Master Huo's Untamed Wife

"Lin'er, why do you even speak for Jiang Xiaohan, a shameless woman?" White Rong Zhi more depressed, looked at the daughter sitting opposite, only to find that her face is not very good, looks very tired.

"What's the matter with you, lin'er? How come you look so bad? No rest, OK? " Bai Rongzhi doesn't care about Jiang Xiaohan any more and asks.

"Nothing." Liang lin'er hesitated and replied.

In fact, since Liang Yibang's business trip, there have always been inexplicable harassment calls these nights, which wake her up in the middle of the night, and then she goes to answer the phone, but there is no sound.

Liang lin'er tells Liang Yibang to find someone to check. It's a few public telephones. There's no clue yet.

Seeing Bai Rongzhi's depressed mood, Liang lin'er didn't tell her about it. Anyway, it's not a big deal. Maybe it's just a coincidence that someone dialed the wrong number.

"How about going home for a few days?" Bai Rongzhi concerned about her daughter: "you have such a big stomach. It's too dangerous to live alone in case of anything."

"Mom, I'm fine. Yibang will be back in a few days." Liang lin'er shook her head.

"All right, whatever you want. Call mom if you need anything." Seeing that her daughter, who has been on her side, did not firmly oppose Huo tingce and Jiang Xiaohan with her this time, Bai Rongzhi was very depressed: "I'll go back first."

...

when they return to Zijinshan villa from Huo's old house, Huo tingce and Jiang Xiaohan are very happy. On the one hand, Huo Guodong finally accepts Jiang Xiaohan and promises to persuade Bai Rongzhi. On the other hand, Huo zhuya and Liang Yizheng finally achieve the right result and are about to get married. It's really a lot of happy events.

"Xiaohan, what kind of wedding do you want?" While having dinner, Huo tingce helps Jiang Xiaohan peel the shrimp and hopes to give her the biggest wedding in the world.

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Xiaohan thought for a while and replied that as long as she was with him, it didn't matter whether there was a wedding or what kind of wedding.

"Well? You don't care? " Huo tingce picks an eyebrow. Before, this little woman's wedding with Qi Shaohua was just like that. How could it not matter with him?

Jiang Xiaohan eats the shrimp that Huo tingce peels for her personally and smiles: "I only care about whether you love me or not. The wedding is just a form."

"So." Huo tingce put down the shrimp in his hand, suddenly put Jiang Xiaohan in his arms, and looked down at her affectionately: "love, love very much."

"Me too." Feeling his warm breath, Jiang Xiaohan's face was slightly hot.

The next second, Huo tingce has bowed his head to kiss his wife's red lips, constantly teasing.

"All right, all right, eat quickly!" After kissing him for a long time, Jiang Xiaohan pushed him away and said with a red face.

"Nothing tastes as good as Xiaohan." Huo tingce said shamelessly: "except for Xiaohan, my food is tasteless."

"Nonsense! What's that?" Jiang Xiaohan is coquettish and angry, but her heart is sweet.

"Really." Huo tingce said seriously.

He is such a cold person, but he always looks like an unruly and dissatisfied person in front of her. If it wasn't for taking care of her children, Jiang Xiaohan really suspected that she would be "eaten" by him on the spot.

In the evening, Jiang Xiaohan wants to take a bath in the bathroom, and Huo tingce has to go with her. There is no doubt that she is finally eaten by him.

"Xiaohan, you are so charming, I can't help it." Huo tingce hugged her tightly and breathed softly in her ear. His words were deep and hoarse, so sexy.

"All right." After a look at a part of his body, which had just been extinguished once, Jiang Xiaohan pushed him away with a red face, wrapped in a bath towel and said, "I'm going to blow my hair."

"I'll help you." Huo tingce gave her a kiss on the cheek, then picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

Jiang Xiaohan put her hands around his neck, nestled up to his strong chest, smelling his unique light tobacco fragrance. Jiang Xiaohan was still fascinated by him.

Huo tingce gently sits Jiang Xiaohan on the chair, then takes out the hair dryer, adjusts the appropriate temperature, and carefully blows up Jiang Xiaohan's hair.

His movements are very gentle. The warm wind blows on Jiang Xiaohan's hair. She looks at the man in the mirror who is attentive, gentle and considerate: "you seem to be very skilled. Did you often blow women's hair before?"

"How could it be?" Huo tingce hooked his lips: "you are the only one."

I'm kidding. Who is Huo tingce and how can he blow a woman's hair? No one can be treated like this except his beloved little wife.

"Is it?" Jiang Xiaohan pouted: "where were your women before?"

"What woman?" Huo tingce was stunned. He had no woman except her.

"Wen Yaya, Mao Yinhong, Liu Nana, and..." Jiang Xiaohan pulls her finger and lists a lot of them, all of which have had an affair with Huo tingce and been in the media before.Counting, counting, Jiang Xiaohan's face became gloomy. She thought of those days and watched him and other women appear in pairs in her sight every day. At that time, her heart was almost broken.

"They?" Huo tingce was embarrassed and coughed softly: "I haven't even looked them in the eye."

"Is it?" Jiang Xiaohan said with a straight face: "once when Wen Yaya worked overtime at night, she came to deliver food to you. She was sitting on your lap, and you said you hadn't seen her?"

"Jealous?" Huo tingce sniffed in the air on purpose: "well, it's so sour."

"Who's jealous?" Jiang Xiaohan turned around and glared at Huo tingce: "I don't want to be jealous of you!"

Looking at the duplicity of his wife, Huo tingce is in a good mood. He turns off the hair dryer, steps forward to Jiang Xiaohan's chair, squats down, and looks at her sitting on the chair with deep eyes: "in fact, those women are used by me to test you intentionally."

"Eh?" Jiang Xiaohan was stunned: "why?"

"Who told you that you like Qi Shaohua?" Huo tingce put his hands on her shoulders: "still so close to him!"

Jiang Xiaohan instantly understood, giggled, and learned from Huo tingce: "well, why so sour? It seems that you are the one who is jealous

"Yes, I'm jealous, very jealous!" Huo tingce moved his hands down, clasped his wife's Willow waist, and nodded to her head: "at that time, when I saw you and Qi Shaohua in the coffee shop, I was almost burned to death by the jealousy in my heart. Xiaohan, am I naive? I think you will care about me if you deliberately show intimacy with those women in front of you. "