher's desk before, and it said your birthday.

"Isn't everyone already aware of this?" "Since Joao wants to make Chrissman happy, there will be no mistakes, and he has already thought about this.

"Really?" Chrissman blinked, feeling like a dream.

If it's true, she's happy.

On her birthday, the most meaningful birthday, she received many blessings.

"Christman, my darling, what do you not deserve?" João looked at the tip of her nose, one moment delighted and the other worried, as if he was struggling with something.

Christine understands it very well, and Joao understands it even better.

Now, after his words made her settle down, her mood became visibly simple.

Joao felt an indescribable distress in his heart, rushing to his throat, but he couldn't speak.

"Joao, you're right, you've taught me that I deserve anything in the world.

"Yes, never forget. "

Good!"

In terms of temperament, Christman is really like a child, sad emotions come and go quickly, and everything can be left behind.

These gift boxes add up, and there are not many of them, there are about twenty or thirty of them.

Christine spent the rest of her time in the process of unpacking gifts, and Joao was also by his side, pinning her bangs that covered her eyes behind her ears from time to time, and when she saw that the crown on her head was a little crooked, she would seriously straighten it.

Even when Christman is happy to tear him apart and has no time to take care of him, Joao himself will find something to do in Christman, such as tying and tearing the bow and tearing it down, disassembling and tying it up.

Another example is to scan Christman's body with his eyes, and then compare it with before, where he has lost weight and where he has gained weight.

In short, it's explicit.

There are always a lot of gifts, and the ones that girls give are generally some jewelry, while the boys give basically ...... It's a little complicated.

Christine opened it very carefully, not only to read it carefully from beginning to end, but also to put these gifts in the small cabinet that belonged to her, so that Joao looked at it with hot eyes.

Isn't that self-inflicted?

Mornings just passed, and Christman needed to take a nap after lunch.

There is still no movement in the Mo house, but in fact, there are different movements in various places and corners of the Beijing City.

They carried large boxes and boxes of things and piled them up in places that would not disturb discipline and cause blockages of the passages, and at the same time aroused the watch-and-see and exploration of individual people.

But there was nothing on the outside of the boxes that they could recognize, and they walked away.

Today's nap, Christine snooze for more than an hour, she didn't look like someone who had a birthday today, and she didn't get up until four o'clock.

And the groggy head was immediately conscious when Joao brought it to the door.

This is...... Joao didn't let anyone enter that room, not even Christman himself, and the fingerprint combination lock on the door was Joao himself.

"Joao?"

Chrissman was a little confused.

"Baby, are you ready?" Joao covered Christman's eyes like an evil spirit deliberately luring people into a sinister place, "Your birthday will officially start now." "

So, are you ready to accept all of me first?" Christine

was a little apprehensive, she was a little physiologically repulsed by this mysterious little room, after all, the fright she had experienced when she was a child had left a lot of shadows.

But today is different, Joao said that he can see all of him here, "Will you make me scared?" "

I'm sorry Manman, this time it may scare you, but this is the real me, the whole me." "

I'm sorry, but Joao really wants to show Christine what is in it, and he wants to be accepted.

Let him believe in himself for once.

After all, Christman was so tolerant of him.

"Good. Joao was inviting her, maybe he had made some difficult decision himself?

When she felt the light, Christman removed the hand from her eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is a very large oil painting.

The painting is the size of half a wall.

She also recognized the main character, it was Chrissman herself.

But the painting on oneself ......

His face was outrageously red, his eyes were misty, his hands were crossed over his head and tied with red silk tied in the shape of a bow, and one ankle was held by a familiar hand.

She had no clothes to cover, only a white veil ......