Seven nights spoiled marriage: mysterious husband bully body

So you were just teasing her?

"Wait for me at night." Huo tingshen pecked on ANN's lips, picked up the car key and left contentedly.

It's petrochemical when it's settled.

So she was deeply schemed by Huo ting and took the initiative to promise that in the evening

"Huo tingshen!" Ann gritted her teeth and her cheeks were blue and white.

She said, today this guy is strange, peacetime is not the same at all.

"Mommy, what's the matter with you?" Bent his head askew to see Ann, voice soft waxy good, "Daddy make you angry?"

Ann squatted down, took a paper towel to help her daughter wipe the corners of her mouth, with a soft smile: "do you look for sister Huohuo?"

"Yes, yes!" Bend to clap small hand to agree, at the same time turn head to shout Huo NianWei, "elder brother, went to look for your girlfriend!"

Ann smokes. What's the matter? Do you know what a girlfriend is?

"Young lady, don't you wait for the young master to come back?" Seven elder sister-in-law looking at an to embrace son Mo, after death still follow to bend and read not, some not willing, "you want to live over there how long?"

She looks at the young lady as if she has brought a lot of things. Does that mean she's going to set up camp on the other side of the castle?

It's strange.

"Tingshen is very busy, so he doesn't have to worry about these things." Ann gently smile, very considerate, "father, they come back, I have not been in the past."

Seven sister-in-law think is also this truth, only way: "Lao Li has gone to arrange the car, this time the bodyguard must take a few more."

Just now she knew that Ann and huonian had not nearly been in danger, and she was still scared to think of it.

"Good." Ann did not dare to take the risk, and immediately accepted, "I'll be back in a few days."

The car slowly out of the villa, bent out of the finger poked the stamp ink face, muttered: "why he has been sleeping, like a pig."

"You were like that when you were young." Ann smiles.

Just then, Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, staring curved, as if protesting against being said to be a little pig by the elder sister.

"Little boy." Bending and pretending to be a veteran, she pinched Zimo's little hand and said solemnly, "you grow up quickly, and then you will mix with your sister."

Huo Nian didn't clap curved head, serious way: "don't take Zi Mo to fight."

"Where there is where there is..." curved toward Huo Nian did not make a face.

Ann looks at the three children around her, and the corners of her mouth curve cunningly. Dear Mr. Huo, I'm taking your baby back to her mother's home. You can have a good rest by yourself tonight.

Thinking of Huo tingshen's black face at home, she felt very happy.

The driver drove the car directly into the castle. Chen Lan and Mu Tianyi got the news and came out. Seeing Ann bringing her three children, they both laughed.

"My father is angry that I haven't been here for so long." Mu Tianyi picked Huo Nian up and nodded with satisfaction, "good, high again."

Chen Lan has told him that NianWei is likely to become his son-in-law, so we should pay more attention to this boy in the future.

"No one likes me anymore?" Curving lips, mummy holding brother, uncle holding brother

Chen Lanxi quickly picked up the little princess with a smile and said, "my aunt holds you."

"Go and see my father first. He's always thinking about you." Mu Tianyi looks at an, "take Zi Mo with him. He hasn't seen the child yet."

Ann nodded, "OK."

Many years later, when she came to this place again, Ann felt that everything had not changed, as if he had never left, as if all the things she had experienced were dreams.

But in her arms, she was reminded that everything in the past had really happened.

"Father." Ann pushed the door in and stood at the door to see the man standing in front of the desk writing. With a sour nose, he almost shed tears. "I'm back."

She always felt that she didn't have much affection for Mutian. After all, she grew up beside her father... But at this time, she really felt the power of blood and kinship.

The man who used to be a powerful man had white hair on his temples, but he was quiet and straight.

"I'm back." Mu Tian looked at an and frowned, "how thin again?"

Ann tears around, but still smile: "girls thin a little good-looking."

The sun shines in from the carved window lattice and falls in the room. The white rice paper on the desk is bright, and the dust in the air becomes clearly visible.

"Father, this is Zimo, my son." Ann hands the little one over.

Rao Shimu Tian is cold all the year round, but when he looks at his daughter and grandson, he still can't help but feel happy and almost carefully holds Zimo in his arms.

"Baby, this is my grandfather." Ann teased his son, "he has a lot of courage and is not afraid of life at all."

In fact, Huo Zimo is not afraid of life. He is not afraid of tigers. He not only looks at Mu Tian with his black eyes, but also laughs foolishly. He is stunned.

"This is my grandfather's gift to you." Mu Tian took out a delicate box from the drawer and handed it to an. He said gently, "take it out and put it on the child."

Ann nodded and opened the box. On the black flannel lay a jade pendant with good texture, and the tentacles were warm.

"This is..." Ann some doubts, "now has rarely seen such a good jade."

I think it's something handed down from the older generation.

"It's an object." Mu Tian doesn't think so, "put it on."

Seeing his insistence, Ann didn't say much, so she had to hurt her son and said with a smile, "this is a gift from your grandfather. I'll hurt him more in the future."

And I don't know if the little guy can understand her. Chubby little hand grabs the jade pendant and sends it to her mouth, which makes Ann laugh and cry.

"Stupid, it's not edible." She took out the jade pendant, stuffed it into her clothes, and said with a smile to Mu Tian, "are you tired, or will you give it back to me?"

Mu Tian waved his hand: "it's not seventy-eight. What can't a baby hold?"

Ann said with a smile, "OK."

Father and daughter sitting in the sun, quietly chatting about life, unexpectedly like an ordinary father and daughter.

"What's the matter with you and that boy hottingshen?" Mu Tian asks a way suddenly, finish saying don't wait for an to open mouth again a way, "these years look down, I pour think he is pretty good."

Ann pursed her lips and said with a smile, "he's very nice to me."

"That's good." Mu Tian nodded, "this side is also cold, you don't go back today."

Ann said quickly, "I've brought all three children. I just want to stay a few more days."

Listen to her say, Mu Tian immediately happy, people seem to be a lot younger: "tell the kitchen to do a few more dishes you love to eat."

"Big brother and sister-in-law will arrange it." Ann whispered that she felt her father's love so clearly, just like her father's love. "I went to the house in Vancouver and it was well preserved."

Mu Tian smile, eyes complex and affectionate: "your mother is a weak but strong little girl."

In a short sentence, ANN can hear the infinite affection.

Today, he is over 50 years old. When he recalls his lover, he still thinks she is a little girl.

"Mom must be very happy to see us all living well in the sky." Ann said seriously.

Mu Tian said with a smile: "let's go outside. I think the little guy is a little impatient in the room."

Huo Zimo's little fat hand is holding Mu Tian's clothes, and his mouth makes a "mm-hmm" sound, as if urging him to go out quickly.

"You are such a troublemaker." Ann points the tip of his son's nose, filled with infinite warmth and love.

It's a good life. She suddenly missed Mr. Huo.

But Ann immediately thought of Huo tingshen's calculation and squinted. She decided to set up camp here. What should he do?

"Father." Chen Lan said hello to Mu Tian with a smile, and then looked at an, "your yard has been kept, now it has been cleaned, and your things have been put in."

Ann blinked: "thank you."

Two people look at each other a smile, is in a good mood.

At dinner, the table was full of delicious food. Mu Tianyi raised his glass and said, "let's welcome Xiaojia home first."

The sound of the glasses crashing together is like a wind chime blowing through my ear. It's very nice.

"I seem to have come just right." The voice fell to the ground, Huo tingshen came in wearing a brown windbreaker, and his eyes fell directly on someone, "small, are you right?"

When he came home from work, his seventh sister-in-law told him that Ann had left her mother's house with her children and luggage, and it seemed that she was going to live for a long time. At that time, he understood what Ann meant.

It's just that this idiot is too cute. Can he chase after her?

"Sit down." Mu Tianyi greets Huo tingshen, and the servant adds a pair of dishes and chopsticks beside an.

In this regard, Huo tingshen nodded very satisfied. When he sat down, he came up to his little wife and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "it's getting worse and worse."

Angan laughs twice. She doesn't dare to look into Huo tingshen's eyes, but even so, she can still feel the continuous lethality from someone. It's so terrible.

She had a strong premonition that Huo tingshen would not spare her this evening.

"How is anzhen?" Mu Tian suddenly asked, "can you come back for the new year?"

The atmosphere of the restaurant calms down, and Ann looks at Huo tingshen eagerly. She really miss her father, but Huo tingshen says that if she goes, it will affect his recovery, so she can't bear it any longer.

Now it's two months before the Spring Festival. Can dad really come back?

"Yes." After all, Huo tingshen had the heart to see his little wife worried. He held her hand under the table and said with a smile, "the operation was very successful, and the treatment was also very smooth."

Now I'm just doing the rehabilitation work in the later stage. It should be no big problem to recuperate until the Spring Festival.

"Really?" Ann couldn't help exclaiming, almost standing up in joy, "it's so good!"

Mu Tianyi coughs gently, and kindly reminds Ann not to be complacent. She doesn't see that her father has turned black.