The national school idol is a girl

"Isn't there a nanny here?" As a female CEO who is very good at handling company affairs, she is always extra patient when facing her lover. 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 he still pressed his breath on her white neck: "The nanny's cooking is not delicious."

As expected, the back trembled: "I'll cook you some porridge."

"I don't want to drink porridge now..." The hint was probably too obvious, because his slender fingers were already on the buttons of her suit, and with a smile, his voice was a little deep: "Jiu is not here today."

I can't resist that temptation.

Even someone said that the guy from that house wasn't as simple as he seemed.

But still couldn't resist.

And he was like a little puppy in front of her, always based on her comfort.

Only in this kind of thing will his ruthless side be revealed.

When I realized that I was being held up and propped up on the homeless platform, the temperature in the room was already very high, and everything seemed beyond words.

There was only the rising and falling heartbeat in my ears.

And the feeling that she couldn't control it anymore.

There was no time to even ask him where he had been today.

His whole body was brought into the entanglement.

Probably the two people didn't meet through dating.

So, even now.

Sometimes she still can't let go.

But the one who was younger than her didn't allow her to let go.

He always tried his best to keep her calm.

The sound of buttons hitting the ground was very loud.

This is always a shame.

When the numbness hit me, I felt that that person was too mature.

How could it be a little puppy?

Probably when we first met, that impression was so profound.

She picked him up and took him home.

She was raised at home.

It seemed that it naturally became her property.

From the time they met and got married, it only took three days.

She never asked him if he was willing.

Now that my daughter is four and a half years old, it seems inappropriate to raise such a question again.

But why is this person in front of me getting younger and younger as he gets older?

On the contrary, she was already three years older than him and was about to grow old.

I don't know why, but he doesn't seem to be able to see it.

Is it because young people have greater needs?

Thinking of this, my mind will inevitably wander.

But he was dissatisfied with her lack of concentration. He leaned down and bit her collarbone: "Mrs. Bo, is it because the temptation outside is too great that you can't even concentrate on going home?"

Shouldn't she be asking him this?

He is still in graduate school.

She saw how hot the girls at the university were when she drove to pick him up last time.

Those people didn't seem to mind that he had her Jiu Jiu on his head.

Men with children are said to be more attractive.

Some people also say that it is impossible for him to have children at his age.

He certainly didn't look like a father.

She still remembers the young and old sitting on the steps of the university, looking at her with the same expression, with a look of pity on her face, as if she would be a heinous villain if she let them go again.

Eighty percent of Jiu's personality is inherited from him.

She also knew that the hot girls in college thought she was his sister when they saw her picking him up.

But she never told him this.

After all, young graduate students are more likable.

It's just that he seems to be very busy recently...

Looking at the obviously absent-minded face in front of him, Mr. Bo narrowed his eyes and the force of his hand became obviously heavier.

She still wanted to struggle: "No, clothes..."

“There are many more sets like this at home.”

When the breath is really hot and dry.

The snow is still falling outside.

In the darkness, only each other's body temperature continued to rise.

A thin layer of sweat covered her whole body from being tortured by him.

He pushed her long hair away from her face and let her hands wrap around his neck, her eyes as deep as the night outside.

To be honest, when will his wife stop thinking about age.

It was not his wish that he was younger than her.

But in her eyes, he never seemed to grow up.

After letting out a low laugh, Mr. Bo picked up the exhausted beauty and resumed his image as a little puppy.

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 surrounding it.

There are green plants climbing on one side of the wall, and together with the sunlight, they create fragmentary silhouettes.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block it, but it still felt dazzling, which made him subconsciously turn his eyes.

Unexpectedly, what came into view was a white and tender sleeping face.

When a certain little tiger fell asleep, he seemed to be a real little angel.

The eyelashes are very dark and long, with distinct roots. When they are lashed down, they can even fall on the face, and the cheeks are plump.

With his mouth slightly open, he held his thumb in his mouth and moved it very hard.

Not only that, she also put one hand on her waist, as if she was protecting him.

Qin Mo took a deep breath.

Did this little tiger think she was taller than him, so she hugged him in this way?

After calming down their expressions, they originally wanted to lift off the blankets on the two of them and get out of bed.

Just as she moved her fingers, she heard her cry: "Momo."

She didn't wake up, and the indifferent cry came out unintentionally.

Maybe it was something I dreamed about.

But such a fierce little voice still made Qin Mo feel soft-hearted that he shouldn't have.

Instead of asking anyone to get up, he stretched out his hand and placed it on her forehead.

The two people were very close to each other.

This way you can touch it by raising your hand.

As for Qin Mo, he has never been so close to anyone of his age.

After testing the other person's temperature, he turned his face away.

I don't know why I fell asleep in this position last night.

No matter what, let this little tiger know.

It’s also pity for our Young Master Qin.

Before meeting a certain tiger cub.

Young Master Qin never knew what black history was.

But now, when I think about the height difference between each other, when I think about him being picked up from the bathtub by a little tiger yesterday, when I think about being regarded as a girl by the other party because of her appearance, these things happen.

Qin Mo couldn't help but squint his eyes. When he got up, he felt his throat was a little uncomfortable. He loosened the collar of his pajamas and planned to wash up.

But before he could take a step forward, a voice sounded from behind him. The man seemed to have not yet woken up, and his voice was still milky and milky: "Momo, why are you awake? Do you want to pee? I I want to go too, let’s go together.”