The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The rest of the family seems to have finished eating. At lunch time, only Moxier and Qing Muchen are left on the table.

The table of the Qing family is very big, unlike the dining table of the family of three of the Mohist family. The table is small and the seats of the three people are very close. From small to large, the Moxi children feel warm.

The table of the Qing family is at least two meters long. When dining, it is sitting on the left side of the table with Qing Muchen. One is sitting on the right side. The distance is far away, the restaurant is empty, and the dining table makes Moxi feel a little empty.

She doesn't really like the empty space, probably because the Moh's growth environment is too warm.

However, with Qing Muchen, such a long distance, she is very peace of mind.

At least not against him.

Qing Muchen was very quiet in the meal, and did not mention the last night.

Moxier stared at him and looked at him. He looked at him obviously a lot of good looks, thinking that his stomach should be good.

This allowed her to relax the snack.

Although she didn't like him, she didn't bring much trouble to her. She felt that she was not owed.

The room for the children's face upstairs.

It wasn't just Qing Muchen who had drunk more than last night. Shi Yanyang also drank a lot.

More than half of them are blocked by Tong Yan.

In the room where the child was pregnant, the head was too dim. When he woke up, it was already more than twelve o'clock.

There was a faint breath coming around, gently, fresh and imitation of the morning air, even and even, very smelly, very comfortable.

Shi Yanyang gave a slight glimpse, and his line of sight was stiff.

Into the purpose is the face of a child's sleep.

She didn’t actually drink much alcohol last night. At least, she didn’t know how much she was less than Shi Yangyang.

However, probably because of the warmth of the bed last night, she felt very sleepy.

Woke up even later than drunken people.

Shi Yanyang actually had little impression of what happened last night. When she woke up, she saw her lying next to her. He was slightly surprised.

The line of sight slowly moved down her face, glanced at her body close to her chest, and his eyebrows picked and turned to her hand.

When Tong Yan slept last night, in order to prevent accidents, he was very open.

The two have a bed at the end and a bed at the outer end, separated by a distance of two meters.

She slept fairly, and she felt that her sleep habits should not violate his territory.

however--

Shi Yanyang’s eyes stayed on her hands for a long time, and her eyes were deep and deep, and she could not see any other emotions.

Tong Yan’s hand was placed on his chest, his head was in his shoulder, and the two men’s bodies were interdependent, and the sleeping position fits like a couple who have been married for many years.

She didn't seem to have any consciousness. It was probably that her hand was kept too long and sour. She moved her wrist and her arm was casually placed on him.

She and her height difference, her arm waved, the place where she fell, just his chest, naturally formed a hug posture.

Shi Yanyang was quiet and allowed her movements without interruption.

Tong Yan is still asleep, and there seems to be no sign of waking up.

Shi Yanyang did not bother her, lying quietly on her side, just staring at her quietly.

Tong Yan’s sleep was a bit familiar, and he woke up after a sudden burst of footsteps in the hallway.

There are a lot of servants in the Qing family. It seems that they are busy in and out.