The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Qing Muchen can't say what kind of mood it is, but when he leaves home so many times, this is the first time he will go home, and he will be somewhat eager.

This kind of mood, even if I have been away from the Qing family for a few years, I have never had it.

Moxier is still asleep. She has been sleeping habits these days. It seems that she has forgotten that this is the Qing family. The real owner of this room is Qing Muchen.

Her sleeping position was a bit arrogant, fell asleep and fell asleep, probably still feels uncomfortable, and the soft white arm groped for the pillow that jing Muchen slept, and she hugged it together with her own.

She used to sleep with something. When she was a child, her father often liked to send dolls to her. Unconsciously, she developed the habit of holding things to sleep.

However, after she had a lot of squad, she was restrained by her.

When Qing Muchen was absent, all the habits of the past were also prototypes.

Moxier also has a habit of sleeping and picking up the skirt to sleep, which will make her feel cool.

However, after encountering Qing Muchen, all of them were automatically hidden by her.

Qing Muchen stood next to her, watching her not need to do his hands, the skirt that was actively picked up, the eyes dark and faint.

The temperature of his eyes was very high. When Moxi fell asleep, he could feel the temperature around him and suddenly rose.

She slept a little uncomfortable, her body turned to the outside, uncomfortable, and turned sideways inside.

Still feel that some are not comfortable, she simply turned to the outside.

One lap, one lap, another lap, it will turn over to the bed, and Qing Muchen’s arms stretch out in time to smash her body.

His shot was very quick, and he didn't even let Moxier wake up.

Qing Muchen embraced her arms, her eyes slowly drifted along her body curve, and the final spot of the gaze was Moxier sticking to his chest.

Qing Muchen’s head was squatting, holding her arm, and it was hot.

This woman, did not wear bra!

Moxier's body was very light, slender and petite. When he was squatting, the whole person curled up into a ball, and it was so clever that he even leaned in his arms.

At this time, she is very different from sleeping in peacetime.

In the past, Mo Xier, when he slept, was basically wrapped up in a strict manner, and he would not take the initiative to approach him.

Like a small animal, he did not have any resistance to him, and even scorned him with his head.

In fact, Qing Muchen has never been a gentle person. She just stared at her sleeping position and watched it for so long. All her brains thought about how to indulge and how to be rude.

However, looking at the current so soft, so cleverly cuddling with her, Qing Muchen suddenly could not bear it.

In fact, Moxier has been sleeping very lightly. I don’t know what happened tonight, but I have never woken up.

Her head is very heavy, probably knowing that Qing Muchen is not there, so she sleeps relatively freely, and she does not wake up in the subconscious.

Qing Muchen didn't wake her up. For him, what he wanted to do, whether she was asleep or awake, would have no effect on him.

Qing Muchen stared quietly at her in her arms. The slender fingertips lifted her pajamas and his hands darted into it.

The advantage of not wearing bra is that it is convenient to do anything.

Qing Muchen's skin wanders in her clothes, every inch of skin has not let go, and the movement is slow as if it is exploring.