Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

An Ziqi raised her eyebrows, raised her leg and walked directly towards the desk.

The folder on the desk is just an ordinary file, and there is nothing special about it.

An Ziqi looked down and looked carefully, only to see a few words on the blank space above the document, where Xiao Moli's pen pointed to.

"Beloved An Ziqi."

Except for signatures, she rarely sees Xiao Moli's vigorous and sharp font pen when she writes, but what she writes is tender and tender.

Just like him, he is powerful and domineering but full of affection.

A big slender hand took her into her arms, and the voice of a chuckle sounded in her ears.

"Are you lonely and empty again?"

"Yeah, I just want to come and see, which little fairy is so charming that makes you linger in the study and never go back every night."

An Ziqi's lips curled up slightly and said.

Xiao Moli smiled and kissed her hair behind him, "Did you see it?"

"Well, I see it clearly that you have changed your heart and deliberately don't want to go back." An Ziqi deliberately curled her lips and accused him, reaching out and pushing him away, trying to get up.

However, Xiao Moli put her hands firmly around her waist, picked her up with a chuckle, and placed it on the desk in front of him.

Containing her in front of him, he smiled and cursed, "Little has no conscience."

Then he lowered his head and sucked on her lips. These days, Xiao Moli stayed in the study late every night. When he returned, An Ziqi was already asleep.

The two hadn't made each other for a long time, and the tender kiss quickly became hot.

Xiao Moli kissed her uncontrollably, looked at the person in his arms, and thought of...

The deep eyes were darker.

An'an, I won't forget you!

Where An Ziqi stretched out her hand without relying on it, she could only use both hands to climb his shoulders.

Floating up and down in the joyful ocean with his movements.

Perhaps it was because the two of them hadn't made each other for a long time, or perhaps because they were in the study, Xiao Moli tossed twice with great courage, and then returned to the room with her in his arms.

An Ziqi was tired to death, and she was so drowsy that Xiao Moli took her to the bathroom and took a shower.

He opened his eyes a little bit hard, and saw that Xiao Moli was still neatly dressed, and his arm sleeves were half wet and still unrolled.

He vaguely told him, "Sleeves are wet, we need to roll them up."

Hearing a hum from Xiao Moli, he closed his eyes and fell asleep deeply for a moment.

When she woke up early the next morning, Xiao Moli had already got up and went to the company.

She knew that he was so busy every day to give her a better life.

She knew that she should understand him.

However, she never wanted the money and material.

I am used to waking up in his warm arms every morning, and now I can't see him every morning when I get up, and there is still a sense of loss in my heart that cannot be restrained.

Before she recovered from her loss, the phone on the bedside table rang suddenly.

An Ziqi hurriedly reached out and picked it up.

"Ancestor, do you remember going to the TV station to record the trial at ten o'clock this morning?"

Lin Man said bitterly on the phone.

An Ziqi took the phone away from her ear and checked the time. It was already half past nine.

"Sister Man, you can coordinate with the director first, and I'll be there soon."

It was the first round of trials before, and because the recording started halfway through, it has always been in Huanyu.