The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

When Moxier saw the name of the ink bottle in the box, he already felt that there would be some wind and waves between the two.

The behavior of Qing Muchen confirmed her concern.

His movements are very fast and seem to be abandoning.

The place to throw is the rose bush of the garden.

After you lost it, wipe your hand with a towel.

In fact, Moxier did not see the gift, but he was thrown by him when he got his hand. Her face was a little stiff.

Why did he deal with her things like this?

"You can't handle my things like this!" Pushing him away, Moxier wants to go, but he is salvaging back by pressing his arm.

"Like me to send you ten identical!" Very disdainful snoring, involving her hand, wanting to take her hard to go to the restaurant, Moxier took his hand coldly.

“Is the original gift so casual for Mr. Qing?” Moxier’s eyes floated down to the gift box he had just sent her, and the lips smacked, and she pushed him away to the gift of the ink. Go where you are going.

Qing Muchen stood stiff and stood in the cold, watching her movements coldly, her face slightly distorted.

Is she sarcastic about his three days of behavior?

Qing Muchen’s forehead blue faintly floated twice, and she was somewhat annoyed at her behavior.

He is full of food and nothing to do, so he has to prepare so much, and he is still struggling in the end!

What makes Qing Muchen angry is that she is because of a ink smack and he argues?

Three days in this villa, the atmosphere of the two people has been harmonious.

Since Moxier and Qing Muchen have been married, there has rarely been such a time.

However, because of a smog, the relationship between the two was instantly returned to the original shape.

The fire that can not be said in the heart of Qing Muchen.

Especially when watching Moxier go out to find a gift.

It’s snowing outside, and it’s still a little bigger.

The entire garden is in a white world.

The place where the gift falls is a lawn, and the lakeside is next to it.

The thing fell into the snow in the end, and the people who rushed to throw it by Qing Muchen did not know that Moxier was definitely not clear.

Looking for a circle in the snow slag, probably did not find it, Moxier made a blasting action that enchanted Chen Muchen.

When she came to the lake, her feet seemed to want to explore the lake and explore.

Qing Muchen looked at her movements coldly, and the whole face suddenly became dark.

Shuangyu glared at her, staring at her movements, and the violent tempering of Qing Muchen produced an impulse to throw her into the cold lake.

Is that man's thing so important?

"Go ahead and step forward, don't think about it!" Cold face, step by step toward him, he warned one word at a time.

Moxier has already walked to the foot of the lake and paused. He turned his head and turned his eyes to him. He stared at him and hesitated, but he turned to face the lake.

One foot tried to explore the lake. She seemed to want to go straight. The front foot just got out of the grass. Behind her, a figure strode in the direction of her, rushing her arm before she fell into the water. Lived.

The speed of Qing Muchen is very fast. How to do it specifically, Moxier does not know.

Moxier looked at him stiffly and looked at him with a slight flash of gaze.

"let me go!"

"I am not ready to take you!" Qing Muchen suddenly smiled coldly.

He smiled very little, his smile was shallow and it was always infiltrating.