Chapter 796

Maybe Mu Qinghuan's eyes are too hot.

As soon as Fengcheng came out of the bathroom, he subconsciously looked at his waist

At a glance, it is clear that muqinghuan is thinking.

Bad bad smile, sealed City barefoot, a few steps to the bedside.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Mu Qinghuan only felt strange. Why is his head down?

It turned out that she fell, little PP tilted, head down.

She forgot to stand up, but went to see him for the first time

God, how hungry is she?

Fortunately, he was wearing a bath towel and knew how to hide his shame!

She was afraid that he would be naked!

As for the fact that he said he would not wear it tonight, it seems that he was deliberately angry!

This guy is so small-minded!

Smaller than the eye of a needle!

"What game are you playing, handstand?" Standing in front of her, he asked with interest. His eyes crossed her white legs, and he even wanted to see more

Blushing, Mu Qinghuan did not speak, but she was sure that he must have done it on purpose!

He knew clearly that she was looking at him.

But he knew it! Too bad!

"Wife, come and blow my hair." Reclining at the bedside, Fengcheng enjoys the tranquility of this moment.

"Oh." Very clever, Mu Qinghuan stood up, took out the hair dryer from the bedside table, and then a small hand wantonly interspersed in his hair.

He has long hair. Mu Qinghuan can just tease him and blow his hair into various shapes: traitor Zhongfen, evil Qi Sanqi, and even Nezha's mind!

Fengcheng absolutely did not know that his little wife was playing with his hair and was still playing happily.

Eyes red, Mu Qinghuan suddenly want to hold him, thank him to go home, but afraid he was scared.

Just like when I met her just now, he held her tightly all the time. In fact, she was scared and thought that she had met some obscene uncle!

Thinking of his dress at that time, Mu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked suddenly.

"Little second brother..." she lowered her head to kiss his forehead, "thank you for coming back. My son and I have been waiting for you all the time."

The body shape Lengzheng, he seems to be startled for a while, closely followed by her body with both hands, and then very tired, like a rogue, also like a good baby, "Qinghuan, I miss you very much."

"Sorry, I'm late. You can be angry with me." His voice is very low, just like the mellow red wine, one mouthful is intoxicating.

How could she be angry?

It's too late to be happy.

Head a low, Mu Qing Huan soft look at him, the action in the hand also unconsciously put light.

After the hair was dried, Feng Cheng shook his hair impatiently. The broken hair in front of his forehead just became bangs. At first glance, it turned out to be endless evil spirits!

A beautiful man!

But Fengcheng is not satisfied with himself at the moment!

Men with hair, too Niang, not tough enough!

So Fengcheng went straight to the bathroom, thinking, shaving!

"In fact, you are so handsome!" Hopping to the bathroom, Mu Qinghuan almost said, husband, you are too much like Hua Meinan!

But in the end, she was still a little reserved, just stretched out her hand and pulled him a few times, hoping that he would keep his hair for a few days.

"Handsome ghost, I don't like hair, not agile." And really attractive men, must be able to withstand the test of small flat head!

When did he have such a wavy hairstyle?

Where is the cold air?

"But, I like it very much..." he puffed up his cheeks, and Mu Qinghuan looked at him eagerly.

Putong

Fengcheng almost fell down. He wanted to know when his wife's taste changed?

And it's getting so weird?

Two baby's mother, actually likes the flower beautiful male style?

Is this cute little daughter-in-law his wife?

"Mu Qinghuan, do you like Hua Meinan?" He used to, but he didn't notice it at all!

"Mm-hmm!" Nodding heavily, Mu Qinghuan did not dare to reach out to touch his loose bath towel. He flattered him to the extreme and said, "husband, how about keeping your hair for a few days to let me have a good time? It's cute of you to be like this

"I'm a man, not Zhengtai!" He's a 34 year old uncle. He's sick of pretending to be a little Zhengtai!

"Calm down, calm down. I'm just suggesting that you're not happy." Shrugged, Mu Qinghuan turned around and left, but his wrist was pressed in time!

"Mu Qinghuan, as a man, I don't need to be cute or mother. What I want is aura. Can you understand?" Fengcheng cold hum, "I am the highest president of emperor group, really can't be cute!"

"I don't quite understand..." as Mu Qinghuan sipped his lips, he felt that his hair for a few days was totally different from being the president!

"You! Well, if you like, if you want me to have this hair, I can change it properly and keep it for you for a few days. "

These words, the heart that seals a city to say is not willing, the sentiment is not willing.

The reason why I am willing to keep my hair for a few days is to arouse Mu Qinghuan's interest.

Mu Qinghuan was surprised, "really?"

She was surprised that such a male chauvinist like him was willing to pretend to be cute for a few days.

"Well." Since Li Tangyao was also there, he always wanted to make Mu Qinghuan happy. Then he took out a chain of bracelets and said, "do you like the gift I bought you?"

"It's made of colored shells! How beautiful Although the style is old, Mu Qinghuan likes it at first sight!

Just like this dazzling man in front of you, you can fall in love with him with one glance!

"Do you like it?" In her ear, he asked again and again.

"Of course." She eagerly put it on herself, then shook it twice, very satisfied, but worried and asked, "you've been four months..."

She wants to know, what has he been through, and how has he been?

As a result, Fengcheng is just a light sentence, "it's OK, I'm fine."

He didn't want her to worry.

Even though those four months were not easy, at least he survived, didn't he?

"I try to come back to you. That's the most important thing, isn't it?" Witty as he is, move the subject immediately.

"Why don't you tell me the truth?" Mu Qinghuan was at sixes and sevens.

"Baby, I'm fine now. I'm not bad in any part of my body. Why don't you feel it?"

No one is right. Feng Cheng catches her little hand and takes it with him.

Mu Qinghuan immediately wants to withdraw his hand, but he presses it tightly!

When he felt the boneless little hand moving up and down, he had a bad smile on his face.

Wait a minute

Does he want to further

As a result, Fengcheng just said, "baby, I'm hungry. I want to eat what you make."

Is he hungry?

Are you really hungry?

Or a small town?

Swallowing saliva, Mu Qinghuan looked at him nervously.

"I am hungry, really want to eat..." he deliberately, let thin lips against her ear, and then said, "are you thinking?"