Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

All the way there was no talk, and the driver in front of him didn't dare to speak any more. He silently endured the low pressure in the car and drove back to the Bauhinia Garden.

As soon as I get home.

Huo Yi, who had been waiting for a long time in the mansion, immediately welcomed him. "Young master, you've finally come back. Sir and I are worried about you."

Chi Jingchen's buttock is still painful, the posture that walks is not normal. When he heard that Li beijue was worried about him, there was an unnatural flash on his face. However, the dignity of the man did not allow him to speak first. He silently moved his face to one side.

Li beijue rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily and told Huo Yi, "take him back to the room and rub some medicine."

"Young master is injured?" Huo Yi was surprised and quickly squatted down to check the radish. He was relieved to make sure that there was no obvious injury to the noble little boy. Stand up again, take his hand, "go, young master."

Chi Jingchen doesn't want to let others know where he is hurt. Don't follow Huo Yi back to the room.

The living room suddenly quieted down.

Li beijue went back to the sofa and put the mobile phone he picked up from the back seat of the car on the table. After a long time, his stomach began to ache.

He picked up the urgent document sent by his secretary this morning and looked at one page. In his mind, Chi Baobao was beaten and said he was wrong.

The stubborn eyes as like as two peas!

He was so upset that he couldn't watch any more.

There's a fury of trying to crush the papers and throw them in the trash.

He slapped the paper back on the table, just about to get up and pour a cup of coffee, his eyes touched the baby's cell phone on the table again.

His black eyes a coagulation, the handsome face flashed a trace of ponder, ghost he picked up the mobile phone on the table.

It's on.

After a string of bear rings, a picture of a family of three was printed on the screen.

He glanced at the stunned little woman in the picture and fell on the smiling little guy. His fingers stopped! His proud body is like a medieval aristocratic sculpture, which is very noble. The brow gradually frowned.

Just then.

Huo Yi came out of Chi Baobao's bedroom. Seeing his expression, he walked over anxiously. "Sir, are you ok?"

Li beijue held Chi Baobao's mobile phone and asked coldly, "did I just do something wrong?"

Is there anything wrong with his ears?

Sir Alex, who has always been strong and domineering, would ask himself if he had done something wrong?

There must be something wrong with his ears! Absolutely!

He was still doubting his hearing. Li beijue had turned his head to him, waiting for his answer impatiently.

Huo Yi was sure that he didn't hear or dream. Sir Alex was really asking him! He felt for the first time how much he cared about the young master. He thought about how he should express himself. He lowered his head and said, "the young master is not wrong. He really shouldn't run to find a stranger without answering the phone. He's so young. It's too dangerous to do so."

"So you don't think I did anything wrong?" education

"Yes, I don't think Sir Alex is wrong." He said, "but the Baron should explain to the young master why you were so angry at that time. Otherwise, if you don't tell me that the young master is so young, he will never think that you don't love him. "