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

He sat up and looked at the man who suddenly climbed out of his arms and fell under the bed. At this time, he was humming and climbing into the bed. He was as slow as an old man in his 70s and 80s, just like slowly climbing into bed.

Finally, she climbed into bed. She rubbed her eyes and saw Huo Cang around her. She blinked blankly. Suddenly, she screamed, "king of hell!"

Boss Huo, the king of hell, had a black and blue look on his face. He stretched out his hand to catch the dishonest woman and let her sleep well. Mo Xiaoman shouted, quickly got into the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, chanted words in his mouth, like coaxing a child to sleep, with a special accent and a wonderful tenderness: "ow, ow, sleep, the old cat is biting his ears, Ow, ow, go to sleep. The old cat is coming. I'll hit it... Ow, ow... "

Ow, ow, sleep, the old cat is coming, bite your ears, ow, go to sleep, the old cat is coming, I'll hit it

Mo Xiaoman's voice strangely overlaps with a crisp and tender voice in his mind, as if it came from a distant place, with bursts of echoes, like ripples in his heart.

With her chin in her hands, she looked at the bright sea of stars in the night sky. All the twinkling stars were reflected in her bright eyes. She coaxed him to sleep in a dialect he had never heard before. She said, "when grandma lived with us, every time I couldn't sleep, I would sneak into Grandma's house and listen to grandma sing me the nursery rhyme of her hometown... Hee hee, is it very interesting? Unfortunately, grandma doesn't like living in the city, otherwise you can hear a lot of nursery rhymes. Next time I go to grandma's house, I'll take you, okay? "

Huo Cang fiercely lifted the quilt. Mo Xiaoman covered his face and shouted, "the old cat is coming!"

Regardless of her scream, he pulled her into his arms, pulled down her hands covering her face, and asked word by word: "Mo Xiaoman, do you... Remember ah Cang?"

Mo Xiaoman looked at him blankly, muttering the name of a Cang in his mouth, and her eyelids gradually drooped. She was only wearing a thin pajama. At this time, she felt cold, shrunk her shoulders and entered Huo Cang's arms. With a trace of confusion, she murmured the word 'a Cang'

Huo Cang stared at her face like fire and didn't let go of her expression change: "yes, Huo Cang, you like to call her a Cang."

She gently breathed and swept his neck. Like a small animal seeking protection, she rubbed in his neck nest and said vaguely, "ah Cang is a bad guy..."

Aware that the person in his arms was shrinking in fear of cold, Huo Cang put her back on the bed and covered her with a quilt. His heart was like the mud trampled and a mess.

He lifted the strands of hair on her face and carefully outlined her from eyebrows to eyes, from eyes to nose and lips. He seemed to see her open her eyes and call his name with a smile as long ago.

His fingers rested on the corner of her lips and gently wiped away the trace of saliva.

In the quiet room, for a long time, an uncertain light asked, "are you her..."

……

Late at night, Tang Ye, who had just finished his work, stretched out and was about to go to bed when his mobile phone rang on the table.

Seeing the word "young master", he immediately put away his yawn when he hit half of it: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Cang's cold voice came from his mobile phone: "book a ticket to Yongcheng tomorrow."

Tang Yeqi said, "are you going to Yongcheng? It seems that there is no business going to Yongcheng recently. Mr. Huo, do you need me to accompany you? "

Huo Cang gave a sound and hung up the call cleanly.

Tang Ye strolled back and forth in his study with his mobile phone, wondering why Huo Cang was going to Yongcheng.

Yongcheng is a tourist city. In recent years, TK has plans to cooperate with Yongcheng to develop tourism projects, but this matter has not been put on the agenda. He doesn't understand the purpose of Huo Cang's going to Yongcheng.

He was walking out. Suddenly, his mind flashed. He folded and hurried back to his desk. He turned out the information about Mo Xiaoman he had read to Huo Cang from the cabinet. Open it. In the attached family information, Mo Xiaoman's grandmother was from Yongcheng!

……

The sun penetrated the window and gently fell on the wide bedroom, full of morning light.

A ray of sunlight squeezed in from the gap of the curtain and sprinkled on the beautiful little face on the big bed. The fluff on the skin was like a thin halo, making her face look fine and smooth like a good lanolin jade.

Her slender eyelashes fell in her eyes, and then she was awakened by the light sneaking in. The dark long eyelashes trembled and opened slowly

A pair of sparkling eyes reflect the morning light and flow out the intoxicating brilliance.

Mo Xiaoman subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the light attacking his eyes and slowly stood up. The hangover's head was a little dizzy. I didn't know where I was for a moment.

Until she could see the quilt she covered and the furnishings in the room, she jumped out of bed!

Why was she in Huo Cang's room?

And her clothes. Who changed them for her?

She

She covered her head and tried to recall. It seems... Huo Cang picked her up from the bar yesterday? He took the bath, too?

Did she say anything too much yesterday?

I can't remember!

When the cell phone rang suddenly, she was startled. She looked around and put her cell phone well at the head of the bed.

As soon as she saw Yu Yinger, she hurriedly connected the phone as if she had found a Savior: "Hello, Yinger, yesterday..."

"Don't talk yet, listen to me!" Yu Ying'er was very serious once and said quickly like a bean: "I've done something to be killed. Now I'm going to run away. I'm going to stay abroad for a few days. Take care of my brother for me and pick him up today! If I die unfortunately, please take care of him for me, will you? "

Mo Xiaoman was frightened by her words and got up excitedly: "shadow, what happened?"

Yu Ying'er was strangely silent for a few seconds. In his tone, he hated himself: "last night, I put a peacock on the flower."

"What?" Mo Xiaoman thought he didn't wake up and had auditory hallucinations. He confirmed again, "who did you say you put on?"

"Flower peacock."

"Jin Cheng?"

"Yes."

"So you're running?"

"Yes."

"What if he bothers your brother?"

Yu Ying'er said, "aren't you Huo Cang's little lover? Help me, Xiaoman. I'm not sorry for my death. Don't let my brother get involved. The peacock said he would peel my skin because I tied him up yesterday... "

But Mo Xiaoman believed that the cruelty of the facts was far more than that. Sure enough, she heard her say, "I beat him with a whip... But I drank too much at that time! He's the one who asked me for a drink! You know I'm a little excited when I'm drunk. He looks like that. I just want to see him cry! "