Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

After Mu Qianqian finished saying those words, she also felt a little embarrassed.

How could she confess again.

His mother is her mother, how can she be so talented.

Fu Yuhuang dared to reject her again, she really, really, no matter what he said or did in the future, she would not want him anymore.

"What should we do now?" Mu Qianqian tugged at her red ears, looked east and west, and finally, secretly aimed at him.

He was looking at her the whole time, never taking his eyes off.

Her words, like a thermometer, melted into his heart.

He thinks that her simple and honest appearance is so cute now, and he wants to turn her into a little person, put her in his pocket, and take her wherever he goes.

Fu Yuhuang lowered his head again and kissed her lips.

Mu Qianqian didn't push him away, she paused and closed her eyes.

She felt the temperature in his mouth, hot like the sun, always trying to melt her.

Fu Yuhuang's breathing became a little heavier, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed it onto his abdomen.

Mu Qianqian noticed the difference and pushed back in surprise, "Big?"

"Yeah." Fu Yuhuang replied without denying it, and continued to kiss her with a lustrous gleam in his eyes.

After Mu Qianqian knew that he was getting older, he was already absent-minded, returning one mouthful, but not one mouthful.

Is he cured?

Fu Yuhuang pressed her closer, making it airtight.

Mu Qianqian backed away again, and said in surprise, "It seems to be bigger."

Fu Yuhuang was helpless, "Qianqian, concentrate a little bit, it's not bad at all, I just don't want to touch Ziqi, so I have to find a reason to never have future troubles, so I deliberately pretended."

Mu Qianqian understood, "So you're fine, you lied to Xue Ziqi on purpose?"

"What I want is only you, and what I want to touch is only you." Fu Yuhuang said solemnly, looking at her with burning eyes.

She was really uncomfortable with his sudden confession, but there was an inexplicable sweetness in her heart.

She wanted to smile unkindly, turned around, faced the door, and pursed the corners of her mouth.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yuhuang asked inexplicably, swinging over her body.

Mu Qianqian still had a smile on her face, embarrassed, her forehead pressed against his chest.

Fu Yuhuang didn't feel anything at first, but she looked like a little deer hit her heart, causing ripples in circles.

He wrapped his arms around her.

Lei Tingyuan was right, he had already made a decision in his heart.

When he was with Qianqian, he was in a very good mood every time, and her small movements could make him feel happy and excited, as if his love was just beginning.

In the days when he was separated from her, he was not happy or relieved. He always wondered what she was doing, whether there was any man who missed her, whether she would like other men, and whether she would forget him from now on. Clean and tidy.

He thinks about this every day, and sometimes he can't do his job. He just wants to see her, know what she's doing, and whether she has encountered any difficulties.

As soon as something happened to her, he couldn't rest assured, for fear that she would be bullied and hurt.

Mu Qianqian looked up at him, her face was like a peach in summer, red in the white, tender and juicy, "You are still recuperating, can you do it?"

"Do you want it?" Fu Yuhuang stared at her and asked.

"Didn't you grow up first?" Mu Qianqian asked.

Fu Yuhuang was completely speechless, indeed, yes, she was right...