His Honey Lover

"Mr. Huo, what do you mean?"

The smile on Yang Shan's face can't be maintained any longer. Those who can hide themselves can also hear Huo Tianqing's words with great contempt.

"It doesn't mean much. I just like Miss Yang, never take a bus."

Huo Tianqing light mouth, eyes a piece of indifference.

Yang shanchui's hand on the side of his body tightly clenched.

Today, she wants to win Huo Tianqing. Men are visual animals. Originally, she thought that she was caught by hand, but instead, she fell down and was severely humiliated!

Looking at the man in front of her, Yang Shan is not reconciled. She thinks about it for a long time, but if she wants to stay here at this time

"Mr. Huo..." Yang Shan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and a shadow of grievance was cast under her eyelids. "Huo always didn't misunderstand me. Before Huo, I had nothing to do with other men at all -"

"that has nothing to do with me." Huo Tianqing lowered her head, interrupted her words and looked at her watch. "I called room service five minutes ago. Now it's estimated that it's coming. If Miss Yang wants to continue standing here, feel free."

His tone was flat, but Yang Shan's face was hot. At last, he just stamped his feet, picked up the things on the tray and ran away from here quickly.

Huo Tianqing sees Yang Shan leave, and he doesn't rush back to the house to close the door. Instead, he stands outside the door and draws out a cigarette to light it.

The corridor soon calmed down.

Song Miao, who has been eavesdropping and peeping behind the door, is very happy.

Yang Shan really wants to seduce Huo Tianqing. Originally, she also pinched a sweat for fear that Huo Tianqing would be harmful to their song family after being hooked by Yang Shan. However, she didn't expect that Huo Tianqing not only refused her, but also smashed her hope.

In this way, the two companies are still competing fairly.

Looking at the door, Huo Tianqing is almost finished smoking a cigarette. His posture of smoking is very XG, and his Adam's apple rolls up and down. In the smoke, his face with deep edges and corners looks more three-dimensional and beautiful.

His heart suddenly moved, and song Miao's breath also smothered. Accidentally, his clothes touched the shoe cabinet on the porch, and a slipper fell down, making a sound.

Feeling the sight of the man outside the door, song Miao is surprised. He quickly closes the door, takes a deep breath behind the door, and looks at the slipper in chagrin.

Just so quiet, the man outside the voice must have heard, just hope he didn't see himself eavesdropping.

Song Miaosi wants to go, but secretly he is a little annoyed. Why do you eavesdrop on such a bad thing!

But At the thought of Yang Shangang's figure, she felt better.

And the man smoking cigarettes outside, flicked the cigarette end, beautiful thin lips, gradually evoke a charming arc.

……

The next morning, song Miao got up early. After washing and tidying up, he wanted to go to the downstairs restaurant for breakfast.

Just as I opened the door, I stopped.

She lowered her head, at first glance, saw a pair of men's Handmade suede shoes outside the door.

Along the shoes, Huo Tianqing's handsome and indifferent face came into view. He leans on the wall next to her room with cigarettes in his index and middle fingers. His smoking posture is very elegant, XG, which is more frivolous than usual.

When she raised her head, he just had a puff of smoke coming over. Song Miao coughed and his face changed. "Mr. Huo, what's the matter with you?"

"I miss you." Huo Tianqing stands up straight. He is more than a head higher than song Miao. When he looks down at Song Miao from the top, he has a kind of careless laziness.

Song Miao's scalp was numb and he laughed dryly, "Yeah."

I don't know what he is smoking. Since that night, she is more and more aware of his danger, thinking about how to leave downstairs or return to the room quietly. The man has narrowed his eyes and seems to be a little unhappy, "don't you believe it?"

Song Miao chokes. Embarrassment and embarrassment make her face turn red quickly. She has countless words in her chest, but she doesn't know how to answer them.

Huo Tianqing looked at her scarlet face, and her temper was about to burst out. With a happy smile in his heart, he gave a faint cry, "meow -"

"Wuwu Sobbing, sobbing... " The voice of big white dog's response was from far to near. Soon, the fluffy dog had run to Huo Tianqing and waved to him.

Huo Tianqing patted it on the head and pointed to song Miao, "don't you miss her? Don't you go there soon."

Big white dog seems to understand Huo Tianqing's words, turns around and pounces on Song Miao.

It was huge, fat and heavy, and almost knocked song Miao to the ground. Fortunately, song Miao grasped the doorframe in time, stabilized his body and hugged the big white dog in front of him.

Looking at Huo Tianqing who has been licking his meow, song Miao lowers her eyebrow to cover the complexity in her eyes.He said miss her, the dog miss her?

……

When I went back, all the people took the bus when I came.

Not surprisingly, as soon as he opened the car door, song Miao saw the big white dog looking at her inside. When he saw her, he sobbed in a low voice and sat down.

Song Miao was helpless. The driver turned his head and just wanted to say something. Song Miao had already raised his hand to stop him. "I know, Mr. Huo doesn't know how to take care of dogs. It's troublesome for me all the way."

The driver touched his nose, looking embarrassed. "That's what Huo always said."

Song Miao gently tugs at the corner of his mouth. When he comes to the hotel, the excitement of teasing big white dog is gone. He just holds the dog and looks at the street view outside the window.

Seeing that song Miao didn't speak and didn't have the strength to play with the dog when he came, the driver was a little nervous, but he still secretly dialed the mobile phone number of general manager Huo of their family and turned on the hands-free phone.

Less than two minutes later, song Miao behind him suddenly said to him, "my mobile phone is dead. I want to make a call. Can I borrow your mobile phone from Shifu?"

The words are asking, but before the driver responds, song Miao has already passed over and taken away his mobile phone on the side.

"Ah, Miss Song, that --"

"eh, so you are on the phone with Mr. Huo?" Song Miao pretended to be surprised to interrupt his words, and then did not look at him, only innocently toward the end of the mobile phone, "Mr. Huo, do you have anything else to tell the driver?"

At the other end of the mobile phone, Huo Tianqing, who has noticed something wrong when he hears song Miao's voice, is slightly stiff at the moment, and then hangs up the mobile phone without expression.

For the rest of the journey, Secretary Chen saw his boss cursing his lips and frowning again and again. He drove more carefully.

……

When song Miao heard the hang up over there, his mood became more complicated.

"Miss Song..." The driver looked at her carefully in the rearview mirror, "you Do you want to call again? "

Song Miao hooked the hair behind his ear, handed back his mobile phone, and said faintly, "no need."

"Oh." The driver quickly released a hand to take over the mobile phone, this time directly into his pocket, back has been wet.

When I came here, I started from Huoshi, and when I went back, I got off the car at Huoshi.

Chen Lian was in a good mood when he got out of the car. He thought it was because Miss Song, with her eyes turned, was waiting for everyone to get out of the car and greet them. "We've worked hard for a few days. Today, Huo is the host. How about inviting three young ladies of Yang and Chu to enjoy lunch in Haoting?"