A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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When people are extremely weak, nervous and afraid of all kinds of emotions being intertwined, usually adrenaline will soar and cause various out-of-control reactions in the body.

The bedroom was very quiet, and Anguo's breathless breathing sounded unusually obvious.

She didn't move, a strand of long hair covering her cheeks, her eyes were itchy, and she didn't dare to brush it away.

Four eyes face each other.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... ten minutes.

During this long period of time, An Guo still couldn't get his head back to its normal state, blank.

She was defeated, her head drooping inch by inch in the man's slow, focused, and damn dark sight.

Have it in half an hour.

He was still staring at her.

An Guo felt that he was going to be tortured to death by this man's gaze.

This person is terrible.

Either you just say something, and I will recognize whatever you ask!

But if he doesn't open his mouth or speak, then he can't figure out what he knows and what he doesn't know, what he is thinking in his heart.

Ambiguous, unpredictable, makes people get rid of the bottom of their hearts.

until--

The air has a peculiar smell.

The man frowned, finally, finally looked away, and looked at the little bastard who was pulling on the bed again.

An Guo felt his body lighten ten pounds in an instant, and he whispered in his heart.

Pro son.

Knowing that my mother is in trouble, I saved my mother.

The man's upright body moved slightly, and the two long overlapping legs were lowered, but he did not get up.

The smell is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a pouting voice, especially loud in a space where no one is talking.

An Guo turned his head and looked at the little guy. He was lying down comfortably, with two small fleshy legs lifted up in the air to do exercises. Maybe it was boring. Seeing that someone was finally taking care of him, he grinned.

"..."

You're so light, and you don't know the little idiot that you are pulling.

An Guo turned his gaze back awkwardly, and looked at the man on the sofa who didn't mean to clean up.

The person looked at her and said, "The diapers are in the drawer, and the mattress and wipes are in the closet."

With that, Long Legs kicked the trash can over.

An Guo was taken aback, reacted, got out of bed, limping with numb legs, and feeling weak when standing.

Was frightened and weak.

She leaned on the place, found what she wanted to use, came back to the bed, and was distracted by asking to do it again, regardless of the person on the sofa behind her.

Pulling the little guy to the side of the bed and putting it on the stall, Shumen Shulu began to change his son's diapers.

She was deliberately slow, hoping that she wouldn't have to face him for longer.

But no matter how slow it is, it is over.

The little guy couldn't sleep anymore, he was sleepy during the day, and at night he was energetic, and began to cry.

Wen Jinhuai changed his hands, with two slender fingers touching his temples. This sitting posture is the most sexual/lazy posture for a man, and ordinary men can't get the taste of sitting.

Because his head was drooping slightly, his eyes closed, making him look like those slender peach eyes, as if they had been broken and drilled in, the deep and dark sea was extremely deep and compelling.

An Guo put his son away, glanced back and hurriedly, feeling that he was in danger, and looked away.

The man's low voice came again, "Are you?"

"Huh?" Anguo was circled for a second, and then the oval face flushed.

He looked at her.

She breathed tremblingly, her ears were redder, she bowed her head, and gave a daze.

He got up to get the milk bottle on the table and said to himself: "My son doesn't like to drink milk. I haven't touched his mother for six days. You can feed it if you have one."

The sound of the floor-to-ceiling glass doors of the terrace opening.

The footsteps are heavy.

An Guo turned his head, he went to the terrace, closed the glass door, his back was straight, and a cigarette between his fingers, looking into the distance, squinting.100% Novel Network www.100xs.cc

She looked back at her son, looking really hungry and crying loudly.

An Guo felt so painful in her heart that she didn't feed her baby for six days. The little guy drank his mother's ru, and how he could eat to make milk, he suffered these days.

Maternal love is overwhelming, how can I take care of it.

Take off the buttons of your clothes, turn your back to the terrace, pick up the baby and feed.

The little guy came up with a small mouth, missed his mother's food for a long time, and immediately drank it with contentment.

An Guo twisted his eyebrows, endured the slight pain, and looked at his son's bulging face, his eyes gleaming.

The smoking man, smoking a few mouthfuls, seemed irritable, and a cigarette burned to the end quickly.

The silhouette of the man paused, leaning over and wiping out the cigarette butt into the ashtray, raised his hand to unbutton the shirt collar, frowned and turned around, leaning against the balcony railing, and narrowed his eyes.

In the glass door, the slender figure stood by the bed, facing him firmly.

The little guy in his arms showed a little foot. It was fun to eat, the little foot was moving.

The man looked at him for a while, his thin lips pressed tightly, his eyes dropped, his eyelashes spread on his eye sockets, he was very quiet, he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

The baby fell asleep sweetly.

An Guo clasped her clothes tightly, reluctant to let go of the little softness in her arms. She hadn't held her for many days, and her mother was excited and complicated.

The child breathes very lightly, and the milk smells rich on the body right now.

An Guo hugged him and stood by the bed, not daring to walk elsewhere, going back and forth within two meters, coaxing him to sleep.

The glass door opened and closed.

His back stiffened.

The man's footsteps approached, coming towards her.

Anguo stopped, her calf pressed against the edge of his bed, not daring to move.

He picked up the landline on the bedside table and called, and only said two words: "Come on."

It was from the inside who called Sister Fang.

An Guo bowed his head from beginning to end.

The man didn't look at her either, with his hands in his pockets, and his long legs standing still without moving.

The bedroom door knocked.

He said come in.

Sister Fang opened the door, and looked at the situation in the room steadily, and met An Guo's eyes, and the corner of Sister Fang's mouth raised.

An Guo nodded cautiously towards the elderly.

"Master?"

The man did not speak, and gestured with his slender fingers.

Sister Fang knew that she walked quickly and took the child away quickly. An Guo didn't even react, and she was empty in her arms.

Sister Fang didn't know the girl's name, and smiled: "Master has counted, our little master sleeps best from 8 to 12 o'clock in the evening, I will hug the baby and go to bed first..."

With that, he walked to the bedroom door.

An Guo followed her footsteps, her mouth squirming but she didn't know what to say, her small face was pale, she was afraid that Wen Jinhuai and the servant were looking at each other, shouldn't she move the baby to hide it somewhere else?

She was even more worried, "Sister Fang, but the child was not full just now, wait..."

At the door.

The wrist on his side was suddenly grabbed by the big hand of the man who came over at some point.

Anguo's heart beats!The vein where his wrist was pressed by his fingers seemed to run through.

Turning to look at him, the bedroom door beside his face was closed by his long legs.

An Guo was shocked.

A low male voice fell over his head, with a faint smile: "Thanks to Miss Ann for her generous gift. My son does not have a mother, and he does not have a mother. It is pitiful."

An Guo was stunned and unpredictable, looking up at him.

The person's gaze fell on her face. When the darkness fell, it was cold and cold. He seemed to smile, and his thin lips closed: "Next, should we deal with the matter between us?"

An Guo, heart and liver tremble.

The most terrifying moment, finally, still came.

She blinked her eyes tightly and dragged it to the present. To be honest, she was not as panicked as she was just now. Anyway, she was dead, she clearly realized.

Just wait for him to attack.