You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!She muttered in her heart, this person is gentle, and it is estimated that the shoes are not bad.
In the shoe cabinet, he didn't see him as many pairs of shoes like other rich men.
Three pairs of hole shoes and special slippers for surgery, three pairs of casual leather shoes, two pairs of sports shoes, and two pairs of hiking shoes, totaling no more than ten pairs.
Normally, I looked at him clearly and well dressed as if he had come out of that male model magazine. An Guo felt that he should have an exaggerated personal dressing room.
Looking at these simple pairs of men's shoes now, they should be what they look like, and they have become a charming painting on him.
"Where is the baby?"
An Guo asked the little guy, but a pair of apricot eyes swept across the living room of the villa without seeing him.
Sister Fang smiled and squinted, "The young master has just returned home. Upstairs, the son should stay with the young master."
An Guo's face suddenly became hot under Sister Fang's eyes. Is it too obvious to look for him? Sister Fang spotted it.
She was embarrassed to go upstairs holding her bag, and walked over to the sofa with her head lowered, "Sister Fang, please take the little guy down and I will feed it."
"Hey."
Upstairs, the door of the master bedroom is open.
Leaning over the crib with one arm, the man with his slender fingers holding a cotton swab and carefully cleaning the corners of his son's eyes, his ears listened to the conversation downstairs word by word, his facial features were clear.
Sister Fang went upstairs, Wen Jinhuai threw a cotton swab and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Sister Fang said, "Master, Miss Ann is back, and I'm going to feed the young master."
This person nodded faintly, pursing his thin pale pink lips, always quietly, sister Fang picked up the soft little guy to go out, and was stopped.
The man stood at the door of the bathroom, khaki sheepskin dark plaid trousers, navy blue shirt, black cotton socks and heels exposed in cotton mopping. The soft strands of short hair on his forehead seemed to hide his quiet and restrained grace. Eyes.
Sister Fang looked at the young master, as if to say something but hesitated.
Wen Jinhuai looked down and thought for a while, the look on Bai Jun's face gradually became embarrassed, and his thin lips tightened.
Leaning over to pick up the delicate paper bag on the bedside table, "Sister Fang, you give it to her."
Sister Fang looked at the bag. It was the kind of ladies' shopping bag in the expensive mall that Miss Er often went to. There was a conspicuous LOGO on it, which looked very classy.
"Master, is it for Miss Ann? What's in it?"
The man pursed his lips, and stuffed it over without answering.
The slender fingers that had lifted the paper bag immediately inserted them into the trouser pockets, turned and walked out of the master bedroom.
The study is separated by three rooms from the master bedroom. The man walking in the corridor has long legs and does not squint at the slightly tilted head, which can be seen from the outside, the slender figure on the sofa downstairs.
An Guo heard the movement, lowered the volume of the TV and raised her head. She saw Sister Fang holding the baby down, and she also caught a glimpse of the tall silhouette disappearing in front of the study.
When the baby arrived in her arms, An Guo kissed her son's little cheek, "Zishan, are you good today? Have you heard what Grandma Fang said..."
The little guy was hungry a long time ago. When he heard his mother's smell, Xiao Rou's fingers grabbed An Guo's close-fitting sweater and wanted to climb up.
Sister Fang smiled with joy.
An Guo was ashamed and helpless, "Little bastard, you don't need to please mom if you want to eat."
Glancing upstairs, the study was silent. She lifted the sweater and hem with confidence, and habitually turned the child's head to the right, suddenly remembering something, and then switched to the left.
The little guy used his hands together, holding his mother's food, his mouth closed his eyes comfortably, and he was full.
After the feeding, Sister Fang took the baby away.
An Guo got up and went to the bathroom to deal with the dripping water.Global Novel www.qqzkw.com
For the time being comfortable, there are servants taking care of both the house and the villa, especially Wen Jinhuai who knows a lot. Today, I will eat the soup with crucian carp and herbs, and tomorrow I will eat pig's feet and peanuts.
Anguo is quite enough.
Hung Wai saw the momentum of growth again.
As soon as the glass door of the bathroom rang, An Guo held her hands in front of her, feeling shocked and thinking that it could not be that person, and asked, "Sister Fang?"
"It's me, Miss Ann."
An Guo put on the Heina vest, put on the sweater, and opened the glass door.
Sister Fang held a hard-textured paper bag in her hand, with a very delicate appearance, with silk and satin tied with a bow, and handed it over: "Miss An, this is for you, Master."
"What?" An Guo took it with surprise on his face.
Untie the bow ribbon and take it out with his hand. At this glance, Bai Shuangshuang's oval face turned red for a moment.
Her heart trembled, and she pinched the fingers of the fine-textured clothing, which was also stiff.
Sister Fang patted her on the shoulder. The old man felt nothing. "When I took it from the young master, I asked him something, but the young master refused to say. I secretly opened it. Ouch, Miss An, our young master is too gentle. When it’s there, is it? Who is the man in this world who can be so careful of him? The young master’s temper is too restrained and shy, and I am embarrassed to give it to you in person. Just accept it and wear it well after washing. This thing is expensive. I just checked the logo on Baidu. This underwear company is a big international brand. The young master’s friend is a customized high-end product developed by the group of the big president."
Sister Fang talked about it for a long time.
An Guo was standing there, her face burned for so long, and her head buzzed, and it was all the man upstairs, his eyebrows were as pure as water.
Sister Fang left, and An Guo immediately closed the glass door, only then dared to take it out and take a closer look.
There are two pieces in total, one is a nursing underwear, the structure looks quite ergonomic.
The other one, black with lace/silk, a little longer, full-bodied wrapping style with waist function.
She tried them on one by one, and the woman's face under the bright light in the mirror was even more red. Actually, the cup size was just right...
You say that this person is serious. I only touched her body twice. This is a precise measurement.
An Guo was embarrassed, and thought that he was an obstetrician-gynecologist, how many women had his hands diagnosed before he could develop this skill.
She is too bad!
Now I have a decision in my mind, do you want to let go of the poor position in Tairen's board of directors, return to the post of intern, work towards a brilliant male specialist, and become a urology/urology expert in the future?
...
She carried these two things upstairs, planning to wash them.
The study room is next to the guest room.
An Guo opened the door and couldn't help looking at the study room.
With a sharp heart, the study door suddenly opened at this moment.
Her gaze was too late, so that the man who came out of the door grabbed his gaze.
An Guo's head is down!
Still sensitively, the things in his hand swish behind him.
The man is slender, holding a water glass in his long fingers, perhaps it is empty, and he poured water downstairs to drink.
Looking at the woman who just lowered her head, her face was crimson, but she bit her lip and stared at him secretly.
After thinking about it, a suitable opening, the handsome face was gentle and upright, and finally the idiot squeezed out: "Good evening."
Anguo's gaze inevitably passed over his face, the three-dimensional chin, the neck under the chin, the protruding male Adam's apple, and the clear collarbone, looming under the crisp shirt collar.
He is wearing a navy blue shirt today.