The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Shi Yanyang’s face did not change. The thin lips were lazy and swaying. He faintly returned to her. “What am I doing?”

After holding her hand on her waist, he applied force, and between the two flips, the position of the two was reversed, and Tong Yan was crushed under him.

His movements are so fast that he is too late to prevent Tong Yan.

When I passed back to God, my body was already crushed by him.

Looking down on the side of her face, Shi Yanyang's face leaned toward her, stopping at a distance of only two or three centimeters from her nose, and his lips were hooked coldly.

"Up and down, I only want to think about it!"

Tong Yan was restrained by him, his hands and feet twitched under him, and he did not struggle. She was cold and ironic. "Is this a trick?"

"Do you see me like?" Shi Yanyang gaze to the side of her face and put her face together in front of her eyes.

His face, although not as indifferent to Luo Yibei, often has no expression on his face.

He is not as fluent as many men. The appearance of his appearance is very clear, the type of cold and noble noble son.

The word “flow/氓” basically does not touch him.

Tong Yan was blocked by a sentence, but he did not know how to answer.

Fortunately, Shi Yanyang did not know whether it was comfortable or something else, and did not embarrass her for how long.

"Get up, the floor is cool!" Standing up from her, he sorted out his clothes and he reached out to her.

Tong Yan stared at his hand and looked at him, letting him take her hand and pull her up. When Shi Yangyang turned and was about to leave, she suddenly went to him without hesitation. The wrist clasped him, and the calf hooked his foot. She seemed to think that she was not prepared to trip him.

However, she failed!

Shi Yanyang stood steadily, like a pine tree. Under one of her actions, her footsteps did not move.

Tong Yan is not reconciled, still licking his legs.

Her head was lowered her head, her arms hugged his waist, and she held him tight.

Shi Yanyang’s gaze was light and his eyes were faint. He glanced at her head and there was no fluctuation in his voice. “What are you doing?”

His tone is not flat.

Tong Yan’s body seemed to be stiff, his face slowly rising, he glanced at him, and looked at his arms next to him, and she let her hands loose as if nothing had happened.

"I just fell down almost, and by the way I used you to stabilize myself." She said that she was understated, as if she had not done anything, and clapped her hands, she calmly went outside the hall.

Shi Yanyang was in the same place, her eyes moving along her figure, staring at her quietly, and her lips slightly pulled down.

Tong Yantou continued to go out without returning. When he came out, Fang Chixia was still a group of people.

Seeing her coming out, Fang Chixia stared at her and looked at it.

Xiao Zuo saw her special positive, carrying her small hand toward her. He leaned back on his small head and smiled and greeted her. "Yan Yanjie is out!"

"Yeah." Tong Yan licked his head and fainted him.

Xiao Zuo smiled at her, then, floated out, "We are just guessing who you are and who is praising your brother."

He never seemed to understand the word to avoid, and he thought of it and said it directly.

The face of the boy’s face was red for a while, and he couldn’t do it.