Chapter 827

"..." Mu Qinghuan is in disorder in the wind!

A three-year-old girl said she was ugly?

"I look much better than you Aware that he and a little girl really, Mu Qinghuan himself is speechless.

"Well, ugliness is a fact. Don't deny it." Voice soft, little girl quickly white Mu Qinghuan one eye, strange is, Mu Qinghuan don't feel angry, but think this girl is very interesting.

In his mind, he unconsciously outlined a picture: Xiao Qinghuan eating a pacifier and crying for his mother.

"Open your eyes, I'm much better than snake face, OK?" Mu Qinghuan believes that it is necessary to correct the beauty of the little girl.

"Auntie, you have a big face, not baby fat." The little girl is so eloquent.

To these two people's conversation can't help laughing, Huo Shaoyang advised, "Niuniu, say goodbye to aunt."

"Bad aunt, a little bit." Little girl vomited tongue, finally or clever said, "aunt, goodbye!"

"Good bye." Turning back to the hotel room again, Mu Qinghuan thought that he would step on the waves in the afternoon when the city was closed. Unexpectedly, he was lying on the bed with his bathrobe half untied, one leg bent and his eyes sexy. He was a charming person.

"Won't you go out in the afternoon?" Mu Qinghuan, who has been sunburned, should not go out even if he is killed.

"I'll sleep with you for fear that someone will be jealous." His mouth of sleep, actually just a simple sleep, no small action.

Mu Qinghuan is not used to it. He tosses and turns and doesn't sleep well.

A certain part of the body was infuriated, the closure of the city decided to fight violence with violence, first pressure, first say!

"Well..." stare big innocent eyes, Mu Qing Huan Lengzheng looking at Feng Cheng, "how do you suddenly lose heat?"

"Didn't you tease me?" The tone is low. Feng Cheng moves and kisses her forehead. "What can I do? I think I'm too greedy. I want a little Qinghuan. Can you give me a little Qinghuan?"

He has been repeating the three words "OK"?

When a man is coquettish, his lethality is not weaker than that of a woman!

Also said, "Qinghuan, I will love you more in the future, give me a little Qinghuan."

"A daughter is not something I can have if I want to. What if it's still a son?" Mu Qinghuan first gave Fengcheng an injection.

Feng Cheng Fu Er, others want to have a son, but they can't. why is their family against him?

"No matter, it must be the little princess this time." Hold up her little PP, then put on the pillow, seal the city hands and feet open.

"Ah..." the whole room is full of peach color ambiguity.

After that, Feng Cheng lay on her back and said, "I'll dress up and take you to meet a friend of mine."

"Who is it?" Mu Qinghuan blinked, "male or female?"

"Men." Feng Cheng frowned, and the next sentence was, "it's a pity that I'm not handsome."

"Narcissism." In order not to disgrace Fengcheng, Mu Qinghuan specially dressed up.

White Peng Peng skirt in the waist hard received a, skirt is very amazing, let the chest is very prominent, clean and concise.

Long hair will be spread over the shoulder, Mu Qinghuan put on a delicate makeup.

Looking left and right in the mirror, I felt very satisfied. Mu Qinghuan put on her high-heeled shoes again. It was as clean as a fairy, but it was charming.

"You didn't dress like this when we went out." No, he's jealous.

"I'm trying to decorate your appearance. I won't disgrace you."

As for dating... Mu Qinghuan is usually light makeup. After all, I've known each other for so long, and I know how many kilos each other is.

"It's so beautiful. I'm afraid I'll miss it." Feng Cheng hugs Mu Qinghuan from behind and refuses to let go. "Let's take it off and put on our shirts."

"Well, I specially brought a perspective shirt. It's almost the same as not wearing it." Mu Qinghuan's voice just fell, and his face turned black. "Don't make trouble. Show me tonight."

"Beautiful you." Du mouth, Mu Qinghuan to tell the truth, "I'm the mother of two babies, how can't be missed, you don't want to be jealous."

"It's like a child's mother, like an underage girl. I just want to push you down." He likes to flirt, but seldom so glib.

"It's really beautiful." In order to declare sovereignty, Fengcheng has been holding Mu Qinghuan's waist since she entered the elevator and forced her to take her to her arms.

restaurant.

Exquisite and luxurious.

Graceful crystal lamp, leaning down from the roof, makes every corner shine.

"I'm sorry, fourth brother. I'm in a meeting now. I can't come. You can eat first."

Smell speech, seal the city close the mobile phone, catch Mu Qinghuan's small hand, "my friend has something to do temporarily, do not have time to come over, we eat first, as a date."

"Cheers." Mention goblet, Mu Qinghuan elegant a, but don't want to come two uninvited guests.

"What a coincidence." It's Mr. Liu. He took the narcissus and sat down, "let's eat together?"

"Sorry, I'm dating my wife today." Cold under the eyes, the closure of the city directly under the guest order.

"How boring is it to be together? Besides, after returning to the room... "Mr. Liu's tone is ambiguous," it's interesting to have a meal when there are too many people. Did you order? "

What is thick skinned, Mu Qinghuan really understood.

It's said that successful people usually have several special talents. They are either willing to eat or willing to go out. Mr. Liu is definitely the latter. He is the kind who relies on his thick skin.

"Qinghuan, let's go back to our room to eat." As for the meal, the closure of the city was a handout.

"Eat here." It's rare to dress up. Mu Qinghuan doesn't want to go back so early.

Feng Cheng nodded and reluctantly agreed to join the table.

"Qinghuan, you look so good today. What's the special day today?" Narcissus ponders, today is not fourth brother's birthday, what day will it be?

"I just dressed up and ate with my husband." Too lazy to explain, Mu Qinghuan's eyes twinkled and he was on guard against Narcissus.

In an instant, Narcissus face a burst of red, a burst of white, is mu Qinghuan back to memory?

Flustered, Narcissus can hardly hold chopsticks.

Aware of the abnormality, Mu Qinghuan glanced at the narcissus.

The meal ended in a strange atmosphere.

I don't know why. Mr. Liu drank a lot tonight.

The Narcissus helped him back to his room and went back to the restaurant to get his handbag.

But unexpectedly found that the entire restaurant only Fengcheng.

"Qinghuan, did you go to the bathroom?" Narcissus asked with a smile.

"She said she was tired, so she went back to her room to have a rest first." After sealing the city, he put down the goblet and the goblet with reserve, turned the mouth of the goblet a circle, then turned around, and a fierce flash flashed across his eyes.

Pick eyebrows, Narcissus immediately picked up the glass, leaving a lipstick mark, but found a string of numbers on the mouth of the cup... 8888.

It's the number of this restaurant's presidential suite.

What does he mean by that?