Sweet wife is too sweet: Mr.Huo, you are so fierce

Huo Cang went upstairs on the phone and didn't come down for a long time.

Mo Xiaoman tidied up the kitchen. When he came out, the packed clothes had been sent to the mall.

But Mo Xiaoman looks at the clothes and shoes near the car and worries

Spending money is fun for a while, but so much... Where do you put it?

When Huo Cang came down from upstairs, she saw Mo Xiaoman in a daze at the clothes in the living room. She heard his footsteps downstairs. She looked up with a bit of Innocence: "I can't put it in my bedroom if I buy too much."

Huo Cang paused and said, "put it in my bedroom."

There is a compartment in his bedroom. The compartment is a cloakroom only a little smaller than the bedroom, with floor mirrors on all sides, which is incredible.

Neatly arranged shoes, ironed clothes, and rows of ties... The styles are almost the same, but there are some subtle differences when you look carefully.

Huo Cang leaned against the door and looked at Mo Xiaoman without saying a word. He put his clothes and shoes next to his clothes and shoes. An unspeakable feeling gushed out of his heart.

It seems that the heart of the originally empty and desolate ridge is suddenly covered with green and no longer monotonous.

He thought of the deserted living room for no reason and said to the busy Mo Xiaoman's back, "this will be your home in the future."

Mo Xiaoman hung his clothes and looked back. Huo Cang had turned and left, leaving only one sentence: "if you don't like the decoration style here, change it according to your preference."

Mo Xiaoman suddenly stopped him: "Huo Cang!"

Huo Cang stopped and turned around. Under the light, he was as tall and straight as Jinsong. When he looked up, he still had no expression, but it made people feel inexplicably at ease.

Mo Xiaoman rushed over like a whirlwind and hugged his neck. In his slightly stunned expression, he stood on tiptoe and kissed him quickly on his face: "thank you."

After kissing her, she pushed him out, turned around and continued to tidy up his clothes as if he were hiding something, and said loudly, "all right, all right, you go out!"

Huo Cang stood still, his eyes flashed over her red ears exposed outside her hair, and the corners of her mouth raised.

Hearing the footsteps disappear behind him, Mo Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his beating heart, and couldn't help burning his cheeks.

She rubbed her face hard and kept telling herself that she and Huo Cang were husband and wife. Huo Cang gave her everything and she should try to be a wife.

——This will be your home in the future.

This sentence suddenly rang out in her mind. Her heart was moved and sad.

Since her parents had an accident, she knew that her home was gone.

Even if she lives in Mo Weiping's house, she is always an outsider to that family. She thought she and Yu Hao would have a happy home, but it turned out that it was just a cage she thought she was right.

Home

It's too far away.

She took a deep breath and spit it out heavily.

Huo Cang is really. Sometimes what he says... Is too provocative.

One afternoon, Huo Cang didn't come out of his study. Mo Xiaoman took his tablet and bought a pile of home decoration gadgets online. They have nothing to do with each other, but they won't be uncomfortable.

Finally, Mo Xiaoman paid the money. Looking at the amount above, he thought to himself that even if Huo Cang had money, even if he didn't mean to let her spend it casually, she would never be a rice bug with nothing

When she put down the tablet, it was more than 4 p.m.

I stretched and was about to get up when the cell phone next to me rang.

It's a strange flight.

As soon as the phone was connected, a sweet voice over there asked, "Hello, is this Miss Mo?"