Chapter 210

This villa is completely designed in accordance with the Chinese retro garden style. Rockery, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions are elegant and luxurious. Once the old man touched the top and bottom of his mouth, he fell into the name of muyazhe, which made many people at home envious.

Mu Sheng's love for him is self-evident.

However, there is nothing wrong with it. The original intention of the Villa Park was to cultivate Jiang Yishan's body. Now that she is gone, the old man has devoted all his love to him.

When she entered the bedroom, she was carried into the bathroom and cleaned up.

He was born with a golden spoon in his hand. He has never served a person. His movements are unavoidably clumsy and sometimes hurt her.

But today's cloud poetry is exhausted, and even her eyelids can't be lifted. When it hurts her, her eyes slightly open, but she also has no strength to complain.

When wiping her body, the man found that the woman was thinner than she thought.

Perhaps through lactation, the plump place is quite round, but her wrist, he can hold her a pair of hands. The clear clavicle is like two jade bones, and a pair of lotus arms are pitifully thin, as if he could break them with a little force.

Not to mention that the waist is not full. It's thin. It's too thin. Women, it's better to be full.

It seems that we should make up for her.

This woman, don't eat anything long meat?

How has she lived in the past six years? When I saw her for the first time, she was not so thin. She was a little bit of meat.

However, he didn't know how difficult Yun's poems had been in the past six years.

When I went to school and studied, I also took the blessing I was breastfeeding with. In order to help my family, I also had several jobs. At that time, I lived with Yun Yecheng. When I came home, I had to take care of the housework at the call of Li Qin.

Youyou remembers that she graduated successfully, but because she was alone with a child, she got cold eyes.

There is not a man who stands up to heaven, orphans and widows, who have suffered a lot of discrimination.

opened the shower, washed the foam off her body, wrapped her in the bathrobe and carried it to the bed.

On the sofa, a bell rang.

In a daze, mu Yazhe walked over and her mobile phone rang. Take it up, and the screen is full of the mysterious head image of xiaonaibao.

When the phone is connected, the child's unique young voice line is transmitted through the microphone.

"Mommy ~ my dearest Mommy ~ when are you going home! It's so dark and cold at home. Youyou's afraid. Mommy, come back soon. Youyou made your favorite thumb cake! "

Sweet to the voice of whine, fade not like the arrogance in front of him, in front of Mommy, he is like a little, love to pamper a small milk bag.

The handsome eyebrow of muyazhe picked it up, and he thought of the cold water he had splashed on that day. In my memory, the impression of this child is not so soft and cute.

- yunshishi is my mother of yuntianyou and the woman I will guard for my whole life. I will never allow you to let her suffer a little grievance, let alone you make her sad.

Who do you think you are? Why do you bully my mommy and make her sad? If I see you again, you make my mommy suffer a little grievance, I will not let you go.

The smell of gunpowder is so strong, and now it is natural and pollution-free in front of cloud poetry, which is no different from the ordinary six-year-old children.

This little milk bag is big and six-year-old. How good is the acting?