Chapter 1424
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"Isn't there a nanny?" As a female president who is usually good at handling company affairs, she is always extra patient when facing her lover, and she is not as cold as the rumors say, but her temperament is still there. When the face comes, the figure is very good-looking.
Mr. Bo didn't move his hand away, as if he knew she was uncomfortable, but his breath still touched her snow-white neck: "The nanny's cooking is not delicious."
Not surprisingly, the back trembled: "I'll cook some porridge for you."
"I don't want to drink porridge now..." Probably the hint was too obvious, because his slender fingers were already on the buttons of her suit, with a smile, and his voice was a little deep: "Jiu is not here today."
Can't resist that temptation.
Even if someone has said that the guy in that house won't be as simple as he seems.
But still can't resist.
And he is like a little puppy in front of her, always taking her comfort as the criterion.
Only in this kind of thing, will he show his ruthless side.
When he realized that he was picked up and landed on the floating platform, the temperature in the room was already very high, and everything seemed impossible to express in words.
Only the fluctuating heartbeat in the ear.
And the feeling that she couldn't control it anymore.
I didn't even have time to ask him where he went today.
He was brought into the lingering whole body.
Probably two people didn't know each other through dating.
So, even now.
Sometimes she still can't let go.
But the one younger than her didn't allow her to let go.
He always tried his best to keep her calm.
The sound of buttons falling on the ground is very loud.
It's always a shame.
When the numbness hit, I just felt that that person was too mature.
How could it be a little milk dog.
It probably took only three days from the time we met to get married.
She never asked him if he wanted to.
Now that my daughter is four and a half years old, it seems inappropriate to ask such a question again.
But why is this person in front of me getting younger the longer he grows.
Instead, she was already three years older than him, and she was about to grow old.
I don't know why, he can't seem to see it.
Is it because the needs of young people are relatively large.
Thinking of this, my thoughts will inevitably wander.
But he was dissatisfied with her inattention, bent down, and bit her collarbone: "Mrs. Bo, the temptation outside is too great, so you can't even concentrate when you go home?"
Shouldn't she be asking him this?
He is still in graduate school.
How hot those college girls are, she saw it the last time she drove to pick him up.
Those people didn't seem to mind that he still had her Jiajiu on his head.
Said that men with children are more attractive.
Others said it was impossible for him to have children at his age.
He really doesn't look like a father.
She still remembers that one big and one small sitting on the steps of the university, looking at her with the same expression, with a look of pity on my face, as if she would be a heinous villain if she let them dove again.
Eighty percent of Jiu's personality is inherited from him.
She also knew that those hot girls in college thought she was his sister when they saw her pick him up.
But this, she never told him.
After all, young graduate students are more likable.
It's just that he seems to be very busy recently...
Looking at the face in front of him that was obviously out of shape, Mr. Bo narrowed his eyes, and the strength of his hands became obviously heavier.
She still wanted to struggle: "No, clothes..."
"There are many such suits at home."
When the breath is really dry and hot.
It's still snowing outside.
In the darkness, only each other's body temperature is constantly rising.
Her whole body was covered with a thin layer of sweat from being tormented by him.
He pushed her long hair away from his face, let her hands wrap around his neck, his eyes were as deep as the night outside.
To be honest, when will his wife stop thinking about age.
He is younger than her and it's not what he wants.
But in her eyes, he always seems to be different.
After a low laugh, Mr. Bo hugged the exhausted beauty and restored his image of a little milk dog.
The weather outside didn't clear up until the next day.
When the sun shines down.
Everything seemed alive.
European-style courtyards are always beautifully manicured.
There will definitely be lawns and trees, and a white fence that wraps around.
On one side of the wall, there are green plants climbing up and together with the sunlight, shaking out broken silhouettes.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block it, but still felt it was dazzling, which made him subconsciously roll his eyes.
Unexpectedly, what came into view was a white and tender sleeping face.
When a certain little tiger fell asleep, it seemed to be a real little angel.
The eyelashes are very black and long, with well-defined roots. When they are pulled down, they can even fall on the face, and the cheeks are plump.
The mouth is slightly open, holding his thumb in its mouth, and moving it, it's very skinny.
Not only that, but one of her hands was still on her waist, as if she was protecting him.
Qin Mo took a deep breath.
Did this little tiger think that she was taller than him, so he hugged him in this hugging position?
After calming down his expressions, he originally wanted to lift the blankets on the two of them and get out of bed.
Just as soon as she moved her finger, she heard her call: "Momo."
She didn't wake up, and the voice of Momo was also unintentional.
Maybe it was a dream.
But such a fierce little milk voice still made Qin Mo feel soft-hearted that he shouldn't have.
Instead of calling her up, she stretched out her hand and placed it on her forehead.
The two were close to each other.
This way you can touch it with your hand.
As far as Qin Mo is concerned, he has never been so close to anyone of his age.
After testing the temperature of the other party, he turned his face away again.
For some reason, I fell asleep in this position last night.
In any case, this little tiger must not be allowed to know.
It's also pity on our young master Qin.
Before meeting a certain little tiger.
Young Master Qin never knew what black history was.
But now, when I think about the height difference between them, when I think about being picked up from the bathtub by a little tiger yesterday, when I think about being seen by the other party as a girl because of my looks.
Qin Mo couldn't help but squinted his eyes. When he got up, he felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. He loosened the neckline of his pajamas and planned to wash up.
But before he could take a step, a voice sounded behind him. The man seemed to have not woken up yet, and the voice was still vaguely childlike: "Momo, why are you awake? Are you going to pee? I want to go too, let's go together..."
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"Isn't there a nanny?" As a female president who is usually good at handling company affairs, she is always extra patient when facing her lover, and she is not as cold as the rumors say, but her temperament is still there. When the face comes, the figure is very good-looking.
Mr. Bo didn't move his hand away, as if he knew she was uncomfortable, but his breath still touched her snow-white neck: "The nanny's cooking is not delicious."
Not surprisingly, the back trembled: "I'll cook some porridge for you."
"I don't want to drink porridge now..." Probably the hint was too obvious, because his slender fingers were already on the buttons of her suit, with a smile, and his voice was a little deep: "Jiu is not here today."
Can't resist that temptation.
Even if someone has said that the guy in that house won't be as simple as he seems.
But still can't resist.
And he is like a little puppy in front of her, always taking her comfort as the criterion.
Only in this kind of thing, will he show his ruthless side.
When he realized that he was picked up and landed on the floating platform, the temperature in the room was already very high, and everything seemed impossible to express in words.
Only the fluctuating heartbeat in the ear.
And the feeling that she couldn't control it anymore.
I didn't even have time to ask him where he went today.
He was brought into the lingering whole body.
Probably two people didn't know each other through dating.
So, even now.
Sometimes she still can't let go.
But the one younger than her didn't allow her to let go.
He always tried his best to keep her calm.
The sound of buttons falling on the ground is very loud.
It's always a shame.
When the numbness hit, I just felt that that person was too mature.
How could it be a little milk dog.
It probably took only three days from the time we met to get married.
She never asked him if he wanted to.
Now that my daughter is four and a half years old, it seems inappropriate to ask such a question again.
But why is this person in front of me getting younger the longer he grows.
Instead, she was already three years older than him, and she was about to grow old.
I don't know why, he can't seem to see it.
Is it because the needs of young people are relatively large.
Thinking of this, my thoughts will inevitably wander.
But he was dissatisfied with her inattention, bent down, and bit her collarbone: "Mrs. Bo, the temptation outside is too great, so you can't even concentrate when you go home?"
Shouldn't she be asking him this?
He is still in graduate school.
How hot those college girls are, she saw it the last time she drove to pick him up.
Those people didn't seem to mind that he still had her Jiajiu on his head.
Said that men with children are more attractive.
Others said it was impossible for him to have children at his age.
He really doesn't look like a father.
She still remembers that one big and one small sitting on the steps of the university, looking at her with the same expression, with a look of pity on my face, as if she would be a heinous villain if she let them dove again.
Eighty percent of Jiu's personality is inherited from him.
She also knew that those hot girls in college thought she was his sister when they saw her pick him up.
But this, she never told him.
After all, young graduate students are more likable.
It's just that he seems to be very busy recently...
Looking at the face in front of him that was obviously out of shape, Mr. Bo narrowed his eyes, and the strength of his hands became obviously heavier.
She still wanted to struggle: "No, clothes..."
"There are many such suits at home."
When the breath is really dry and hot.
It's still snowing outside.
In the darkness, only each other's body temperature is constantly rising.
Her whole body was covered with a thin layer of sweat from being tormented by him.
He pushed her long hair away from his face, let her hands wrap around his neck, his eyes were as deep as the night outside.
To be honest, when will his wife stop thinking about age.
He is younger than her and it's not what he wants.
But in her eyes, he always seems to be different.
After a low laugh, Mr. Bo hugged the exhausted beauty and restored his image of a little milk dog.
The weather outside didn't clear up until the next day.
When the sun shines down.
Everything seemed alive.
European-style courtyards are always beautifully manicured.
There will definitely be lawns and trees, and a white fence that wraps around.
On one side of the wall, there are green plants climbing up and together with the sunlight, shaking out broken silhouettes.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block it, but still felt it was dazzling, which made him subconsciously roll his eyes.
Unexpectedly, what came into view was a white and tender sleeping face.
When a certain little tiger fell asleep, it seemed to be a real little angel.
The eyelashes are very black and long, with well-defined roots. When they are pulled down, they can even fall on the face, and the cheeks are plump.
The mouth is slightly open, holding his thumb in its mouth, and moving it, it's very skinny.
Not only that, but one of her hands was still on her waist, as if she was protecting him.
Qin Mo took a deep breath.
Did this little tiger think that she was taller than him, so he hugged him in this hugging position?
After calming down his expressions, he originally wanted to lift the blankets on the two of them and get out of bed.
Just as soon as she moved her finger, she heard her call: "Momo."
She didn't wake up, and the voice of Momo was also unintentional.
Maybe it was a dream.
But such a fierce little milk voice still made Qin Mo feel soft-hearted that he shouldn't have.
Instead of calling her up, she stretched out her hand and placed it on her forehead.
The two were close to each other.
This way you can touch it with your hand.
As far as Qin Mo is concerned, he has never been so close to anyone of his age.
After testing the temperature of the other party, he turned his face away again.
For some reason, I fell asleep in this position last night.
In any case, this little tiger must not be allowed to know.
It's also pity on our young master Qin.
Before meeting a certain little tiger.
Young Master Qin never knew what black history was.
But now, when I think about the height difference between them, when I think about being picked up from the bathtub by a little tiger yesterday, when I think about being seen by the other party as a girl because of my looks.
Qin Mo couldn't help but squinted his eyes. When he got up, he felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. He loosened the neckline of his pajamas and planned to wash up.
But before he could take a step, a voice sounded behind him. The man seemed to have not woken up yet, and the voice was still vaguely childlike: "Momo, why are you awake? Are you going to pee? I want to go too, let's go together..."
"Isn't there a nanny?" As a female president who is usually good at handling company affairs, she is always extra patient when facing her lover, and she is not as cold as the rumors say, but her temperament is still there. When the face comes, the figure is very good-looking.Mr. Bo didn't move his hand away, as if he knew she was uncomfortable, but his breath still touched her snow-white neck: "The nanny's cooking is not delicious."Not surprisingly, the back trembled: "I'll cook some porridge for you.""I don't want to drink porridge now..." Probably the hint was too obvious, because his slender fingers were already on the buttons of her suit, with a smile, and his voice was a little deep: "Jiu is not here today."Can't resist that temptation.Even if someone has said that the guy in that house won't be as simple as he seems.But still can't resist.And he is like a little puppy in front of her, always taking her comfort as the criterion.Only in this kind of thing, will he show his ruthless side.When he realized that he was picked up and landed on the floating platform, the temperature in the room was already very high, and everything seemed impossible to express in words.Only the fluctuating heartbeat in the ear.And the feeling that she couldn't control it anymore.I didn't even have time to ask him where he went today.He was brought into the lingering whole body.Probably two people didn't know each other through dating.So, even now.Sometimes she still can't let go.But the one younger than her didn't allow her to let go.He always tried his best to keep her calm.The sound of buttons falling on the ground is very loud.It's always a shame.When the numbness hit, I just felt that that person was too mature.How could it be a little milk dog.It probably took only three days from the time we met to get married.She never asked him if he wanted to.Now that my daughter is four and a half years old, it seems inappropriate to ask such a question again.But why is this person in front of me getting younger the longer he grows.Instead, she was already three years older than him, and she was about to grow old.I don't know why, he can't seem to see it.Is it because the needs of young people are relatively large.Thinking of this, my thoughts will inevitably wander.But he was dissatisfied with her inattention, bent down, and bit her collarbone: "Mrs. Bo, the temptation outside is too great, so you can't even concentrate when you go home?"Shouldn't she be asking him this?He is still in graduate school.How hot those college girls are, she saw it the last time she drove to pick him up.Those people didn't seem to mind that he still had her Jiajiu on his head.Said that men with children are more attractive.Others said it was impossible for him to have children at his age.He really doesn't look like a father.She still remembers that one big and one small sitting on the steps of the university, looking at her with the same expression, with a look of pity on my face, as if she would be a heinous villain if she let them dove again.Eighty percent of Jiu's personality is inherited from him.She also knew that those hot girls in college thought she was his sister when they saw her pick him up.But this, she never told him.After all, young graduate students are more likable.It's just that he seems to be very busy recently...Looking at the face in front of him that was obviously out of shape, Mr. Bo narrowed his eyes, and the strength of his hands became obviously heavier.She still wanted to struggle: "No, clothes...""There are many such suits at home."When the breath is really dry and hot.It's still snowing outside.In the darkness, only each other's body temperature is constantly rising.Her whole body was covered with a thin layer of sweat from being tormented by him.He pushed her long hair away from his face, let her hands wrap around his neck, his eyes were as deep as the night outside.To be honest, when will his wife stop thinking about age.He is younger than her and it's not what he wants.But in her eyes, he always seems to be different.After a low laugh, Mr. Bo hugged the exhausted beauty and restored his image of a little milk dog.The weather outside didn't clear up until the next day.When the sun shines down.Everything seemed alive.European-style courtyards are always beautifully manicured.There will definitely be lawns and trees, and a white fence that wraps around.On one side of the wall, there are green plants climbing up and together with the sunlight, shaking out broken silhouettes.Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block it, but still felt it was dazzling, which made him subconsciously roll his eyes.Unexpectedly, what came into view was a white and tender sleeping face.When a certain little tiger fell asleep, it seemed to be a real little angel.The eyelashes are very black and long, with well-defined roots. When they are pulled down, they can even fall on the face, and the cheeks are plump.The mouth is slightly open, holding his thumb in its mouth, and moving it, it's very skinny.Not only that, but one of her hands was still on her waist, as if she was protecting him.Qin Mo took a deep breath.Did this little tiger think that she was taller than him, so he hugged him in this hugging position?After calming down his expressions, he originally wanted to lift the blankets on the two of them and get out of bed.Just as soon as she moved her finger, she heard her call: "Momo."She didn't wake up, and the voice of Momo was also unintentional.Maybe it was a dream.But such a fierce little milk voice still made Qin Mo feel soft-hearted that he shouldn't have.Instead of calling her up, she stretched out her hand and placed it on her forehead.The two were close to each other.This way you can touch it with your hand.As far as Qin Mo is concerned, he has never been so close to anyone of his age.After testing the temperature of the other party, he turned his face away again.For some reason, I fell asleep in this position last night.In any case, this little tiger must not be allowed to know.It's also pity on our young master Qin.Before meeting a certain little tiger.Young Master Qin never knew what black history was.But now, when I think about the height difference between them, when I think about being picked up from the bathtub by a little tiger yesterday, when I think about being seen by the other party as a girl because of my looks.Qin Mo couldn't help but squinted his eyes. When he got up, he felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. He loosened the neckline of his pajamas and planned to wash up.But before he could take a step, a voice sounded behind him. The man seemed to have not woken up yet, and the voice was still vaguely childlike: "Momo, why are you awake? Are you going to pee? I want to go too, let's go together..."
