Just looking at her, I felt attracted.

At the beginning, Liao Donghai, who was still watching He Qingming's cotton pajamas, was talking about it. At this time, there was nothing to say.

He didn't say a word, his eyes were staring straight at He Qingming's body.

When He Qingming came to him, he gave a violent cry and swallowed.

"Qing Ming, I..."

He Qingming walked up to him, her body had a burst of fragrance, and this fragrance lingered under Liao Donghai's nose all the time, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Gosh! !

He didn't know how the woman who gave birth to him was so tempting and confusing, he looked dazzled.

"what--"

Before Liao Donghai did anything, she stunned him with a palm.

He Qingming glanced at him in disgust, and glanced at the cotton pajamas he was holding on to his hands.

She reached out and took it, and threw it on Liao Donghai's face.

Then she took out a pajama in the closet again, and after putting it on her body, she sat on the bed again and began to practice.

In the early morning of the other day, He Qingming put on his clothes for going out, went downstairs, and sat down for breakfast.

Liao Donghai then ran in angrily.

"He Qingming..."

He held out his finger to her, and the anger in his eyes burst into flames.

"Why are you calling me? Don't you want to go to the company with me today? Then hurry up to eat, and come with me after eating!"

He Qingming just glanced at her lightly, then lowered his head to eat breakfast.

Seeing He Qingming's fearless touch, Liao Donghai was too embarrassed to say those things in front of his parents, so he sat down to eat something frustrated.

"Dad...time..."

Shuai Shuai took a bun and sent it to Liao Donghai.

Originally, Liao Donghai's expression was still dull, but now he smiled when he faced Shuaishuai.

"My son, it's so good!"

Liao Donghai ate the bun that Shuai Shuai was holding, and kissed Shuai Shuai again.

The handsome and handsome face of the dear is greasy, and he is directly cursing handsome father.

After a meal and breakfast, Liao Donghai followed He Qingming to work with a smile.

Sitting in the position of the co-pilot, Liao Donghai's expression changed again.

"What did you do last night?"

Liao Donghai frowned and asked her.

"What's going on, I don't know what you are talking about?"

He Qingming drove the car and glanced at her indifferently.

"Why am I on the ground when I get up in the morning?"

Liao Donghai asked again.

"How do I know, how did you sleep well on the ground? Why? I am also to blame for this. You, a big man, suddenly fell asleep on the ground. I can control it. Wherever you sleep, it’s your freedom. I will not impose any interference."

He Qingming finished these words righteously.

Liao Donghai, who was sitting next to her, was also slightly startled, listening to her saying this, he didn't know how to speak.

It's really hell, why doesn't he know that he likes to sleep on the ground when he sleeps.

He vaguely remembered that he watched her come out last night and wanted to do something.

But in a blink of an eye... I don't seem to remember anything.

When I get up in the morning, I feel like I'm lying on the carpet.

What happened? I really don't have any impression at all.