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

When she recovered, she was already pressed on the grass by Huo Cang. The nearby beer bottle fell to the ground, and the wine was gurgling out. She watched Huo Cang's kiss fall down. Gently, unlike any kiss at any time, it was gentle like the spring breeze in February, blowing the new willow strips and sweeping on the rippling lake.

In her heart, there were ripples round and round.

Finally, the kiss did not continue. A speeding truck honked all the way, pulling Mo Xiaoman's mind back.

She pushed Huo Cang away, pursed her lips, pretending to be indifferent and said, "can you wait back?"

Huo Cang saw that she tried her best to be free and easy about this kind of thing, and a trace of love and chagrin flashed through her eyes. She shouldn't have treated her like that in the office that day

When he got up, he pulled her up from the ground and found that her hands were as cold as ice.

He frowned, "it's cold?"

Mo Xiaoman felt that he was rubbing his hand and retracted like an electric shock. He explained, "my hands and feet have always been like this, not because of the cold."

She stooped to pick up the empty bottle and put it in the bag. She trotted to the front and threw it into the trash can. Seeing that Huo Cang had walked to the motorcycle, she hurried to trot up.

Then Huo Cang rolled up his sleeves and sat in front.

Mo Xiaoman stared: "you want to be in front?"

Huo cangyang raised his jaw and said, "come on."

Mo Xiaoman got on the car blankly until the car whizzed out and the cold wind blew for a while. She held his waist and turned to look at his face: "can you ride a motorcycle?"

Huo Cang said, "did I say not?"

"You said you had never ridden such a car!"

"This kind of car." Huo Cang pointed out the key point, glanced at her hairy appearance in the mirror in a good mood, and said calmly, "I haven't ridden such a modified car."

Mo Xiaoman: "..." what else can she say?

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"Uncle Tang Ye, when will sister Xiaoman come back? Is that demon really Xiaoman's sister's husband? My sister clearly said it was a little angel's! "

In the living room, while playing the game console that Tang Ye bought for him, Yu Zhao didn't forget to worry about Mo Xiaoman's safety.

Follow that terrible man. He's really worried that sister Xiaoman will be bullied. Even children will be bullied. Hum!

Tang Yezheng looked at a picture sent by Wen Qin. It was Jin Cheng's crying pear flower with tears. He trembled with laughter. Hearing the speech, he replied: "don't worry, President Huo is a devil to others. In front of your sister Xiaoman, it must be a little angel."

Looking at the big boss like that, I probably figured out something and began to be good to others again.

I just don't know what Mo Xiaoman thinks in his heart.

If you stay in such a deep water around the big boss, the normal person's tolerance is poor. You may have to hide when you see Huo Cang.

Yu Zhao asked, "Mr. Huo's name is so strange. It seems that the employees of the company call the boss on TV."

"Yes, he is the boss." Tang Ye sent the picture to Jin Cheng. You can imagine Jin Cheng jumping with anger when he saw it. Hahaha, the flower peacock has grown up this time. It's said that we are looking for a man named Yu Ying'er everywhere now. It seems that the bold woman is still Mo Xiaoman's good friend

Thinking of this, he looks at Yu Zhao. Mo Xiaoman seems to have said that this is Yu Yinger's house?

Yu Zhao buried himself in playing games and still couldn't erase his interest in Huo Cang: "what's your boss's name?"

"Huo Cang."

"Warehouse?" Yu Zhao left his mouth and said in an old-fashioned way, "I'm still in the rice warehouse!"

Tang Ye: "......" at this age, he now knows that the name of the big boss has a homonym.

He can't face such things as "warehouse" in the future.

The sound of a motorcycle outside the door is so unique.

Hearing the sound, Yu Zhao jumped up and opened the door regardless of the game: "sister Xiaoman!"

As soon as Mo Xiaoman got out of the car, he saw Yu ZHAOFEI rushing over, opening his arms and bending over to hold him. One arm crossed over and easily lifted Yu Zhao up.

Yu Zhao shouted angrily. With a pair of upper Huo Cang's eyes, he suddenly lost his mind.

Let him carry it back to the living room. After being thrown down, he made persistent efforts and jumped at Mo Xiaoman. Huo Cang looked at Mo Xiaoman pitifully, and tears fell down: "sister Xiaoman..."

Mo Xiaoman immediately felt distressed and took the initiative to hold his little hand and said to Huo Cang, "can you not scare him?"

Huo Cang glanced at Yu Zhao, pinching the small claws of the thigh meat, and pulled the corners of his mouth noncommittally.

Clumsy.

That night, Yu Zhao successfully tricked Mo Xiaoman into bed with his "poor" acting skills he despised.

At that time, Mo Xiaoman was reading in her own room. After Huo Cang came out of the bath, he opened her door. Before he could say a word, he was wearing Tang Ye's temporary bear pajamas, holding a flexible pillow like a fish, sneaking in through the crack of the door, blinking a pair of eyes, abandoned his dignity as a little man and shamelessly spoiled: "sister Xiaoman, I can't sleep in a strange room. Can I sleep with you? I want to hear your story... "

Mo Xiaoman looked at Huo Cang, whose face was as black as charcoal, and Yu Zhao, who rubbed his feet uneasily. She knew the boy's moves well. However, she immediately showed an sorry expression to Huo Cang, opened the quilt and patted the vacant position around her: "come on, let's go to bed early. You have to go to school tomorrow."

"Uh huh!" Yu Zhao looked back at Huo Cang with a provocative smile, and his proud tail turned up to the sky.

Huo Cang snorted coldly and turned to the study.

More than an hour later, he came out of his study and saw that the door of Mo Xiaoman's room was open. He wanted to close the door, but he heard Mo Xiaoman telling children's stories in a soft voice.

Yu Zhao, who couldn't sleep in a strange place around her, had long dreamed of Duke Zhou.

Huo Cang stared at the gentle woman with a prominent idea in his mind,

Having a child... Seems good, too.

When he realized what he was thinking, he was stunned. He was about to bring it to the door and startled Mo Xiaoman.

Seeing Huo Cang at the door, Mo Xiaoman hissed with his finger on his lips, pointed to Yu Zhao in his arms and motioned him not to come in.

Huo Cang didn't intend to go in. He gently closed the door and turned into his bedroom.

He sat in the single sofa, took a document and looked at it. About ten minutes later, the door behind him was pushed open and footsteps came.

He looked back and Mo Xiaoman was closing the door quietly.

As soon as the door closed, she was relieved, but when she touched his sight, she became unnatural: "ah Zhao is spoiled by me and has a little temper in front of me. Don't worry about him."

Huo Cang made a noise.