The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

When Moxi was dining, he looked very casually at the nearby Charlotte bouquet.

"How come you suddenly think about sending flowers?"

The tableware in the hands of Qing Muchen was put on hold, and when she raised her face, she returned to her. "I like it, have opinions?"

His tone is still what I want, and whoever manages the hegemony.

Moxier’s way of talking to him has long been eccentric, and he did not care about him.

“Why is Charlotte?” I changed the subject and she asked again.

Her words are casual, and she asks what she wants.

However, the answer of Qing Muchen is to make her very surprised.

"Don't think that only the Charlotte is the most special in the flower?" Qing Muchen raised his face, his hands supported the gang, and the answer was very casual.

He pointed out that Charlotte is divided into two types, Mr. Charlotte and Mrs. Charlotte.

A name represents the flower of a couple.

The hand of Moxier who was preparing to take the milk was stiff, and the sleek face slowly lifted up, and her eyes flashed a mistake.

She thought about the many reasons why Jing Muchen always sent this kind of flower, but she did not expect it because of this.

Charlotte, Mrs. Charlotte...

One name is another derivative.

Qing Muchen is also watching her, and Mo Yan is the same as last night, like a whole starry sky, bright and faint.

Moxier was somewhat uncomfortable with him. He slid his face and sipped the milk in the cup. She stood up.

“Don't you still have to go to the company? What do you need to bring in the past? Am I going to help you prepare?”

"All the files on the desk."

"it is good."

Moxier turned his back to him upstairs.

Her pace is very fast, cotton slippers on the wooden floor creaking sound, it seems very urgent, like, staying here for a point, it will make people sneak out their secrets.

Qing Muchen quietly listened to the footsteps that slowly disappeared in her ear. The fingertips gently touched her chin again and again, thinking about her explanation before going out to the bathroom last night. His lips couldn’t help but Going up.

After taking the mobile phone next to him, he called his assistant to a phone call. "Help me book a hotel tonight."

"Single bed, double bed? One person or two people?" The assistant did not respond.

"Two!" Qing Muchen gritted his teeth and returned to him.

"And Mrs. Shao?" The assistant was probably just awake for a long time at this time, and he was very confused and courageous.

"Yeah." Rarely, Qing Muchen actually had a mood to answer him.

The assistant was silent for a few seconds, as if he was a little surprised.

After a few seconds, the decibel on the other end of the phone suddenly rises high, "Open the house?"

"Is there any opinion?" Qing Muchen returned to him very coldly.

The assistant "hehehehe" smiled and was busy with the smile. "No! You are called a normal cohabitation! I will go to arrange it for you right away!"

I am about to hang up, as if I think of something, suddenly added a sentence, "Right, what do you need to prepare?"

"What do you say?" Qing Muchen sighed back to him.

"I know, I know, this is going to do it!" The assistant smiled slyly and hung up the phone.

Qing Muchen casually took the phone to the side and continued to use his own meal.

Moxier came down in a few minutes, and the time it came down was just right, just after he had finished using the meal, he didn't even let him wait for a minute.