His Honey Lover

He had never thought that he would do these things before. Although song Miao teased him about whether he fell in love with handcraft, Huo Tianqing was still happy because song Miao's world became wonderful.

Huo Tianqing lowered his head seriously and let song Miao look at it again. Huo Tianqing couldn't help saying, "haven't you seen enough?"

Song Miao said with a smile: "you've done a great job. If you're not your president in the future, you can rely on your skills to support your family." Song Miao's eyes are bright, and Huo Tianqing's omnipotence is admirable.

"Ha ha, be a craftsman." Huo Tianqing goes on following song Miao's words, but song Miao can think that even if Huo Tianqing does not inherit Huo's, he has a double doctorate in economics and management from Harvard University.

With Huo Tianqing's own ability, he is not so down as to rely on his craft to support his family. He can't help but look at Song Miao a few more times and find that song Miao is very lovely.

"Make a good ring. Don't make it ugly." Huo Tianqing said with a flat face, if not serious, song Miao would be lazy again.

"The hands are broken." Song Miao looks at the abrasives on his hand plaintively. As a designer, he has no good ideas in his head.

Of course, song Miao's saying that his hands are broken is just talking. Designers have strong hands-on ability. However, in front of Huo Tianqing, he feels that he is much worse than song Miao.

"Think hard and use your brain." Huo Tianqing patted song Miao's head gently. It was estimated that song Miao had been pregnant for three years. Now he felt that song Miao had really become stupid.

"I'll draw a drawing first." Song Miao said with a smile, and began to work as he spoke.

After a while, there was a prototype on the paper, which was more in line with song Miao's style. In the process of painting, song Miao has more and more ideas. The ring she wants to make for Huo Tianqing has been shaped in her head.

When the work is done, song Miao puts down his pen and paper, and Huo Tianqing stops and comes to see the drawing.

"Do you like it?" Song Miao asked with a smile.

Huo Tianqing nodded, looking at his unfinished ring, thinking whether to modify it again. Since it's a couple's ring, it's better to echo each other. Huo Tianqing is lost in thought.

"If you have to wait for me, you are so far behind you." Song Miao pulled the arm of raho Tianqing and said.

"Well, wait for you. Don't worry. We have plenty of time." Huo Tianqing is still thinking about the modification. Originally, he wanted song Miao to design according to his ideas. It seems that he will eventually design according to song Miao's ideas.

Song Miao starts to get busy. Huo Tianqing occasionally casts his eyes on him. Song Miao is very meticulous and works slowly. Huo Tianqing also began to modify his ring, which was about to be shaped. He did it again, and the action was faster.

Two people have been busy until dark, song Miao rubbing sour swollen neck, looked at the time, did not expect to be so late. Huo Tianqing is playing with the ring in his hand. He does it first. Looking at Song Miao's patient appearance, Huo Tianqing is full of happiness.

Clench your fist, and the ring is in the palm of your hand. Song Miao takes the ring out of the oven to Huo Tianqing.

"Tianqing, look, it's similar to the one on the drawing!" Song Miao looks forward to Huo Tianqing's affirmation.

"yes, as like as two peas." Huo Tianqing said, "let me see, are you a magic pen Ma Liang? Even the details are exactly the same. If it can be called the hand crippling party, few people will dare to say that they are clever. "

During this period of time, Huo Tianqing always praises song Miao in a different way. The language doesn't know how Huo Tianqing thought of it. Sweet words from Huo Tianqing's mouth, especially persuasive, even if that kind of other people say frivolous and boastful words, from Huo Tianqing's mouth will become different.

"There's no exaggeration." Song Miao is embarrassed by Huo Tianqing's praise, and his mouth is always filled with a sweet smile.

Huo Tianqing spread out his hand, "how about the ring I made for you?" Song Miao looks at the ring lying in the palm of Huo Tianqing's hand. She is a little surprised.

Song Miao looks at the ring in front of him, and then at the ring in the palm of Huo Tianqing's hand. The style is really similar. It looks like the right ring.

"Do you like it?" Huo Tianqing's eyes change from surprise to joy when he looks at Song Miao. He wants to pile all the good things in front of song Miao. After being with song Miao for a long time, Huo Tianqing has become an interesting person.

"I like it." Song Miao reaches out and plans to get the ring. The ring made by Huo Tianqing is more meaningful than anything else.

Huo Tianqing clenches his palm, takes the ring back, and looks at Song Miao with a bad smile. Huo Tianqing has another plan in mind.

"I can't give you my ring easily. It's a magic ring." Huo Tianqing said vividly, as if it was really the same thing.

"How can I have this magic ring?" Song Miao asked with cooperation.

"In exchange for the same thing." Huo Tianqing said very seriously.

"Then look at this ring in my hand, will it?" Song Miao carefully hands the ring to Huo Tianqing.Huo Tianqing pretended to consider the appearance, for a long time to return: "well, let's exchange rings."

Song Miao said with a smile, "but my ring has no magic power." She pretends to cooperate, when Huo Tianqing is so childlike.

"I'll give it magic." Huo Tianqing has a model to have a kind of say, it seems to really play addiction.

The two exchanged rings for each other and put on sincere rings for each other. Huo Tianqing touched the ring on Song Miao's hand and said solemnly, "once you put on this magic ring, you can't take it off."

Song Miao nodded with a smile, "then don't take it down." Looking at Huo Tianqing's rare appearance, song Miao suddenly regretted that he was in such a hurry to return home.

In city B, Huo Tianqing can't be so casual. Many things are inconvenient for them to do in city B. strange places, strange people or things make both of them not like themselves.

It was a little late when they got back to the hotel. Song Miao and Huo Tianqing washed quickly and lay down on the bed. Both of them felt a little tired. When she wakes up tomorrow, she will leave here. Song Miao can't sleep. Pregnant women's sleep is very strange. Sometimes she can sleep for a long time, sometimes she can't sleep around.

"Miaomiao, go to bed and get up early tomorrow." Huo Tianqing said in a tone of coaxing children.

"I can't sleep." Song Miao pillows his head on Huo Tianqing's powerful arm and looks at Huo Tianqing's side like a little fan.

"I can't sleep, so I plan to look at me all the time?" Huo Tianqing touched song Miao's head and looked at her bright eyes, showing a warm smile.

"If you look good, you should always look at you." Song Miao said foolishly that she was also afraid that it would be a turbulence to return to city B. now she especially cherishes her time. As soon as she closes her eyes, several hours have passed.

"Sleep, do not sleep well, how to fly tomorrow?" Huo Tianqing caresses song Miao's cheek and specially turns around. Song Miao is like a playful child and needs to be coaxed.

"Sleep on the plane." Song Miao blinks his eyes. At this moment, he is not sleepy at all. He has to look at Huo Tianqing all the time.

"Naughty." Huo Tianqing curved his index finger and scraped on the bridge of song Miao's nose.

"Are you sleepy or not?" Song Miao's eyes seem to shine. He just stares at Huo Tianqing with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"Not sleepy." When song Miao looks at him like this, even if he is tired, he will feel energetic.

"Then we'll have a chat." Song Miao is seldom wayward, and the most wayward side is given to Huo Tianqing.

"What do you want to talk about?" Huo Tianqing kisses song Miao on the cheek. Since he doesn't sleep, he always wants to do something.

After thinking about it for a long time, song Miao frowned deeply, but still didn't understand what to talk about. It was a headache to insist on finding a topic.

Huo Tianqing saw that song Miao was thinking so seriously that he was embarrassed to disturb her. It took song Miao a long time to react.

"I don't mean to say anything when I think of it. No one directly asks me what I want to talk about." Song Miao feels that Huo Tianqing has taken him to the pit. He looks like a protester.

"I'll just ask." Huo Tianqing quickly shirks, but it can't be said that song Miao is stupid.

Song Miao turns to express his dissatisfaction. Huo Tianqing hugs song Miao from behind. His hand gently stroked song Miao's belly, as if he could feel the child's heartbeat. Huo Tianqing held his breath.

I don't know how long it took for song Miao to fall asleep before Huo Tianqing stopped. Huo Tianqing leaned up to song Miao's ear and said softly, "good night, baby."

The night is already deep, and the people who stay up late still can't sleep because of various reasons. Huo Tianqing looks at the light in the bedroom. It seems that he can touch the weak light as soon as he reaches out his hand.

In the early morning, Huo Tianqing wakes up on time, while song Miao is still asleep. The plane ticket is specially bought around 11 o'clock, so that song Miao can sleep well.

Pregnant women and ordinary people are not the same, sleep time is greatly increased, looking at Song Miao sleep in a daze, I really can't help but like.

"Miaomiao, have you guessed where I'm going to take you?" Huo Tianqing whispers to song Miao in a deep sleep.

Song Miao turns around. Huo Tianqing's face is a little nervous, worried that song Miao will press his stomach. However, every time song Miao does not affect her pregnant stomach, she even wants to protect her child in her sleep, which is probably the maternal instinct.

"When the alarm goes off, I'll wake you up." Huo Tianqing still talks to song Miao, although song Miao can't hear him.

Like a person, even the way she fell asleep are so like, Huo Tianqing stroked song Miao's cheek. A little slight action can't wake up song Miao. Huo Tianqing is more and more bold. Song Miao still sleeps sweetly.

In his sleep, song Miao shows a sweet smile. Huo Tianqing guesses that song Miao has a good dream. Huo Tianqing, who has finished wearing, can't help climbing onto the bed, with a quilt across from Song Miao. Song Miao arched in the direction of Huo Tianqing. Huo Tianqing looked at Song Miao's action fondly. His body was slightly cool and kept a distance from Song Miao carefully.