Chapter 692 (2/2)
”...” Feng Cheng exclaimed that his son was too sensible!
Mu Qinghuan asked in a loud voice, ”heart! Mom read you story books? ”
”No, I'm a big boy.” The heart slammed the door.
Mu Qinghuan is speechless, so his son sells her?
Feng Cheng asked in a good mood, ”back to the room, or in the living room?”
”In the living room.” Back to the room, do not know what to happen, MuQing happy wish nest in the living room.
”Oh.” Feng Cheng went to the sofa. After putting her down, he sat down with her.
Her arm naturally swept her, closed the city, turned on the TV, like a normal couple, watching TV together, ”what channel do you want to watch?”
”There's a Korean drama that's very popular recently.” Mu Qinghuan whispered.
”Why don't you watch finance with me?” It's natural to say that the city was closed.
Mu Qinghuan is not happy, ”TV series are more interesting.”
”Give me a kiss and I'll agree.” Feng Cheng quickly kisses her lip liner, satisfied, and then hands over the remote control, ”here you are.”
”How did you come back?” Finally, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help asking.
”Because of work.” With no change of face, Fengcheng said solemnly, ”Tang Ming didn't manage the company well. He was in trouble. Of course, I'll come back to have a look.”
At the same time, Tang Ming sneezed three times, ”strange, who is thinking of me?”
”So I come back this time, is to inspect the company...” straddle legs, Feng Cheng holding Mu Qinghuan sitting on his thigh, gentle smile, ”baby OK?”
”Very good.” Mu Qinghuan nodded and said, ”then you should be busy with your work first. I'm sleepy. I'll go to bed.”
”Work... Busy today.” Feng Cheng bowed his head, thin lips just against her clean eyes, ”do you miss me?”
Of course I want to
Mu Qinghuan reached out and patted him on the face. ”I'm going to sleep.”
”Don't make trouble. Talk to me.” Feng Cheng asked again, ”Mu Qinghuan, do you miss me?”
”A little bit.” Mu Qinghuan nodded and admitted that Fengcheng was proud all of a sudden, ”well, darling, you have to think of me every day, or my husband will smoke you.”
It's not fair! Mu Qinghuan asked, ”do you miss me?”
”Want to...” a word, without hesitation, Feng Cheng caught her hand, ”I, every day want to hold you to sleep.”
With that, Feng Cheng's hand became frivolous. He reached out to loosen the button of her coat and wanted to put his hand deep inside.
”You, what do you do?” Stare big eyes, Mu Qinghuan timely stop his salty pig hand, good end of the chat, how to say hands on?
”I...” the hand itched, sealed the city to cry and smile, ”let me touch?”
”No.” Mu Qinghuan resolutely refused.
Fengcheng only felt his throat dry. ”Baby, if I don't touch it, I'll have a look.”
”No way.” Mu Qinghuan doesn't believe in the character of Fengcheng!
”Qinghuan, Qinghuan...” the young and magnetic voice was almost soul stirring, and there was a lot of patience to coax her.
Of course, he also knows how to start quickly, so that she can't stop.
Vaguely, Mu Qinghuan didn't know what had happened. He only remembered that he fought hard, but his salty pig hands still ate tofu