The happy life of crossing

Chapter 156

Hearing Huo Mingxuan's words, Xia An'an felt her heart go cold. Her eyes were flushed, and her tone was sad, "Why do you say that? Have you forgotten how happy we were in your dream? What? Qian Yu is so cute and sensible, why do you despise him so much?"

Mr. Huo, who had put his whole body into his work, didn't even realize that his wife had exploded, and he still didn't even look at her, and said in a light tone, "Don't forget that it's just a dream. Dreams and reality are different. Different."

Xia Anan's heart suddenly became cold.

Looking at the husband with a disapproving face, she really didn't want to say a word to him. She had already half-trimmed the ball of thread for knitting a scarf for him, but now she threw it viciously on the sofa. Why is she doing it? I have to bother knitting a scarf for him!This ruthless man!
Not wanting to look at him again, Xia An'an turned around and ran upstairs, throwing herself on the bed, the sadness still lingering in her heart.

In his dream, she had personally experienced everything. She remembered every detail of their relationship. She only thought that Huo Mingxuan cherished it as much as she did, but she didn't expect him to be so calm. It was a dream!

Moreover, Qian Yu had to be packed and thrown out!

Qian Yu is so sensible and so cute, when he fainted in the dream, he cried like hell, but he was so cold, and he despised him so much.

She couldn't bear this about him!
Mr. Huo, who was engrossed in watching the market trend, didn't hear anything for a long time. He looked up belatedly, only to find that the person on the sofa opposite him had disappeared.

Mr. Huo frowned, and then remembered what happened just now, and then looked at the ball of thread that rolled to the ground but no one paid attention to it, his heart skipped a beat, and after scolding himself for being stupid, he lowered his head and picked up the ball of thread , and then strode upstairs.

The door of her room was left open, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw her wiping her tears with her back to him.

Mr. Huo sighed helplessly. Although he always felt that everything in the dream could not be taken seriously, how could he forget that what happened in the dream was something she experienced personally.

Moreover, he said that it was just a joke that he wanted to pack Qianyu and throw it out, but he didn't expect to hurt her beloved son's heart.

Mr. Huo walked over slowly, took off his shoes and crawled to her side. Unlike his indifference just now, his tone at this moment was unreasonably soft, "I was just teasing you."

Xia An'an wiped away her tears, and said in a cold tone, "Did you tease me like this? You don't like Qian Yu that much?"

Mr. Huo looked at her from top to bottom with his body half propped up, but seeing that her eyes were red and her face was covered with tears, and she didn't know how long she had been crying. , softly said: "How could I not like it? I was really teasing you just now, even if you gave birth to me a monster, it would still hurt me."

Xia An'an glared at him viciously, did you have a monster?
Mr. Huo obviously found that his consolation was useless, his wife was still angry with him, he was proficient in asking him to play tricks and tricks with his opponents at the negotiating table, but he was not born with this skill when you asked him to comfort a woman.

So, looking at her wife's tears, he became more and more at a loss. He wanted to wipe her tears away, but he didn't know how to do it. He was afraid that he would hurt her if he didn't pay attention, so he could only hug her tightly subconsciously. His eyes were fixed on her face with accommodating and distressed eyes.

Mr. Huo felt that he had lived half his life, and he had never been so useless for a moment, that he couldn't even comfort his wife well.

Mr. Huo was in a hurry for a long time, but he didn't think of a substantive solution. He stroked his forehead helplessly, hey, he suddenly found that he still has a pair of ears, so Mr. Huo, who had an idea, was very gentle and sincere. His wife said: "I found that my ears are extra soft today, don't you want to rub them?"

Xia An'an: "...." Who wants to rub his ears?Really!

Seeing that her wife didn't respond for a long time, Mr. Huo became a little anxious, "Are you sure you don't want to rub it?"

Xia An'an sighed helplessly, this man's cuteness is really terrible.

She simply turned to face him, put her hands on his ears and kneaded them, and said to him angrily, "Who says I won't do it? It's mine!"

His wife finally agreed to talk to him, and the big rock in Mr. Huo's heart fell to the ground. He hugged her a little tighter, with an indelible pampering tone, "Your, yours, no one will snatch it from you."

Xia An'an rubbed his ears, and rubbed his face again. Mr. Huo didn't resist at all, and let his wife rub his face into weird shapes.

At the age of 38, his skin is still so good, and because of long-term fitness, his skin is extremely tight. Xia Anan envied him for a while, so he simply pinched his face with his hands and pulled it to the sides. Mr. Huo's slender face The thin and sexy lips were pulled into a toad's mouth in an instant, looking so ugly.

Xia An'an finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It's so ugly!"

Huo Mingxuan: "...." Well, as long as you're happy.

(End of this chapter)