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

Mo Xiaoman extends his head in curiously. He sees him in front of the computer, explaining things to the people at the other end in German. Aware that she was snooping at the door, he glanced here as he said. Mo Xiaoman hurried back to his head and stood at the door.

The guilty expression of being caught doing bad things made Huo Cang raise an imperceptible radian on his lips and shocked the people opposite.

God, did this guy laugh just now?

In the interrogation of the young man with golden hair opposite, Huo Cang coldly ended the video.

Mo Xiaoman is still standing honestly at the door. As soon as he comes out, he subconsciously gives way to one side. He is used to working during this time and can't change over for a time. He has the same attitude as when he was in the company: "Mr. Huo, you're busy. Then hurry to eat. It's too late. Eating is bad for your stomach."

Huo Cang paused and said, "this is not a company."

Mo Xiaoman doesn't know why. He still lags behind him half a step.

Huo Cang slowed down without a trace. Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoman also slowed down, as serious and formal as in the company.

Huo Cang suddenly stopped and turned around, which made Mo Xiaoman unprepared for a moment and bumped into his arms, "Oh!"

Huo Cang took her waist and helped her stabilize her body. He looked down at the little woman in his arms: "at home, don't call me like in the company."

Smelling the speech, Mo Xiaoman, who was rubbing his painful nose, looked up and asked, "what do I call you?"

Huo Cang stared into her eyes and said, "call my name."

"... oh." Mo Xiaoman, without much thought, opened his mouth and shouted, "Huo Cang."

The two words she was used to hearing came out of her mouth, like something bumped into Huo Cang's heart. He whispered and turned downstairs.

Mo Xiaoman looked at his tall back and shrugged. He felt that he had found a way to get along with Huo Cang.

This man is overbearing and dictatorial. If you don't want to conflict with him, you have to follow him unconditionally.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaoman is not a person with a big temper. She has always been gentle and doesn't fight with people. She will show her sharp side unless she is forced to be urgent.

Although Huo Cang is a little grumpy and moody, he doesn't exploit her. He has taken good care of her both in life and work. In contrast, his temper doesn't seem too difficult to get along with when he is used to it.

In the evening, Mo Xiaoman didn't bother Huo Cang. After reading for a while, he went to bed early.

At midnight, Huo Cang opened the door of the bedroom. When he saw the little woman sleeping safely in bed under the dim light, he swept away his anger in the face of his subordinates.

He went over to pick up the quilt she kicked out of bed and covered it for her again. Mo Xiaoman, who didn't know what dream he was having, mumbled something vaguely, turned over and continued to sleep.

Huo Cang lifted the hair on her face and stroked her ruddy lips with his fingers. The soft touch came through his fingers, and the gentle breath swept on his hand, which immediately made his body react.

Damn it, I shouldn't have done anything to her and didn't touch her promise!

He retracted his hand, but he was reluctant to give up the softness under his belly. He pinched her chin again, leaned over and kissed her lips. Originally, he just wanted to taste it. However, Mo Xiaoman in his sleep seemed dissatisfied and bit him.

The man in the dream didn't have any strength. The gentle bite was more like teasing. The man's eyes immediately lit two clusters of fire, and the big palm covered her head, which overbearing deepened the kiss.