A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!When Gu Shuangshuang drove into the community, a black ordinary car came out facing him.

In a flash, no one noticed each other.

Going upstairs first, taking a shower and refreshing, without thinking about sleeping, Gu Shuangshuang went downstairs and knocked on Grandma Wang's door. He wanted to know the situation of my brother coming here to pick up the children yesterday, and see if I could inquire about it.

There is no one at Grandma Wang's house.

...

The half-hill villa at nine o'clock, because of its height, is still shrouded in the mist of late autumn and early morning.

In the oversized bedroom on the second floor of the villa, on the oversized bed with small and warm florals, the injured man was curled up with two small buns in the broad and thick arms.

Dad and his pair of fetuses breathed each other, and they slept with a slight smile on their faces.

The left side moved, and the ice cream woke up, his big eyes dizzy, and his little head looked around.

I found out that he was lying on his chest with the arm of the dead and alive, and he slept with unforgivable saliva!

The ice cream was stunned for a long time. It wasn't a surprise in the dark and big eyes. On the contrary, there was a little sweetness in his heart. This sweetness made his mouth cock, but soon he had a series of questions. Where is this?what time is it?Where's mommy?

Shen Mocheng woke up because a short leg kicked the wound on his waist.

It hurts!

He opened his eyes suddenly, but the shadows under his eyes were replaced by the unexpected brilliance.

The daughter woke up, wearing a little belly-pocket and little pants, so pink, in his arms, on his arms, crawling up on his chest, short legs and one foot unceremoniously stepping on his wounds. One small sock fell off, and the other... is about to fall...

Shen Mocheng tilted his face, his facial features were just buried in the little sock that fell on the pillow.

Smelling the socks for the first time, it was fragrant, the fragrance of grandma.

The little sock was taken away by a little hand, and Shen Mocheng raised his head and stared at his daughter's dazed big grape eyes.

The little ice cream just looked at this good-looking man, looked at it, her mouth flattened, and wow, crying: "This is not my house, where is my mommy, Ge Ge, where is mommy? I want mommy... …"

"What's the matter, baby?" The man gently held Xiao Baozi's arm with his big hand, but he was afraid that he might break it, and he stood up at a loss. He turned his head and saw his son reaching for the landline on the bedside table on tiptoe.

Accidentally, the landline hit the carpet.

For a while, the warm and peaceful bedroom was in a mess, crying, crying, and making trouble, leaving a man with a scorched head.

"Little ice cream?"

"Woo..."

"Baby, what's the matter, why are you crying?"

"Mummy..."

"Can you stop crying?"

"Woohoo..."

"Baby, stop for a while..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

The soft bed rose and fell with the cries of the little bun.

The man’s big hands were so clumsy that he wiped his daughter’s tears and became heavy. He tidyed up the crooked bellyband for her daughter. It was even more crooked. He touched his daughter’s tender short legs, but he just lifted it. His calf around a finger, pia, his daughter couldn't stand firmly and fell...

"Did you, did you push me just now?" The little buttocks were on the bed, and the little man with his little chest bursting into tears opened his big injured eyes splashing with water, and his little finger pointed at his father.

Dad raised his hands: "Sorry, I don't have one, I touched my baby's leg..."

"Then you, touched me just now?"

Shen Mocheng: "..."

"Wow!... Mommy said that girls can't be touched casually, no! Woo..."

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I really want to die...

Frowning and hugged his daughter to the center of the bed. The man got out of bed. There was faint bleeding from the waist of the white sweater. He couldn't notice the pain at all, because the headache was about to explode...

Turning his head to see, his son didn't come to coax MM, and glanced at his father coldly.

The old god was holding the landline phone on the ground, studying how to call this antique landline phone that he had never seen before, and he wanted to call Mommy.

Mommy said that she would call her when she wakes up and sees her.

Finally, the number was dialed, and the beeping sound of the phone rang, but Mommy didn't answer the call!

The ice cream frowned, and vaguely heard a familiar cell phone ringtone in the room?

Following the familiar ringtone, Little Ice Cream found a familiar bag on the small shelf, mommy's!

Sure enough, the phone is inside.

The ice cream was holding Mommy's mobile phone, and his big dark eyes rolled around, and he turned around coldly and looked at the tall man beside the bed with one arm slumped and one hand scratching his head.

Shen Mocheng regretted it.

The villa didn't hire a servant, so she worked so hard to help him send the child here, so he ruthlessly drove away the light bulb!

Small-minded, afraid that gentleness will be more valuable for two babies

It's all right now, I can't deal with these two little bastards at all.

Weeping crying, dismantling the landline phone, dismantling the landline phone, and then dismantling the beautiful floor-to-ceiling curtains, dismantling the carpet...

After many many minutes-

"do not Cry."

"It's not good enough, isn't it?!" The tone became more serious.

There was a small ball on the bed, and his belly was awkward, and he paused for a moment. The two wet little fists that were blocking his eyes loosened, and he glanced at the vicious man facing this face.

"Mommy... Mommy can coax it well." Xiaozui'er pouted, so pitifully and earnestly answered Dad.

"..."

Shen Mocheng thought of running downstairs, took the lollipop from the refrigerator, and rushed upstairs again.

The cry was a bit quieter, and I was probably tired.

He unpacked the lollipop and passed the lollipop over: "Eat this? Uncle has this!"

The little hand with tears took it, stretched out his tongue and licked it, the tears were still falling, and licked it again, and said with a slobber: "Why don't you take this out earlier?"

That face of Shen Mocheng, in short, is pretty...

The little Erhuo who had something to gag his nose had no time to cry. Dad hugged his daughter to the bed with his big warm hands with thin calluses, wrapped his daughter's small butt with his five fingers, and let her sit down.

Go to the other side of the bed and pick up two small socks from north to south.

Shen Mocheng frowned and looked at his daughter's little feet. After comparing them, they were not as big as a half of his slap, they were as powdery and white as a small sponge, and their five little toes were too small.

He has only touched his wife's feet in his life.

My wife's feet are also very small. In spring, the soles of the feet have the most beautiful complexion, with pink in their whiteness, as if they have never walked, without any calluses.

The daughter's feet follow her mother.

The small legs, without bones, Shen Mocheng's hands were extraordinarily light, and he finally wore one sock.

When wearing the other one, the little guy didn't cooperate anymore, kicking his short legs and eating a lollipop by himself.

"Baby, there is a sock."

"I can wear it myself, and I can wear it after eating the candy." The ice cream was happy, his big eyes were a little red, but he smiled at his dad while licking the lollipop.

Shen Mocheng laughed too, smirking too hard.