A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Really, I've never seen such a cheap, man, person who makes the oriole play silently behind him!!!

Playing with her before, now that the truth is discovered, I have another trick to record!

She is angry... the body has a hundred limbs, wants to explode, wants to explode!!!

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"temperature……"

This man left the bedroom and walked slowly in the corridor with long legs.

An Guo suffocated his stomach and chased him: "Wen Jinhuai."

ignore.

"Doctor Wen."

ignore.

"Wen Jinhuai, you gave me the recording! How could you do this?" An Guo had no choice but to stamp his feet: "The worst thing I did was to be selfish, in order to prevent you from marrying An Xue and sending the baby away. I gave you a look at the Wedding Villa, I was wrong, I shouldn't have let you know the existence of the baby from beginning to end! People like you!"

"I am this kind of person?" He turned his head back lightly, his silhouette was slender, and he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Thirty-four years, I haven't given any woman a chance to touch me. I know many women want something with me. I Disgust, disgust. Anguo, if you do something wrong, you will bear the price and bear the consequences. You stole my seed and gave birth to my child, and kept it hidden. Have you ever asked my opinion? Now the child, do you think you took it? Go back? I'm very angry."

An Guo was frightened by the deterrence in his eyes.

He opened the second bedroom with a cold face: "Go to sleep and say tomorrow about your disposal."

At the door of the guest room, there was a stiff confrontation.

An Guo also wanted to argue for himself and fight for it.

But at the moment, she didn't go head-on.

The person's eyes sank in the light, pressed with obvious ripples, cold and sharp, as he had just said he was angry, even in a gentle and plain tone.

An Guo also knew that he might really offend him.

Everyone has a temper.

Besides, he just looked softer than other men.

The gentle man has a temper, probably like this tonight.

She was dissatisfied, what does it mean to deal with her?

This has already happened, and thousands of mistakes have passed. How can they leave the incense for the Wen family who may be the last of their lives?

Now it was just that he had obtained evidence with despicable means, and directly put himself in a situation of extremely passive being beaten.

An Guo whispered quietly in his mind, it was also stupid!

His city was not without a taste before, and she was too anxious tonight.

An Guo controlled his mouth that was always impulsive in front of him, her pink lips pressed tightly, her brows furrowed, and she thought about it.

It was not decent to stay with him late at night, but he was afraid of a change when he went home.

The baby is on the first floor.

She raised her head slightly: "Can I sleep with my son?"

The man in front of him had a strong breath, and he was clean and cold.

An Guo stopped making a sound, lowered his head and turned to enter.

The man closed the door from the outside without locking it.

An Guochu sighed in front of the door, listening to the sound of his footsteps leaving Shen Shen.

After a while the servant knocked on the door.

An Guo opened the door. Sister Fang held a set of cotton floral pajamas in her hand, still smiling kindly: "I just learned from the young master that your surname is Xu, Miss."

"Thank you." An Guo didn't mind, smiled forcefully, and took the pajamas.

Sister Fang looked at her, suppressing her voice and said: "Girl, don't worry, our young master is a gentleman, so you can sleep here with a hundred hearts. Besides, since you are the mother of the young master, although Sister Fang doesn't I know what happened between you and the young master. The young master is generally temperless, cold in character, but gentle and steady. This pajama is what the master asked me to take for you, I didn’t wear it, you will be the master, the master is afraid of you He doesn't sleep well in bed. He treats women, from our wife to any woman, very gentle and gentleman. Don't worry, Miss An, try to communicate. Our young master is also very talkative."

An Guo knew that Sister Fang was kind.

She thought to herself, that person just looked like a deceptive gentleman, and smiled bitterly: "Thank you, I understand."

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An Guo held the doorknob and was in a daze for a long time, but he didn't see anything clear in his head.

Distressed and depressed, the little guy who remembered who was downstairs in his heart didn't dare to slip off without permission. If he provokes him again, it is possible to be driven away at night.

It's always good to be closer to your son.

After taking a bath, lying in the bed, there was a fresh smell that no one had ever slept with, and the silk quilt was very cold when I entered.

An Guo shivered, her eyes closed tightly, without a trace of sleepiness.

Was that person sleeping downstairs with his son?Or is it in the master bedroom next door?

Many things flashed in her mind, complicated and complicated, and she never thought that there would be today, weird, and fell asleep at his house.

I knew in my heart that it would be miserable in the future.

Don't know what this man means?

Can't you say something clearly at once?

Must be until tomorrow.

Give her seven or eight hours of suffering.

But An Guo didn't know that in the next room, there was a slender figure on the bed, and the man had fallen asleep.

I actually went to Shenzhen for nearly ten hours after an operation. Someone was sent to follow her so I knew her whereabouts accurately.

Wen Jinhuai hurried back.

People will get tired.

Besides, he does not have the physique of Mocheng and Jian Zhangke, and he is weak in writing.

The man's hand is holding a voice recorder.

I listened to it before going to bed.

Before stunned her with soothing fragrance, lifted people from the carpet to the bed, Wen Jinhuai did one thing.

Take some of her hair.

Then he took her son over, just waiting for her to wake up, dumbfounded.

Listening to the recording, the man's arm is on the left chest, heaving and falling, his heartbeat is steady and slightly faster.

For a moment, he frowned, wondering what his mood was.

Although he guessed the possibility that An Guo was the mother of his child as early as the night Bai Xuanxuan came to the house.

Hearing her personal confirmation, there is still a gap in emotions.

It's a bit complicated, seven points of anger, three points of faint joy and the feeling of touching the ground.

It's better, the child's mother is another woman he doesn't know.

Ango, Ango.

She was so courageous, and the 27-year-old little girl's film was also calm, and the calculation came to him.

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Early the next morning.

An Guo fell asleep even after six o'clock.

One night, I was crushing things in my heart. At dawn, I couldn't hold my spirit, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

A little movement around her woke her up.

Smelling the velvety scent of milk, An Guo flashed in her mind and immediately opened her eyes. The bedroom was not too bright, and the curtains opened aside, making her squint.

She leaned over to her side, and as expected, in the bed next to her, there was her little baby lying on a small square blanket.

The big black eyes were clear and bright, blinking, grumbling, and making noises in his small mouth, not knowing when he would wake up.

"Good morning, naughty eggs."

An Guo bowed his head, rushed and kissed him, unwilling to let go, "Trojan horse~ son, baby, baby. When will you come by my mother, please kiss me again..."

When the mother's mood suddenly becomes beautiful.

The little guy was dressed neatly and cleanly, with a little white flowery baby suit, and wearing a small moon hat. An Guo raised his hand and wiped a little scum from the corner of his eye, kneeling on the bed and lovingly nested his little feet in his arms: "Really Good, don’t cry, what about my good baby... son, do you want to eat?"