The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The western restaurant at night will be more quiet than during the day, especially when the lights are falling.

The only restaurant in the entire restaurant was her and he was very quiet.

Shi Yanyang seems to be very leisurely. He has eaten a lot of food since he took care of himself.

When he ordered the meal, he did not know whether it was a coincidence. Many things in it were based on the taste of the child's face.

When looking at the things on the table, Tong Yan smashed, and Shi Yanyang also stunned.

He was just a little bit accustomed when he ordered the meal. He and Tong Yan were too familiar with each other. They didn't pay much attention to her in the past.

He would inadvertently remember her tastes, and he himself was quite unexpected.

"Eat? Girls don't eat so much at night, give it to me." They are not at all polite, and they were not polite in front of Tong Yan.

Wanting to bring the plate around her to her side, Tong Yan has moved all the plates faster than him.

"Who said that I didn't eat, I was hungry." He put some of the plates he had given her on his side, holding the tableware, and she ate it without changing her color.

"It tastes good." She ate with relish, and the small mouth deliberately made a slap in the face, which felt like a delicious look.

Shi Yanyang glanced at her with contempt, and she took the bowl of seaweed soup she had left for him to drink.

When he ordered the meal, he was all in accordance with Tong Yan's preference. Tong Yan naturally took her favorite to her side.

Although there was a lot of food at the big table, she moved the things so that she left Shi Yanyang with only the soup that was light and had no roots.

Shi Yanyang stared at the few seaweeds still floating in the bowl, and the eyes were pumping a few times, but they did not grab her.

Tong Yan looked up and looked at him quietly. Some accidents were so good today.

Looking at him slyly, she stunned for a while.

"Don't eat, don't waste food." Very much, of course, took the plate in her hand, and he used the meal carelessly.

Tong Yan took back her eyes and waved her thoughts and continued to use his meal.

She probably wants to finish the dinner soon, and eats a bit fast. When eating foie gras, the lips of the sauce are much better.

Shi Yanyang looked at her like this in a quiet manner, her hand stretched over, one hand clasped her small chin, and one hand took the napkin, which naturally helped her to wipe off the things on her lips.

An action, he did it naturally, but the child's face was awkward.

The eyes fixed on his hand holding her chin, and the child was lost for a while, and he unwillingly pushed his hand away. "I will come by myself."

"Don't move." Without paying attention to her words, Shi Yanyang continued to help her wipe.

Wiping her lips to the side, her hands still did not let her go, but staring at her intently, her fingertips even licking her skin.

Tong Yan's skin is very slippery, like a satin with a good satin, touch, delicate and incredible, as a child.

As a child, although she did not have much impression, she did not have to pinch her face.

QQ, soft and smooth, pinch up jelly-like comfort.

Shi Yanyang's fingertips gently licked her squatting skin, and she was so obsessed that she didn't want to let go.