Chapter 551: Warm treasure, I am hurting 201

However, Qian Qianmo suddenly thought of something cold. He reached out and grabbed the little hand that pressed his back on his back. He asked, "Warm, I listened to Li Yuan, today Wen Zhi has come. ?"
Number warm: "Yeah."
Then move his big hand and continue to give him a place to go.
晟 Thousands of inks frowned slightly, some unnatural: "She didn't say anything bad about me?"
The number of warm-bent lips, the face with a shallow smile, but the tone of the speech is very calm and cold: "What do you think will be known? Is it your grasp of what guilty?"
晟 Thousands of inks snorted: "The king's hall is just right, where will be caught."
"What are you afraid of?" The warmth of the sound is still very light.
"This king is afraid that you accidentally misunderstood her words and swear by the king."
The number of warmth could not help but licked his waist. "It’s not the kind of person who knows it!"
Qian Qianmo laughed and heard her sensitive.
The number of warmth smashed and touched it up, but the result was that the fire was burned and was pressed back underneath.
"Bao... help the husband to take off his clothes..." He rubbed her leg and stared at her.
The number of warmth clearly felt what... The little face suddenly turned red. "You...you are not serious!"
I’ve been talking about Tian Er just now, and I’m going to have to play tricks for a moment...
And, isn't he saying that he is tired for a day at the military camp?
"The baby obviously likes me very seriously." Qian Qianmo said while biting her bedclothes.
"You are not... have you been busy in the military camp for a whole day?"
"So you have to work and rest."
......
After a affair, Qian Qianhan held the body warm and washed the body. When he came back to the dormitory to lie down, the night was already deep and deep.
The number of warmth was tossed very tired, but it was a thousand inks, as if eating enough to drink the same spirit, but also holding her to kiss and kiss.
"... are you not tired?"
"not bad."
"Sleeping well..."
The number of warmth was not tempered by him, and he could only soften him.
Qian Qianhan sighed and had to promise her.
He looked at the number of warmth and gradually closed his eyes. It seems that he was really tired and tossed by him. After a long while, Qian Qianmo only reached out and touched the little girl with a light red face. She scraped her nose very lightly, and her fingertips slowly fell on her red lips, gently rubbing it.
The next moment, the number of warm hands stretched out his hand, opened his eyes, and fixedly looked at him: "What?"
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A few warm eyes were sluggish for a moment, gently rubbing my eyelashes, hanging my head, silent for a while, suddenly suddenly could not help but buried in his arms, slowly hugged him, the voice brought A cry, aggrieved: "Pharaoh... If I don't ask, do you have to wait until the expedition tells me?"
"Sorry, warm... I am afraid that you are sad." He didn't have a long time with the number of warm reunions, how could he be willing to leave her after two days of marriage...
National events are always more important than their children.
Always have a country before you can have a home.
Several heating fans cried and licked his chest. "Do you still want to finish the rogue and run away the next day..."