A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Gu Shuangshuang shook his head and hurriedly turned his head to see the white shirt he finally put on after taking off the hospital gown, black trousers, the neckline unfurled, the collarbone exquisite, and the black belt sexyly wrapped around the tight and strong waist.

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She squeezed the hand of the duffel bag, but dared not look at him again.

Shen Mocheng's gaze rested deeply on her pan-pink face blocked by a trace of hair, and his voice was low and sexy: "Send the children back to the villa in the afternoon and go out with me in the evening."

"What are you going out for?" Gu Shuangshuang lowered his head.

The jaw was pinched by him, and he didn't laugh, his voice was low and trembling, calm and steady: "What can you do, huh?"

Gu Shuangshuang's cochlea trembled, biting his lower lip, and his hot chin escaped from his thumb and index finger.

She turned around, slender and slender, and walked out of the ward quickly.

The man watched quietly from behind, slowly inserting one hand into the pocket of the black trousers, the dark eyes wafting with heat, it was all the grace of the lady's long skirt that wrapped her charming body.

She has always been the woman who made him crazy and uncontrollable.

He was getting old, but she became more and more like a blooming dew-dropped flower, a soft and charming flower.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes looked a little bit irritating, and the silly energy in the clear pupils really scratched his heart.

He raised his hand and glanced at the business watch that he hadn't worn for many days, and he frowned and tightened his thin lips, his expression irritable.

There are still so many hours before the evening.

If you want, don't want to suffer for a moment.

Gu Shuangshuang walked through the corridor with his duffel bag, watching the numbers displayed on the elevator door.

She has been in the hospital for so many days and she has a pleasant personality. Most of the doctors and nurses at this level know her, including some patients' family members.

These people greeted her, seeing the duffel bag carried by her slender arms, congratulated the family on being discharged from the hospital?

Gu Shuangshuang lowered his head and smiled slightly.

With long soft hair draped, the handsome tall man in suit and leather walks slowly a few meters away. In his eyes, the woman's satin-like long hair with a little toughness covers almost half of her slender back. , Wearing a small white shirt with a slim fit, the hem is tied around the waist, and the fabric close to the body shows her waist and hip lines like a flowery neck.

The skirt was soft and swayed with the wind, which made his eyes burst into anger.

The elevator doors opened, Gu Shuangshuang couldn't hide, and immediately went in. With his eyes down, he ignored the man who came in behind him.When he got outside the hospital, he handed the luggage bag to the driver.

It is a seven-seater family car with a child seat pressed on it. Sister Zhang takes the children to sit in the middle three seats.

Gu Shuangshuang got in the car and talked to the babies.

After waiting for a while, the car door beside her opened, and the tall shadow accompanied her dizzy masculine breath.

With the children in the car, Shen Mocheng pushed a short section of cigarettes into the ashtray and told the driver to drive.

Gu Shuangshuang sat in the back, and the two unconscionable children in front found it troublesome. They always turned their heads when talking to Mommy, and then ignored her.

Gu Shuangshuang was wronged, the man beside her was too strong, and she was about to kill her with a single breath. She leaned against the car door and looked out the window absent-mindedly.

The hand hanging beside him was caught by the man's big hand.

This person seldom held her hand gently, but held her domineeringly.

Shen Mocheng leaned on the back of the chair, the man's upright body was relaxed and lazy, and there was enough space. His long legs could not be stretched, and he opened it casually, especially the man's unruly appearance.Small composition novel www.xzwxs.com

The woman's hand in the palm of her palm was really soft, and after he used a little bit of strength, she became softer.

As the car went all the way, the window opened a little, and the gentle cool breeze came in. The entangled palms of the two were not sweaty, but Gu Shuangshuang, who was hot but the temperature, gradually became weak.

She turned her head to look at him, his side face was resolute and serious, and occasionally said something to the small ice cream in the children's chair, but on the leather seat that his daughter could not see, his father was bullying his mother's little hands, slender belt With the thin cocoon of the fingertips, he swept Gu Shuangshuang's palm with a gentle and sultry force countless times.

Gu Shuangshuang couldn't stand the itch, and couldn't make it.

She bit her lip, blushed, and had to smile in front of her daughter.

After the car passed the pass, and after a detour, he drove on the left side of the road, and returned to the city where he had lived for four years. Gu Shuangshuang was in a bad mood.

Slowly, leaning on his thick shoulders, fell asleep.

Shen Mocheng lowered his head, his black eyes were deep and warm, and he watched the black woman lying on his chest, her face was white, and the dark circles under her eyes were obvious.

Taking care of him for more than 20 days, his wife has worked hard.

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After more than an hour, the car stopped on a quiet mountainside.

Sister Zhang hugged the children one by one.

Shen Mocheng didn't move. After waiting for a while, she didn't see her waking up. He moved her head carefully, got out of the car first, took off the black suit jacket and put it on the back of the front seat, wrinkled his brows, and bowed into the car. A tall body with a long leg bent on the seat of the car, he stretched out his arms to estimate the strength of his arms and wanted to hug his wife out of the car.

Gu Shuangshuang is not heavy, but Shen Mocheng's right arm is still unable to bear the strength, and it is a bit difficult.

Xu was a man's gasping. Gu Shuangshuang was awakened by his breath. He opened his big confused eyes and saw that he was sticking to his broad arms and was about to be hugged out of the car.

Gu Shuangshuang snorted and told him somewhat surprised: "What are you doing?"

She jumped out of his arms anxiously, squatting in the car and touching his arm with her fine eyebrows: "I'm shaking, so what can I do if I can't hold me?"

Shen Mocheng was already embarrassed, his face was pale at the moment, the old man had no place to put his face, he slammed the car door and left.

Gu Shuangshuang went down, followed the man with his little tail, looked at his arm, and said softly, "Isn’t it said that you can’t hold it? Now I’m not hurting. You could hold me up with one arm before. On the wall, you are so good."

The old man liked to listen to these words, calmed down slightly, and silently glanced at her.

Gu Shuangshuang saw that it was finally not a bronze face, and took the initiative to push his small hand into his palm.

He clenched strongly, squeezed her five fingers tightly, and whispered casually: "I'm not that good, you're waiting for tonight."

Gu Shuangshuang lowered his head, his body and heart numb.

After entering the villa, the two stood holding hands in the living room. They hadn't lived for more than a month. They looked at everything in a daze.

It's very warm.

He turned around, hugged her with one arm around her waist, and whispered in her ear: "I'm back, madam."

Gu Shuangshuang closed his eyes, kissed his neck on tiptoe, and said with emotion: "No, when I left to go to Hong Kong, I didn't expect to go so long and so many things happened. Thank God for giving me a complete recovery. ."

He laughed, and when he laughed happily, he was mostly restrained and steady, with his thin lips slightly raised, and he never saw him laughing freely.

Holding his wife's face emotionally, kissing her forehead, rubbing her thin lips with her fragrant hair.

Upstairs Zhang Jie brought the children who had slept in the car into the children's room where they called to go. Inside, there was a puzzle carpet and countless toys.

Sister Zhang came out, and the two crooked people in the living room downstairs separated automatically.