Here Comes a Cute Baby—To Kidnap a Daddy as a Gift for My Mommy

Sheng Yeling thinks more and more about being bored. Seeing Xia Xingcheng\'s busy back in the kitchen, he can\'t bear his own thoughts after all.

He found a place where he could see Xia Xingcheng sitting down in the busy kitchen and picked up a newspaper to read.

But Sheng Yeling himself knows that his eyes have never left Xia Xingcheng\'s sight.

Xia Xingcheng doesn\'t notice the burning vision behind her. She is busy with the things in her hands and her heart is also very complicated.

She found that she thought about her relationship with Sheng yeting too simply at the beginning, so she was so embarrassed when she came to the company.

As soon as I think of the inquiring eyes and guessing eyes of those colleagues towards her and Sheng yeting, Xia Xingcheng\'s heart will feel uncomfortable for a while.

She can see Sheng Yeling\'s Thoughts on her, but how can she respond? After all, Sheng Yeling is so excellent that everyone knows it.

Xia Xingcheng thinks of it, and the feeling of dullness in her heart becomes more and more obvious, but she still forces herself to be strong.

Xia Xingcheng is full of worries to make his own food and so on, indicating Sheng Yeling can eat.

Just at this time, Chen Ma came back from the outside with Xiaobao.

Xiaobao saw that mommy had cooked the meal in person today, but he was very happy at once, holding Xia Xingcheng\'s hand was not to let go.

She said: "Mommy, it\'s so nice that you cook yourself."

Seeing Xiaobao, Xia Xingcheng\'s feeling of loss just now was a little better, then he smiled softly.

"Xiaobao likes it. Eat it."

Xiaobao is very happy in his heart. He nodded obediently and began to eat dinner.

While eating, I always praise mommy\'s skill, which makes the atmosphere of the whole dinner table seem better than when I just started.

It\'s strange that, even so, Sheng Yeling and Xia Xingcheng never said a word at the dinner table. They ate quietly and did not mention those things in tacit silence.

After dinner, Xia Xingcheng tidies up everything. Because of something in her heart, she moves very slowly today. It\'s very late when she comes out.

Xia Xingcheng thought Sheng Yeling should have had a rest early, but the man sitting in danger on the sofa in the living room was Sheng Yeling.

Sheng Yeling hears the sound and looks in the direction of Xia Xingcheng.

"Ready?"

Sheng Yeling asks aloud, Xia Xingcheng can\'t see the things in her eyes, but she can feel what Sheng Yeling seems to be suppressing.

"Well, it\'s ready."

Summer star orange dare not to see Sheng night thunder eyes. I had to lower my head to answer.

A lot of things are like this, one is unwilling to say, one is unwilling to listen.

Sheng Yeling gets up from the sofa and goes straight to Xia Xingcheng, who has to look him in the eye.

"Then let\'s have a rest earlier."

Sheng Yeling finishes, gently pulls up Xia Xingcheng\'s hand, and the things in his eyes seem to be restraining.

Xia Xingcheng knows Sheng Yeling\'s intention. He panics and pulls his hand out of his hand.

"I think I\'d better go to sleep next door." Said Xia Xingcheng.

Because of the deficiency of heart, I didn\'t dare to see Sheng Yeling\'s expression at this time.

Sheng Yeling looks at the empty palm of his hand. He doesn\'t know what he is thinking.

After a moment\'s silence, Sheng Yeling heard his voice and said dryly, "am I not good here? You\'re going next door. "

When he said this, his heart began to regret it, because the prayer in his tone could be felt even by himself.

Sheng yeting was about to adjust his mind, but he only heard Xia Xing orange say in a very low voice: "no, I just think it needs time."

In this way, the speed of development between them is really too fast.

Soon, let her feel more and more insecure, as if everything is false, can disappear at any time.

She really can\'t be hurt like that anymore.

Xia Xingcheng\'s words were not finished, but Sheng Yeling pushed her against the wall. In the confusion, she felt another piece of softness on her lips.

Xia Xingcheng can\'t defend for a while, so he can only struggle instinctively and try to get rid of such a strong kiss.

Under such a dispute, Sheng Yeling couldn\'t control his emotions any more. He couldn\'t help but hold Xia Xingcheng tightly. Before Xia Xingcheng struggled to open, he held Xia Xingcheng in his arms and deepened the kiss.This kiss is very hard. Xia Xingcheng didn\'t expect Sheng Yeling to come for such a while. When he reacts, he can\'t get rid of it.

"Well..." The groan of Xia Xing and orange.

Night thunder\'s kiss has a deep meaning of punishment. He just wanted to kiss Xia Xing orange like punishment, but Xia Xing orange\'s lips are so sweet that he can\'t move any more when he touches them. He can only lick Xia Xing orange\'s lips a little and can\'t extricate himself from the beauty.

The power gap between men and women is getting bigger and bigger. Xia Xingcheng\'s struggle gradually lost his strength and finally became a weak beating, which is useless for Sheng Yeling.

Sheng Yeling\'s pent up feelings burst out in a flash. He felt that simple kissing could not satisfy his desire. He wanted more. So he could not help but take off Xia Xingcheng\'s clothes.

Xia Xingcheng is just standing near the sofa. Sheng Yeling pushes Xia Xingcheng against the sofa and can\'t move. He presses Xia Xingcheng with one hand and begins to unbutton his coat with the other.

Seeing the white skin around Xia Xing\'s orange neck, Sheng Nightingale\'s breathing was unable to help but stagnated, and his eyes were full of desire. Xia Xingcheng sees Sheng Yeling like this and naturally understands what Sheng Yeling is going to do next, but she just made up her mind that she doesn\'t want to shake so fast.

"Sheng yeting, No."

Xia Xingcheng tightly holds Sheng Yeling\'s hand to go on in panic and looks at Sheng Yeling prayingly.

Sheng Yeling paused a little, but at this critical moment, he didn\'t say anything. He pushed Xia Xingcheng\'s hand under his body and continued the unfinished action.