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Chapter 180 Miaomiao, give me a baby
Angrily, Song Yan went back to pick up the shoes, and when she walked out again, there was nowhere to see Huo Tianqing's car.

She kicked her feet resentfully, but she could only return to her car temporarily.

……

Huo Tianqing got out of Guan Ding and dialed a phone number to Guan Yue. After answering the call, he frowned, "Check out the pregnancy status of Song Yan's mother, Liu Xian."

Guan Yue turned on the speakerphone, and the other two heard it, Qin Huai smiled, "I said, why is Fourth Brother dawdling with that woman at the door, the relationship is for intelligence."

Huo Tianqing didn't have any expression on his face. Originally, he didn't have the skill to deal with Song Yan, but she was so stupid that she bumped into her, so he just asked something by the way.As expected, there were some problems.

"It is said that Song Yuanyang's wife is pregnant with a boy. According to Song Yuanyang's emphasis and shrewdness, this baby should not be a fake one regardless of gender." Lu Yan next to him interjected.

Of course Huo Tianqing also thought of it, he squinted his eyes, thought of something, and said: "Check her recent diet and life, there will always be some clues."

……

When Song Miao looked up from the copywriting, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

She stretched her waist, feeling that her waist was so sore, she stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked down at the traffic flow downstairs.

The night in City B is very beautiful, the whole city is lit up with lights, which is much gentler than the seriousness and indifference during the day.

The phone seemed to vibrate just now, but she was too involved to look at it.

At this moment, he took the mobile phone, while drinking a glass of milk, while flipping through the information just now.Sure enough, it was Huo Tianqing who sent it, asking if she finished her work.

He didn't call her directly, thinking that he was afraid of disturbing her work, so he sent a text message.

Song Miao's heart warmed up, and she directly dialed the phone.

"Hey……"

Hearing her voice, Huo Tianqing's voice came in a low voice, "Finally finished work?"

"Yeah." Song Miao nodded, drank the remaining hot milk, turned around and went back to the chair to pack her things, "You... came to pick me up?"

"What do you think?" The three short words revealed a touch of tenderness.

Song Miao instantly felt that the fatigue on her body also dissipated. The corners of her mouth raised, she quickly packed her things, and walked towards the elevator.

When he was in the elevator, he subconsciously tidied up his clothes.

Walking out of Song's building, as soon as he went out, he saw a man standing not far downstairs.

I have to say that Huo Tianqing is really God's darling, even if it's just doing nothing like this, leaning on the car body with a calm expression, being made by him, there is a feeling of laziness and elegance.He was only wearing a white shirt on his upper body, with two buttons on the neckline, and the cuff of his left hand was folded up, with a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger. In the white smoke, his eyes became deeper and darker.

As if he had noticed her gaze, Huo Tianqing raised his head, looked straight at her, met her gaze, the corners of his thin lips slightly raised, and then directly stifled the cigarette in his hand.

Under Huo Tianqing's gaze, Song Miao blushed slightly for some reason, walked up to him, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Why don't you call me when you come, you must have been waiting here for a long time right?"

The text message was sent half an hour ago, and on the ground... three or four cigarette butts have already been thrown.

"It's not long." Huo Tianqing hooked his thin lips, and directly opened the door of the passenger seat.

Song Miao took advantage of the opportunity to sit in, but Huo Tianqing suddenly embraced her body, planted a kiss on her forehead, and then let her go, "Go in."

Song Miao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Huo Tianqing's bottomless black eyes.The eyes of the man in front of her seemed to have magical powers, making her feel like she couldn't get out every time she looked into them.

There was a low laugh coming from next to her ears, Song Miao felt her ears burning, so she quickly sat in.

The car quickly started the engine and drove away.

As soon as Song Miao got into the car, she found several beautiful rose branches under the front windshield. She was a little surprised, took a look at one, and smiled, "The roses grow quite late."

"Do you like it?" The man driving next to her quickly turned away and glanced at her, his side cheeks were stern but with a trace of deliberate tenderness.

"I like it." Song Miao took the other two flower branches into her hands, her eyes curled into crescents with a smile, "Give it to me?"

"Hmm." Seeing the smile on Song Miao's face, Huo Tianqing softened his heart. He didn't have a right hand to drive, and reached out to hold Song Miao's left hand.

On her left hand, the ring naturally came into his eyes. Huo Tianqing held her hand and couldn't help but squeeze her palm.

Song Miao felt a burst of happiness and contentment in her heart. She held the flower branch cautiously with her hand, but she was still lightly pricked by the flower thorn.

The thorns on the rose branches are still sharp and hard, and it is estimated that they have just been picked not long ago.Glancing at the man driving next to him, Song Miao suddenly turned over the hand that was holding her, and looked down carefully.

As if knowing her intentions, Huo Tianqing calmly wanted to take his hand away, but Song Miao refused. Seeing that there were obvious traces of rose thorns on the belly of his beautiful fingers, Song Miao's eyebrows and eyes flashed across A trace of distress, "Why don't you be careful."

There was worry in her voice, Huo Tianqing didn't take his hand away at all, and said lightly: "It's just a small wound."

At this moment, on the index finger of his right hand, there is a wound scratched by a flower thorn. It was when he heard Song Yan say that the Song family would only belong to her, he momentarily squeezed the flower branch in his hand tightly, and accidentally gave it a severe blow. stabbed in and cut open.

Song Miao glared at him, "A big wound has to be bloody!"

She frowned slightly, and suddenly threw the flower branch, and put his injured finger into her mouth.

Huo Tianqing's body suddenly became stiff.

He slowed down and glanced at the woman who was carefully licking his fingers.Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and the light slanted down, casting a gentle shadow on her eyelids.She sucked it a little cautiously, and at the end, she raised her head and asked him, "Does it still hurt?"

Her innocent expression showed a hint of distress and anxiety, which made Huo Tianqing tickle somewhere in his heart, and suddenly stepped on the brakes.

How can such a small wound still hurt until now.

Huo Tianqing's eyes became darker, and his thin lips moved to her ear and whispered, "Miaomiao, give me a baby."

His breath blew by her ears, Song Miao felt a little itchy, and her body kept trembling slightly.

Hearing Huo Tianqing's words, she was taken aback for a moment, then buried her face in his chest, and said softly: "...OK."

Having a child with Huo Tianqing sounds...it seems very good.

Song Miao was filled with a feeling of happiness when she thought that a little bun would be cared for by the two of them soon.

When Huo Tianqing heard Song Miao's answer, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he hugged her even tighter.

(End of this chapter)