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"Uh-huh...... Aung Aung ......"

The little milk dog, who was forgotten on the sofa, only dared to make two pitiful 'woo-huh' sounds that were quieter than a cat's meow.

I want to remind 'Ma Ma' to pay attention, there is a poor little one who can't get off the sofa.

But now, 'Ma Ma' is obviously dizzy by 'Dad', and he has forgotten that his 'three-year-old' has been forgotten on the sofa.

Whew...... Sansan's pitiful bar was on the edge of the sofa, and he wanted to shout 'Ma Ma' back, but he didn't dare to scream.

Woo woo, my 'father's eyes' are so cold and terrible, it doesn't dare, it doesn't dare......

In this way, Xiao Fadou 'Li San-year-old' twisted his little fat buttocks again, and nested back on the sofa little by little.

Its melancholy little eyes could only lock on to the staircase.

I hope that my own 'numbness' will find out in my conscience and think about it later...... Carry it upstairs.

*

Ma Ma, who was pinned on by 'Sansan', was stunned by his 'cold and cruel' father at this time, and collapsed on the big bed in the bedroom.

Li Junyu's eyes were deep, examining everything.

This time, the door has been locked.

The third Junche should be honestly staying in his own room at this moment.

Without his own orders, he would never dare to come out and make trouble.

Ling Nan and the housekeeping aunt here don't worry, they are all very interesting and will never come to disturb.

And the only little milk dog that might make trouble was also deliberately left on the sofa in the living room by him.

The stupid dog's legs were ridiculously short, and it was impossible for him to jump off the couch on his own.

Everything was perfect.

The light in his eyes is faint.

Li Junyu's bottomless eyes stared directly at the little milk cat he put on the big bed.

In the European-style bed tent, the girl is deeply sunk between the soft quilts.

She was wearing a cute pink pajamas worn at home, and the hem of her blouse had already been messed up and opened by him......

A small piece of white slender, reverie-inducing waist is exposed.

At the collar, there is a looming collarbone.

It was covered with kiss marks that he had personally branded every night before going to bed and after waking up in the morning.

The girl's long soft black hair was spread out, like the finest silk, and her delicate and lovely little face was even more pitiful.

"Meng Meng, good ...... Give it to ......me," he said, looking at her earnestly.

Ruan Mengmeng subconsciously pulled the collar of her pajamas and fell stupid.

"I want you......" he spoke again.

The voice is low and magnetic, revealing endless tenderness.

The girl's apricot eyes flashed, and at such a time, it seemed that all the rejections were stuck in her throat and could no longer be spoken.

They are husband and wife, legally husband and wife.

And the man in front of her is her husband, the closest man in the world.

Ruan Mengmeng lay on the big bed, looking up at the man who had taken off his coat, suit, and shirt and covered her with a heavy body.

Li Junyu's face was still calm and cold, but the eyes that looked at her were already deep and hot, full of greed.

It was greed for her.

Wanting to get the greed of a woman.

Li Junyu did promise Ruan Zhaotian that he would not have further development with Mengmeng.

But in the eyes of the Tyrant, it was just a negotiation technique.

He didn't think Nguyen was right.

He will be with Mengmeng forever, she will always be his wife, he will ...... Give Meng Meng a future that can be looked forward to.

The man's bony fingers unbuttoned the last button of the girl's pajamas.

The big palm went up and hooked the shoulder straps of the pink corset—

[Before 21 o'clock in the next chapter~]