A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Laughter came from the door: "Miss Ann, don't feed the young master. I just ate and pissed off."

An Guo turned her head and smiled: "Sister Fang, did you send the child here? Thanks..."

"It's not, Master brought me here."

An Guo was taken aback for a moment, with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and his heart buzzed and jumped fast.

he?

She rolled her eyes, bit her lower lip, and said nothing.

Sister Fang looked at her and turned to the subject with a smile, "The young master got up earlier than me, flushed the young master, took a warm bath, and the little guy was comfortable and stopped making trouble, otherwise he would start crying at three o'clock and sleep during the day. Much, to toss at night, but in the hands of his father, he is very good, the main young master is too good at serving this little devil."

An Guo didn't doubt the person's ability and skills to take care of the children.

It’s just that I was so angry last night, and I went and generously carried my son over to her in the morning?

What does this mean again?

I gave her a night's slap last night. In the morning, Anguo was awkward and reluctant to eat this candy, but he made his behavior more comfortable.

I was in bed with my son for a while.

An Guo got up.

Sister Fang pointed to the end of the aisle: "There are brand new toiletries, Miss An."

"Thank you, Sister Fang."

After washing, Sister Fang said to take the baby to pee.

An Guo said no, she would do it as a mother.

"Okay, Miss Ann, I'll go downstairs to prepare breakfast. Do you usually eat Western or Chinese?"

"I can do it, sister Fang, don't bother, just keep it simple."

Sister Fang laughed: "There is a young master in the kitchen who personally planted sesame leaves and fennel. The young master prefers medicated porridge with a light taste. If Miss An is used to eating fennel, I will make some fennel lean meat porridge.

An Guo nodded, but his emotions caused the person in Sister Fang's words to lead away.

She had seen a whole row of potted plants in front of the villa courtyard.

Is he planted and cultivated by himself?

No wonder this courtyard has a different smell from villas, originally the aroma of medicinal plants.

I can't get the urine for the little guy.

Lai was in Anguo's arms, and Xiaorou fingered her chest to play.

Anguo lowered his head and pouted at him: "I don't have to eat, don't look at my mother stupidly, it's useless to watch, drink milk in the morning and talk about it at ten o'clock."

The little idiot didn't know whether he could understand it or not. With a little bit of his finger, he looked cute and wanted to pull his mother's long hair, but he didn't have the strength to pull it.

An Guo hugged him downstairs.

The living room of the villa is not big, and the decoration style is like that person's character. It is extremely simple. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that it has been decorated because it is a bit simple and all white.

There was a sound from the kitchen, with a light fennel aroma.

Anguo walked through the living room and didn't see the person. Maybe he was doing something in the study upstairs.

No matter what.

She found that there was a side door that should lead to the courtyard of the villa. Anguo took the blanket on the sofa and wrapped her son tightly, and walked out through the side door.

In the early morning of late autumn, the air smelled of frost and dew and plants.

She stood at the door, squinted her eyes slightly in the face of the rising winter, sniffed the air deeply for a moment and opened her mind, whispering to the little guy wrapped in her arms: "The sun is round and golden. Because of the sun, everything in the world can The same goes for you, baby, but you can’t come out now. When the sun gets bigger, your mother will hold you in the sun on the second floor."

Talking to himself for a while, he lowered his head and found that the grass below outside the wooden corridor was the neatly arranged green plants.

Looking further to the right, there is a small glass green house with glass on all sides to see the internal scene clearly.

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An Guo glanced at it a few times, and thought to himself that such a large number was planted and taken care of by the person himself.

In the glass room, behind the half-person tall plant, a slender silhouette broke into her vision safely.

The man has a pair of scissors in his hand and a book in his hand. He bent his tall body slightly, wearing rimless glasses, and his eyebrows were pruning the plants.

A pure white button-style home clothes with linen material hanging down, the proportions of the figure are perfect and thin, which looks like a fairy at first glance.

Turning to her side, sunlight in, half of his face hanging down, so quiet but really like the words'warm and moist like jade', Yada was calm and patient, while trimming and studying books carefully.

If all the ladies and ladies in the city know that he is gentle and caring, and he is more interested in plants than in them, how do you feel?

An Guo thought this person was really interesting.

No wonder he doesn't have to marry a wife and have children. He is really not a mortal. He is just in his prime of life at the age of thirty-four.

Which is like eating the fireworks in this world?

Anguo thought that the kind of retired old people who got up early in the morning would trim and cut the potted plants. That was really nothing to do.

He is not.

He is so charming, this gentleman with glasses, white clothes, tall and long legs.

Really, like the immortal person in that fantasy novel.

An Guo couldn't control his eyes for a while.

The heart said what was wrong, the heart beat a little bit out of control.

It's really nothing good, she just trimmed him for how long, how long she watched (⊙o⊙)...

...

Sister Fang shouted for dinner in the kitchen.

An Guo hugged her baby and ran back to the living room from the side door.

Putting the little guy down and taking a look, he didn't pull it, half asleep.

Sister Fang said that it was fine, and she went back to her room and pushed two cradle beds out. An Guo didn't expect that there were kid beds everywhere in the small villa?

Sister Fang laughed: "They were all bought by the young master. There are cribs for the young master's baby upstairs and downstairs. It is convenient to take care of.

An Guoxin was slightly strange.

Especially I saw his gentle appearance in the flower room just now.

How can this kind of gentleman, rich in gold, and thorough in everything be gentle.

She was annoyed and gave birth to strange thoughts. If she wanted to meet this person in a normal way, if she met...

There was movement from the side door.

Both An Guo and Fang looked up from the cradle bed.

The opening of the side door brought a gust of morning wind, blowing the man's soft short hair and black waves like a black wave, lying on the clean and moist forehead and eyebrows.

The sleeves of the white shirt were still rolled up, and the big scissors in the slender fingers were bent down by him, and the sleeves were wiped clean.

Seeing his son in the living room, he immediately closed the side door.

When he came, Ango immediately looked away.

In front of the crib, the long legs stopped for a moment, as if glanced at the little guy, turned An Guo, and walked to the bathroom, "Sister Fang, get me clothes."

Sister Fang said, and went upstairs.

After a few seconds, An Guo turned his head, and looked at his clear back. His nose was still the scent of plants and dew on his body.

The little guy grunted.

She lowered her head, her faint heart was not very quiet, and whispered to her son: "I guess your dad grew up eating Suye, Poria, Coix, and fennel, and his personality is a noble medicinal smell, huh."

The sound of water in the bathroom.

Anguo's eyelashes drooped, pushing her baby son to the restaurant.