The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The expression on the face of Qing Muchen was slightly solidified.

He is actually very curious. He is curious as to whether Tong Yan will suffer!

"I guess Yan Yanjie must be the one above, then attack, so passionate, so direct!" Xiao Zuo lightly carried a small face, when mentioning Tong Yan, his face was full of smiles.

Qing Muchen licked his temples with a headache and corrected his face with cold face. "Shi Yanyang is a man!"

In his opinion, this kind of thing, the man did not suffer from the loss!

On the face of the three-legged cat kungfu, Shi Yanyang can push her down in minutes!

"I see that my brother just enjoyed it below!" Xiao Zuo continued to speak amazingly.

The face of Qing Muchen is slightly distorted.

This dead child!

"For the praise of my brother, above and below, should he only want to be on the top or want to be down?" Xiao Zuo and his age are ten years old, but they talk about special speculation.

The topic he talked about is not much different from that of the grown-up, and there is no special scale.

Fang Chixia heard the conversation between the two people on the corridor not far from Luo Yibei.

She was extremely speechless about Xiao Zuo’s words, and she took the lead and said, “The study is very thorough!”

"Oh...hehe, where? Where?" Xiao Zuo seems to be embarrassed by her. In the following, she still doesn't know how to hold it. "In this respect, Xiaoxi and my brother should have more practical experience. !"

He is joking in the pool.

Fang Chi Xia actually doesn't have a thin face, but he is red when he says his face.

Was blushed by a child!

This made her a special embarrassment, a small left-handed look, she walked toward him a few steps, screwed him and dragged in the direction of Luo Yibei, "You stay aside!"

Xiao Zuo spit out his tongue and made a face at her.

Sitting on the guardrail made of stone next to Luo Yibei, he swayed his legs and slammed his mouth.

Fang Chixia stared at him and glanced at him. He leaned on Luo Yibei and leaned against the guardrail. He said to himself, "I don't want a son in the future, it's not cute!"

Luo Yi North Wei Wei, looking at her side of the eye, did not hesitate, followed her words, he said, "Okay, then don't!"

Fang Chi Xia did not expect that he would recognize it so simply, stunned, and looked at him sideways, she smiled at him.

The fifth generation of the Luo family heirs has not yet been born. In the short conversation between the two, it was so disgusted...

in the room.

Tong Yan is still on the body.

She tried several times, but none of them succeeded.

Every time I had an impulse, my waist was not straight up, and I was pressed back again by Shi Yangyang.

So tossed a few times, Tong Yan was slightly annoyed.

"Shi Shaoye, what are you doing?"

Shi Yanyang ignored her words and kept staring at her.

His eyes are deep, heavy and focused.

Just glaring at her, pressing her on him, he didn't mean it.

"Shi Yanyang, what do you mean in the end?" Tong Yan did not pay attention, the voice raised a bit.

The two are in the pavilion, the room is large and very empty.

As the voice rises, the echo is heard throughout the room.

Shi Yanyang’s eyes flashed through a faint sigh, and he gave her a faint look. The hand that buckled her waist suddenly held her head and pressed her back of the head to her, in the gaze of the child’s face. He lifted his face, his cold lips, and wiped away from her lips.