Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Huo Hanxiao pressed the corner of his eyes and secretly decided to let Ruan Qing educate Tang Tang Tang!

Tang Tang Tang, who is pretending to be a good girl with Ruan Qing, shivers inexplicably.

She rubbed her nose. Brother Hanzhang must have missed her. It's strange that she didn't go to see him!

Yeah.

I must go to the army to see brother Hanzhang in a few days.

He must be the most handsome of the rough guys.

……

The car slowly stopped at the gate of the temple.

Without getting out of the car, Jiang Fanxing could hear the shutter sound of the camera outside the car.

Journalists from all over the world gathered here.

The bodyguard respectfully opens the door, Huo Hanxiao gets out of the car first. The moment when his long legs touch the ground, all the cameras are aimed at him.

The owner of the Huo family has always been low-key, rarely appeared in public, and no one can take a picture of his face.

Even if there are a few photos circulated on the Internet, they can be denied by Huoshi group.

This time, as soon as the news of Huo Hanxiao's participation in the Queen's welcome banquet spread, the major media would stop by to see the true face of the mysterious plutocrat.

When Huo Hanxiao really appeared in front of the media, the media reporters were all silenced by the cold breath he sent out.

Armani's high-end custom-made black suit is well tailored, which sets off his tall body with a kind of cold and proud dignity. An invisible imperial atmosphere lingers around him.

The neckline and cuff are buckled with sapphire cuffs, which are dazzling. There is no loss of light due to too many flash lights on the scene.

A handsome face, a pair of black eyes, like gemstone bright, high nose, perfect thin lips, that corner is so people sigh God's injustice.

The crowd held their breath, only to hear the powerful male voice with a sense of hegemony and innate aloofness, but the low voice was so magnetic, "slow down."

Then, they saw a slender white hand slowly stretched out from the car, and Huo Hanxiao held it in the palm the next second.

Jiang Fanxing walked down from the car with his skirt bent.

Flash, click, click and flash.

The reporters didn't recognize Jiang Fanxing as the elegant woman in front of them at first. They just felt that this woman was extremely beautiful.

A small black velvet standing collar and Knee Skirt outlines the woman's body, holding a sapphire blue Dinner Bag, just echoing Huo Hanxiao's sleeve photo.

High uplift of the abdomen, for a woman's coquettish increased a charm.

Pregnant?

The reporters took a wild picture.

First I patted my stomach, then I patted the two people holding hands tightly, and then

Another boy with delicate features came down from the car.

The appearance of the little boy is indistinct of Huo Hanxiao's Junlang and Jiang Fanxing

Jiang Fanxing???

The reporters have just come to their senses.

The woman holding the head of the Huo family is Jiang Fanxing!

"Excuse me, my wife is pregnant and my son is young. You will scare them." Huo Hanxiao, holding Jiang Fanxing in one hand and the little starry sky without stage fright in the other, politely and forcefully told reporters.

It's just that alienation and indifference can't be ignored.

He is like a God coming out of the snow, looking down at the world, overlooking the people, and his whole body is full of cold.

The media reporters widened their eyes. They did not expect that today they not only photographed Huo Hanxiao, the Dragon without its tail, but also ate a melon as big as Jiang Fanxing.