But soon, Emperor Yan Mo's eyebrows slowly stretched out.

He remembered that his parents seemed to like little ******** Yanmo's mouth, bent over and kissed his little wife's eyebrows, and then put his little wife into his arms to sleep as usual.

Feeling the familiar embrace, Lin Qianyi arched his body, found a comfortable position, and fell into sleep.

The next morning.

Lin Qianyi is as upset as usual!!!

What about controlling yourself?!

Agreed not to be tempted?!

What about turning over and being the boss?!!!

In front of his fourth master, everything is a fighter in the clouds!!!

Looking at his little wife rolling on the bed with chagrin, Emperor Yan's deep eyes flashed a smile.

The big hand reached out and hugged the little wife into her arms. The big hand patted her little head for silent comfort.

However, his actions, in Lin's view, seem to be saying: don't struggle, you will give up your life.

Both visual sense.

So Lin Qian blew up when Eaton.

With a swoop, he threw down his fourth master firmly, brightened his teeth and chewed his head.

I felt a slight tingling in my neck, and the emperor's Yan Mo's look did not change at all. His deep eyes were still spoiled.

The little wife with fried hair is like a little fox with fried hair. She is very cute.

Emperor Yanmo held his little wife in one hand and gently stroked her hair in the other.

He was so spoiled that Lin Qianyi lost his temper completely. He loosened his mouth and lay down on his fourth master.

"If you spoil me so much, you're not afraid to spoil me?"

Lin Qianyi buried his little face in his fourth master's neck and said to his molars.

The warm breath between the neck and neck made the Emperor Yan Mo's deep eyes slightly changed, and there was some movement somewhere in the body.

However, Lin Qianyi, who was wondering at this time, did not notice the change of Emperor Yan ink.

"Spoiled well, only I want you."

Emperor Yan Mo hooked his lips, obviously happy.

“……”

Lin Qianyi drew a little from the corner of his mouth.

Should she be moved? Or should I be moved?!

"Well... Then you should spoil me forever. You can't don't want me, let alone love me."

Lin Qianyi raised his head, raised his little paw and impolitely pinched his fourth master's handsome face.

Finally, his white teeth were exposed as a threat.

However, in the eyes of Emperor Yan Mo, it is incomparably cute.

I want to rub my little wife into my arms and never separate.

"Well, always spoil you, always as long as you, always only love you, and you will always be alone."

Emperor Yan Mo kissed his little wife's eyebrows and said with a soft face.

After Lin Qianyi tossed about for a while, he got up and was ready to go to the place he had made an appointment with Qi Ling.

Of course, before getting up, Lin Qianyi did not forget to set a fire on his fourth master.

To prevent a fourth master from closing the curtains again, making the morning the night, and then holding her to do 'night exercise'!

Lin Qianyi ran to the wardrobe at an extraordinary speed and quickly changed his clothes.

Then he looked at the fourth master out of bed with a smile. He was as proud as he wanted to be.

However, when he saw the beautiful scenery of the fourth master, he quickly looked away for fear that he could not help falling down and falling down again.

Finally, it was herself who was sour!

Lin Qianyi gritted his teeth, then looked up at the flower board, groping all the way to the bathroom.

Looking at his unusual little wife, Emperor Yanmo only spoiled and smiled.