A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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So clear and juicy, beautiful.

It's terrible.

The more she stared at him, something flickered and flowed in her eyes, her face flushed with shame, the corners of her eyebrows rolled around, and she muttered to him in a low voice: "Poor and graceful."

Stomach your foot, open the door and go in.

Wen Jinhuai didn't hear clearly at first, but then he heard clearly. He frowned deeply. He was simply inexplicable.

Holding her door with her long arm, An Guo quickly let go of her hand as if getting an electric shock, then raised her eyes and glared at him.

This person came, with only one step of long legs, not too close to her. The tall body looked thin, but it was extremely strong in front of him, containing male power, and forced her to the door.

He was a little annoyed: "What are you talking about me?"

"Say you are polite."

The man groaned for a while, still unable to figure out why, frowning and looking down at the tempered thing in his arms, "What's the matter with you?"

As soon as he got close, Anguo couldn't stand his breath as if he was on a plateau, and the lack of oxygen made her feel uncomfortable.

A man, the moment he tortured you with his taste, his body ran through the familiar electric current.

It was a physical feeling, she was ashamed that she was too impure!He quickly got out of his armpit and flashed into the guest room, still not planning to forgive him, and then whispered softly: "I still know the front buckle and lace/silk, huh..."

Wen Jinhuai followed her gaze, and finally understood what she was muttering.

The man's eyes saw the clothes held in the woman's hand, eager to hide, and the clear and handsome face, followed by a thin blush.

He dropped his eyes, his Adam's apple slipped in embarrassment, and he squeezed his cup and walked downstairs quickly.

She wronged her. He didn't know what style was in the bag, so he mentioned to Mocheng, it is estimated that Mocheng is taking it seriously, and he asked the designers of the company to make the design more refined.

After a woman has given birth, the focus is on maintenance. He cares about her. The correct underwear is not only good for the body, but also better for the next, that's it.

Lace/Si or something, he really didn't know that thing.

At dinner, this person didn't even look in An Guo's direction, as if there was something or not, and always avoided when he lowered his head to eat.

An Guo felt that his face was too thin.

Still embarrassed.

The more restrained he is, the more courage Anguo somehow becomes.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he looked at him provocatively.

This person looked down and looked quiet. He ate the rice in the empty bowl. He didn't take a few bites of his favorite seasonal vegetables. He put down the chopsticks with his long fingers and said to Sister Fang, "You eat slowly."

Leaving the restaurant.

Sister Fang: "..."

During the ten-minute dinner, the old man's eyes were ticking between the two young people, very at a loss.

"What's wrong with the young master? You can usually eat two bowls of rice."

"do not know."

Anguo pouted, sandwiched a piece of crispy lettuce, squeaky, and said to her heart, she forced him to eat, can't eat enough?

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, Wen Jin carried a hand on the belt on his waist, frowning and smoking a cigarette.

The window was left open, it was cold in winter, but the smell of smoke had to be evacuated.

Now that he has a son, he pays special attention to everything.

Halfway through a cigarette, he was in low spirits, frowned, closed the window and stood for a while, then turned around.

Glancing at the restaurant, the woman with her head pierced, talking and laughing with Sister Fang, drinking soup, smiling brightly, her eyes are like stars, she will slightly lower her head and hang the smooth hair around her ears.Go to listen to the book network www.7tingshu.com

Wen Jinhuai looked at it for a while, his sight floated in darkness, licked his thin lips, dropped his eyes, and went upstairs.

An Guo heard the sound of the study door opening and closing.

Sister Fang got up to clean up the desk, and sighed: "My young master, I don't rest after eating. I am a health expert who is a doctor. Treat yourself. I don't know how to combine work and rest."

At these words, An Guo heard the old man's tone of pampering.

Sister Fang worked as a servant in Wen's house for many years. Although An Guo did not ask, she guessed that Wen Jinhuai was brought up by Sister Fang.

She touched her full belly, helped, and smiled: "I heard that Des Voeux is going to transfer to Nanjing a quintuplet pregnant woman. The condition in the original hospital is not very good. Since he accepts it, he will definitely do his homework."

"Ms. An, you and the young master are both doctors. That's not right. Why don't you go up there. Your doctor will have a small meeting to discuss and discuss together?"

An Guo was taken aback and waved his hand quickly: "Sister Fang, you look at me high! I haven't had an internship period. How can I discuss medical cases with him at the expert level? It's almost the same for me to help serve a cup of coffee."

"Then you go and bring the young master coffee to the study." Sister Fang always thinks about giving them a chance to be alone.

An Guo pursed her lips and lowered her head slightly.

"Excuse me, girl, you will become a husband and wife in the future, life will be like this." Sister Fang stepped her feet and patted the little girl on the shoulder.

An Guo's face is slightly red, and the husband and wife...

She watched TV in the living room for a while, always thinking about making him coffee.

I don't feel nervous for a while, I usually drink instant, no craftsmanship, he is a picky person who needs three spoons of milk to drink coffee, can he drink it?

Suddenly lose confidence in myself.

The woman's family is entangled. She used her mobile phone to check the skill of making coffee for a long time.

Seeing nine o'clock, Sister Fang winked over there.

An Guo walked into the kitchen.

Sister Fang mentioned something aside, knowing the young master's preferences, and giving it all.

The two went upstairs, An Guo was holding a plate, Sister Fang stopped and made a cheering gesture.

It was nothing at all, but when Sister Fang made it, An Guo became nervous and embarrassed.

The second floor was quiet, and the light from the study matched the low and clean voice of the man inside, which was extremely clear.

He was having a video conference, and An Guo was standing outside the door listening, as if he was in line with the attending doctor at Nanjing Hospital.

She waited.

After a while, there was no sound before she knocked on the door.

"In."

Anguo went in, the tobacco smell was a little heavier.

The man leaned over to stand on the edge of the table, with one arm resting on the table, and the long finger of the cigarette in the other, flipping through a thick medical reference.

Unexpectedly, she was the one who came in, raised his eyes, frowned slightly, and pinched the smoke in his hand a little hastily.

He raised his arm again to open the window.

An Guo coughed, walked over, and couldn't help whispering to him: "Why do you smoke like this."

He looked at her, saw the coffee in her hand, said thank you in a low voice, and put it on the table after taking it, explaining: "If you have a meeting with someone, you can smoke without paying attention."

She knew that this medical record should be difficult to operate. When a man needs to think, he usually smokes.

"Is the mother's condition very bad?"

Wen Jinhuai turned on the computer, and it contained the latest patient body data from Nanjing Hospital: "Five babies have different levels of development in the stomach, and they have two arms connected together, which increases the difficulty of laparotomy..."

An Guo was very interested, and looked at the computer, "Can I take a closer look?"

He didn't mind, "Sit down and watch. Quintuplets are still conjoined. This is rare. If you want to become a doctor in the future, it doesn't hurt to see more."