A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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After many years of pampering and taking care of himself, I was very tired to take a long-distance bus that I had not taken in nearly 20 years.

Due to the weather, this coastal city suspended its private charter flight routes, and had to coordinate to stop and land in neighboring cities.

He is in a hurry, and it takes time for the special car driver to go to the neighboring city.

With the long-distance bus, he came over overnight.

With a gloomy eyebrow, he glanced at the wide but crowded bus station hall, Shen Mocheng took out his mobile phone and called Wen Jinhuai as he walked.

The lingering light of his sight swept across the crowd of people passing by, until he saw a little goose-yellow thing at his feet, he didn't see it clearly in less than half a second. He walked two steps, walked around, and waited for the connection. .

He raised his eyes and looked at the messy passenger station hall, and the bright yellow ball seemed to be approaching again.

Shen Mocheng heard a few beeping sounds, impatiently wanting to hang up.

Something suddenly caught his left leg.

For a while, there were many pedestrians who were rushing the car, and the sound of box tires was particularly noisy.

With a cold face, he wanted to move to the right, and the seemingly weak force that dragged his leg tightened.

He was sure that his leg was hugged.

Shen Mocheng frowned, bent over and lowered his head.

At the shin bone of the calf of the black trousers, he saw two thin lotus root joints, snow-white powder, still too soft, and surrounded him warmly.

Are they two little hands or some dices?

He was thirty-seven in the blink of an eye, and Shen Mocheng had hardly seen such a small child's hand.

It's too small, too small, but it's fleshy, so short, and the thin skin can't cover the pale pink of the ten little fingers.

Working hard, two small hands grabbed his a little hard trouser legs, and curled up slightly with force.

It looks like two little white radishes that have not grown.

Whose child?

The man was cold and indifferent with a deep face, and the little bun hugged the powerful and straight "big tree" from behind.

Shen Mocheng couldn't see her face, but she could see the hem of the beautiful goose yellow skirt and the little cloth shoes with rabbit ears worn by the girl.

The red laces of the shoes looked like they were sewn up by hand, looping around her little ankle. It is estimated that her mother was trying to prevent her little shoes from falling out while walking.

At the end of the year, I am not confused, but now I am embracing my leg boldly by a little bun.

The man's thick and deep eyebrows were locked, and he tried to lift his leg.

The two little arms holding him immediately moved uncomfortably, and the little soft body pressed against him tighter from behind.

Shen Mocheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but did not move.

For about a minute, the sound of footsteps and the sound of the suitcase disappeared.

Before he raised his leg, the two small white lotus roots loosened him on the initiative.

Shen Mocheng pursed his lips and lowered his head, seeing the creases of the two small paws of his trousers.

There is a small hand, the palm of the little secretary is close to the wrinkles of the trousers, and he caresses it carefully, probably trying to smooth the trousers.

Shen Mocheng looked at this too small hand, what is she doing?

For some reason, the strong and hard body of the big man didn't move. Especially with her, Shen Mocheng felt that many parts of his body suddenly became too soft.

Xiaoshou left him.

Shen Mocheng looked sideways as if being pulled, and the small yellow ball behind him fluttered and moved somewhere to his right.

He saw it, and there was a doll missing not far away.

The man stepped over the little yellow back of the running goose with long legs, and picked up the doll with his slender fingers.

"mine."

"Oh my!"

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The man carried the doll across the air in his arms.

The goose-yellow dumpling immediately turned around, two bunches of fluffy fluffy fluttering around his ears, very anxious, and his big black eyes looked over: "Shu Mi, that's my Barbie."

Shen Mocheng originally squatted down to give her an action, but when he saw the little ball's face and Qi Qi's bangs, the man's tall and straight body froze like thunder.

His facial features were suddenly sealed by the ice layer, frozen.

In the dark and frightening eyes, something was surging deeply.

His face was expressionless, with outlines like a bronze mask.

He has always controlled his emotions freely, but now he can't hide the surprise, his face is pale and looks cold and terrible.

Little ice cream shrank a little, and her face became white.

He is a very handsome and handsome uncle. Little Ice Cream has never seen such a beautiful uncle, but is he carrying ice cubes?

Little ice cream felt so cold, he stared at her fiercely, she wanted to go back to Ge Ge.

"Shufan..." Marshmallow's little voice trembled a little, and her little finger pointed to Barbie in the man's hand, with big eyes wet with water: "Little ice-cream Barbie, can you return the little ice-cream?"

Little ice cream...

The man's Adam's apple slipped, silently reciting the name that his heart would melt away.

Zhan Hei's deep eyes stared at the little milk bun in front of him.

Shrunk, doughy, her trumpet.

Suddenly, Shen Mocheng felt very difficult to breathe, and the burning power in his body was uncomfortable. The continuous shock of thunder was still there, and his ears had tinnitus.

So is the brain.

It's white and buzzing.

Men in their thirties have today, and it is difficult to keep everything calm.

The little ice cream was anxious. She couldn't see Ge Ge and Grandma Wang. She mustered up the courage to approach the big iceberg, stretched out her little hand in fear, and wanted to get Barbie back.

The man seemed to be trapped for a long time, but his long black eyelashes were closing.

He kept looking at the little goose thing reflected in his pupils.

Little ice cream tugged the doll.

Pulled back...a leg.

She was stunned, looking stupidly at a baby leg in her small hand, tears already hanging on her eyelashes, aggrieved and fearful, she looked at the ice cube that was squatting in front of her.

The ice cube seemed to panic.

"Tears are holding back."

I've always been used to giving orders coldly. I want to say "Don't cry".

Little ice cream stared at him blankly. The next second, a bunch of golden peas successfully fell down the corners of his big eyes.

The small body also shook, and the small hands held up that Barbie's leg humorously, but could be wronged and blinked at him.

Shen Mocheng had a headache. Looking at the string of water beads, he felt that he had done something heinous.

Seeing such a small group about to cry, I really panicked. The big man was very clumsy when he panicked.

Observing her little face carefully, taking the doll's leg, and pondering the structure of the doll gloomily, he stuffed the leg back.

Where do you know how to get these little girls' gadgets?

He didn't tuck the leg back, but he pulled out the other leg.

A man's strength is heavy if he is not paying attention.

The little ice cream stared with crying eyes!

Looking at the two broken Barbie doll legs in the man's hand unbearably, he cried out of control with a wow.

"Woo...My Barbie, Little Ice Cream Barbie, she's dead, dead, dropped..."

"..."

Didn't he do it on purpose?