The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He regarded all the behaviors of the West as a tactic that she approached him step by step.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" West Xi just didn't react to him, and stared at him for a while, trying to push him away, and the raised hand was easily cut by him.

Holding her hand up against the top of her head, slamming, he slammed against her against the wall behind her.

Although the West is weak, the person who really knows her is very clear. The word "weakness" has never been touched by the girl who grew up in her family.

However, in the face of Qing Muchen, she is like a bird that has been broken wings, so how to flutter, but why not he.

How strong is the strength of men, this is the first two days of the West, and once again felt.

His body mortgaged her so tightly that she could even feel his powerful texture.

The skin of two people is attached to each other through a thin two-layer fabric. The heat from him is like a soldering iron, which is hot and burning.

The West was passively suppressed by him on the wall, and his body was very stiff.

"Qing Muchen, you let me go!" Urgent, and regardless of their identity, she knows his name.

Qing Muchen did not mind this point. From the beginning to the end, he did not take her as a general maid.

How many maids dare to be as arrogant as she is in front of him?

Xixi struggled several times in his arms, did not struggle to open, lifted his legs and tried to marry him.

She shot very fast, fast, without specific training, absolutely not that speed.

Strength, but also very aggressive, the point of finding is also very accurate, is his most vulnerable place under his body.

She seems to be very clear about this, and she is not merciless.

However, seeing the knees touched, but he was stopped by a more agile movement.

Xixi’s ability to respond has never lost many professionally trained men.

However, Qing Muchen is faster than her, and she is not able to see how she is going.

When I turned back to God, my knee was already in his hand.

His palm is as hot as his body.

The palm of the hand was covered with a thin layer of sputum. When she held her leg, the faint roughness rubbed against her skin, causing the body to tremble gently.

Qing Muchen’s eyes were slanted to her, and she did not miss her subtle reaction. He lightly picked his eyebrows, “min/sen?”

If you are ridiculous, you may even wear evil.

The face of Sicily was inexplicably hot, and her eyes were unmovably removed. She once again yelled, "You let me go first!"

Qing Muchen was still talking, controlling her hand to break away, but the body still did not move away from her.

Just owe her to her, and she was confined between herself and the wall. His face was very close to her, and the breath in the West was all his breath.

The strong temper that belongs to men is like an air-like innocence that wraps her, making Sicily's head somewhat dizzy.

This is the first time she has never been so close to a man.

Xixi is very uncomfortable, and it is not suitable for the taste of strangers in the nose. It is even clearer than her own.

The head is wide open and I want to open a little distance with him. However, Qing Muchen is **** her head, stubbornly letting her face it and refuse to let go.

His strength is so great that he is so painful that his chin is banned by his chin.

West China is so big, never so weak in front of anyone.