The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Xixi did not explain much, and turned and continued to be busy.

Tong Xixi looked at her with a faint look, and the eyebrows were screwed.

The wedding was still going on as usual, and it was not affected by the disappearance of Moxier.

What Sixi didn't think was that when Qing Muchen was busy preparing for the wedding, he even started looking for Moxier.

This time, he did not look abroad, but directly spread out from one place and one place in his own place.

What the recent West Side has done seems to have become a little absent-minded, and I don’t know what is going on in my head.

It is another week later.

Qing Muchen makes people customize the wedding dress!

It wasn't a selection of the original set of drawings. What shocked everyone in the house was that he designed the wedding dress in the design drawings that Tong Xixi took as a reference!

When a piece of real thing was sent to the house, a room next to his bedroom was full!

Xixi passed by outside the room, and his eyes were stunned by large pieces of snow in the house.

The line of sight was stiff and she stared at the row of rows of wedding dresses in the room. Her heart was like a soft tap on something, and it swayed gently.

Qing Muchen stood at the door of his room, his eyes slanted to her, staring at her with a long eye, and picked her eyebrows.

"Miss Cessy, what do you think?"

The abrupt voice made Sicily look back and his face was slightly uncomfortable.

"Nothing." The line of sight staggered, she calmly returned to him, turned and wanted to go, but was screamed by Qing Muchen. "Since it is here, just take the opportunity to refer to it!"

Again reference!

The West is a stiff face.

He prepared his wedding, why do you like to drag her into the water?

"I still have other things to do!" I ignored his words, and I wanted to leave as soon as I opened my leg. Qing Muchen suddenly stood in front of her and blocked the road ahead of her.

Xixi raised his face and stared at his chin, which was close at hand, and pushed his hand. "You interfered with my work!"

Her strength is quite big, only, pushed twice, did not push.

Xixi was very helpless to him, he took a deep breath and his face lifted up. "What does the young master need me to do?"

Qing Muchen’s gaze swept away from her face, and her lips twitched with a sarcasm. She returned to her with a cool look. “Miss Cassie feels that she has the right to ask?”

A glimpse of the West, he was asked dumb.

Qing Muchen fainted, his hand grabbed her, and took him to the room.

They have already walked to the wedding dress, and Xixi looked at the hands of the two men, and they couldn’t help but float. "What do the young masters do now is their own identity?"

She is sarcasm that he is always habitual and intimate with her, as if the relationship between the two is a couple.

The steps at the foot of Qing Muchen were taken, sideways, and her eyes turned to her. She first looked at her hand and lifted her eyes. The line of sight was on her eyes. He returned to her very coldly. "Do it for your own people." What is not my right?"

He called her a person of her own.

That kind of tone is like two people are not master servant relations, West is like a woman.

It is a matter of course to say this.

Xixi looked a stagnation, stared at him for a while, automatically filtered his words, and glanced at the rows of dresses.

She really can't refute him now. There is nothing wrong with his words, but it will not be soon!