The Supreme Emperor's Toy Girl

Just like her.

It is clear that such an independent and cold person, but here he has become so sticky and delicate!

She has changed a lot.

However, love makes people change. If it is the price, she will accept it.

He Qing will be back soon.

Fresh and fresh, but the clothes are still only a pair of pajamas, nothing on the upper body.

That Qi Qi code of eight abdominal muscle without any discussion to Luo cloud light eyes inside hit, she want to see all can't!

Her face was a little red. She trembled her eyes and eyelashes. She lowered her head without any trace and made use of the dishes and chopsticks.

He Qing very low smile a: "counsels the bag."

"Yes, I'm a counsellor. I admit it. Can you put on your clothes?"

When Luo Yun said this, he Qing still didn't look up. From the angle of He Qing, her eyelashes were trembling fiercely. It was like scratching his heart. He couldn't hold back and teased: "the rise of touch before, now blush?"

"It's one thing when you are intimate, but it's different when you look at it like this..."

Luoyun light himself have no way!

But she is so shy!

Pinch the chopsticks, she summoned up the courage to look up, just want to say to He Qing, you see, I'm still very brave, the result was he Qing directly came over, grabbed the hand.

Then he led her to press on his abdominal muscle: "touch."

"Don't make trouble. I don't want a good meal to become..." Love the scene!

This kind of thing has not really happened!

And it's still outside the restaurant!

Although they were in the box, they got together and held each other.

To tell you the truth, if it wasn't for her injury, she was still in the recovery period. I'm afraid it would have been really direct at that time I'm in love.

What a shame!

She will never go to that shop again. She always thinks that the waiter knows something, and her eyes are full of ambiguity

"What's on your mind, redder, eh?"

Holding Luo Yun's light chin, he Qing leaned over and gave her a kiss: "what's in the head, dare you say I'm a color?"

"I..."

Luo Yun couldn't help but almost hit his chopsticks on the head.

Fortunately, she was still a little rational. At last, she only twisted his abdominal muscles: "don't play bad, sit down and eat quickly!"

"Yes."

He Qing finally did not tease her, after all, he really can't help but tease, he Qing is too easy to grow up.

It's really completely pinched by her! Tqr1

this is a man's humiliation!

It's humiliating again. As it was in the early morning, he rubbed her and immediately let go.

First he sat down by her, and then he pulled a chair and sat down beside her.

Very close, the arm almost touched the arm, no gap.

Luo Yun gently bit the chopsticks and laughed a little. The smell on the tip of her nose was salty and delicious, but she felt it was like a sweet table.

He Qing flicked her forehead: "not hungry?"

What are you doing?

"Ah? Oh, yes, I'm hungry. "

Luoyun light immediately to Sheng congee, rice are cooked rotten, kneaded with chicken, absolutely soft glutinous good taste.

Luoyun light very shallow taste, the entrance is melt, but just out of the pot inevitably too hot.

She just wanted to say to He Qing, slow down.

As a result, he Qing had already started to eat.

In the end is a man, eating really rough, looking at a bit wolfed down, but Luoyun light feel or very elegant appearance.

This should be nurtured by good family education, right?

However, his performance is a complete affirmation of her cooking skills. Luo Yun feels that watching him like this is happier than hearing all the gorgeous words.

The bottom of my heart seems to put in a small flame, Puchi Puchi, jumping non-stop, such a short time, called her whole body is smoked warm.

I started to be lazy from the bottom of my heart.

Even with his face are showing some lazy, there is not a bite to eat.

He Qing raises Mou to see her: "how?"

"Sleeping too long, a little restless."

Luo Yun gently holds his chin and looks at him with a smile. His eyebrows and eyes are lazy and dazed by the light. It's really like a kitten bathing in the sun.

He Qing did not resist, to rub her, as if the master in love.

Luo Yun's eyes narrowed subconsciously. He was a cat with a scratched chin. He really showed his pet's posture incisively and vividly.

He Qing finally realized that women are cats in their bones.

Gentle and wild, lazy and dexterous.

The combination of these characteristics is excellent in her.

The more he looked, the more he wanted to get her a cat's ear, a cat's tail and a bell around her neck!Luo Yun light instinct feel dangerous, lazy eyes immediately become alert: "what bad water are you taking?"

"Think too much."

He Qing lies with his eyes open.

Luo Yun light just want to annoy him, the doorbell came to join the fun.

Ding Ding Dong, sing this quiet and beautiful.

Luo Yun light subconscious turned to see the door, but he Qing patted his head: "sit, I go to open."

"Wait, suit."

Luo Yun said softly and ran to the sofa. Fortunately, she always prepared a shirt here these days, which is actually what she was wearing.

She likes to lie on the sofa with his T-shirt, wide and loose, especially comfortable.

I didn't expect it would come in handy at this time.

Walked over, she handed to He Qing: "put on, which has naked upper body to see guest?"

Not to mention that the guest may still be a woman!

She's not happy!

"Yes."

When he Qing takes over, he kisses her on the head, and then pats her body: "sit back and continue to eat."

"Well."

Luo Yun nodded, obediently went back, he Qing see her sit well, this will be a T-shirt!

It's Xia Shen.

He came here to deliver the documents.

See he Qing personally open the door for him, he Leng for a while, immediately show the standard smile, respectfully: "Mr. He, good afternoon."

"Yes."

He Qing motioned him to come in. Xia Chen noticed that he always wore such casual clothes!

This kind of home style, Xia Chen really is the first time to see.

As a man, we all have to admit that Mr. He is really a natural hanger. Even if he is a T-shirt, he has a big brand style.

Especially when he walks, Leng has an illusion of watching the international t-show!

Summer sink didn't restrain to see a few more eyes, until he Qing asked him: "Leng do what?"

Push glasses, Xia Chen stand straight, professional secretary posture stand show: "Mr. He, I have three documents need your signature."

"Bring it here."

He Qing has already sat back to Luo Yunqing. The dining table is really not an office occasion.

But he Qing doesn't think, and he has such an imperial bearing no matter where he is. The dining table turns into a desk!