The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  444, what if you have no old feelings for him? Will you hug him?

   "What are you doing in that community without problems?"

  Half an hour later, Bo Feihong held the Mi Tuan in his hand and took Yang Jiahui home. After giving her a bottle of water, he saw her face gradually returning to normal before asking this question.

  Yang Jiahui was holding a sip of water in her mouth, and rolling her eyes, she remembered that she came back today to pack her clothes.

   heard the question, she twisted the bottle cap while slowly connecting:

   "Oh, it's close to the unit over there. I rented a bachelor apartment in that community..."

  Bo Feihong was startled when he listened. At this moment, the Mi Tuan was kissing him on the cheek, and the card was laughing happily. The father and daughter are amiable!

  Don’t look at this boss. Normally, he is like a big silly bear, playing with children, but he is particularly attracted to them.

   "I originally planned to go downstairs and go back here to tidy up, and then move in to live in..."

  She lowered her head and added another sentence.

  Who could have imagined that such a surprise would happen.

  The strangest thing is that in the crisis, she magically got through his phone.

   Is this the fixed number in the dark?

  She sighed in her heart.

  Bo Feihong heard the words, and his expression became faint: "Oh! You are moving out now..."

  He shaved his daughter's tender little face, and saw the little guy yawning yawningly, lying between his neck, as if he was going to sleep.

  She didn't answer, but just drank water. She really didn't know how to answer.

  Bo Feihong hugged her daughter horizontally, watching her obediently close her eyes, and then added another sentence:

  "Don’t you want to pack things? Go and pack! I will put Mi Tuan to sleep first... Let her sleep on my side again, and when you are done, I will drive you over again..."

  "……"

  Yang Jiahui originally hoped that he could soften his temper and retain himself, but when he was blocked by these words, he was so uncomfortable, and her pretty face sank, and she entered their room.

  Yes, it’s mad!

  I'm getting angry deeply!

  Milk~Milk, there is no word to stay.

  This man’s heart is really hard!

  *

  Their room is very big, the bedroom is connected to the cloakroom.

Yang Jiahui threw all her clothes on the bed as if she was angry. Whether it was summer or winter clothes, she took them out, and then she went to put her two oversized suitcases. Take it from the utility room.

  As she passed the living room, she only saw Bo Feihong carefully putting her daughter into the small bed in the living room.

   Hmph, this smelly man only cares about his daughter, when did he care about her?

  In short, she has no status at all in this family.

   has always been dispensable!

   She angrily pulled the two suitcases into the room, and randomly threw the clothes into the suitcase.

  Can sit on the ground in a frustrated manner, and cried inexplicably.

  In this home, there are shadows that they have lived together everywhere, and she is so reluctant.

  Unfortunately, that man...

  I'm so angry with her...

  I really want to **** her off...

"Why are you crying?"

  After Bo Feihong settled in his daughter, he came to the door of the master bedroom. He didn't go in, he just sighed heavily and didn't dare to keep her!

  At the right time, a soft cry came into his ears.

  He walked in and saw her crying, and he was very confused.

  When a woman is crying, she can’t ask. When she asks, the tears are falling more and more.

  Yang Jiahui was just like that, when he asked, the more I thought about it, the more I was wronged.

   "What the **** is this?"

  Bo Feihong squatted down very puzzled, and kindly handed over the tissues, speculating:

  "Still afraid?"

  "……"

   "The quality of the elevator in that place is not good."

  "……"

   "I must complain when I look back..."

  Yang Jiahui grabbed the tissue and was wiping it. Hearing these words, she couldn't help but raised her head.

  This man has no EQ at all!

  She couldn't help but glared at her.

  Bo Feihong couldn't help but shut up.

  Alas, I didn’t know how I offended her again.

  Yang Jiahui, holding back his grievances and tears, angrily stuffed all the clothes into the suitcase.

   is too much, stuffed in a mess, how can it be covered.

  She tried several times, but it couldn't be covered.

  It is really her behavior, too barbaric.

Seeing this, Bo Feihong couldn't help but opened his mouth again: "If you don't fold your clothes and put them in, how much can you put in such a random plug? What kind of breath is there with the suitcase, Yang Jiahui, which nerve is there? Hooked up?"

  Women's heart, he really couldn't figure it out.

  It was okay when I came back before, but now, it’s turned into a firecracker that’s lit, and it’s as if you can blow up whoever you see.

  Because of his accusation, Yang Jiahui was so angry that she couldn't bear it and yelled at him:

   "Yes, I just got the wrong nerve, so I still have nostalgia for this family, and I still have illusions about you..."

After    roared, he realized his face and sat on the suitcase and started crying.

  Bo Feihong's heart jumped, wouldn't it be he who was wrong? She cried so much, could it be because he was angry that he didn't keep her?

   "Yang Hui..."

He walked over, stretched out his hand to touch her head, stretched out to mid-air and then retracted, hanging down on his sides, and finally took a deep breath, only to cut off all his thoughts and thoughts. Come on:

  "Jianhui, if you want to go, I dare not keep you. I know, you are disappointed in me.

  "I just want to say one last thing: Chunyan is dead, she will only stay in my gradually blurred memory.

   "After all, no one can cut through what has been experienced before, don't you think?

  "And you, you have been living in my life. Now you and the Xiaomi group are the only center of my life.

   "But, if one day, you and I are far away, if you marry another, then I can only put you in my memory.

  "But Jiahui, in this life, I will never get married again.

  "So, if one day, you are married, and you want to have a baby again, please leave the Mi Tuan to me?

   "I will raise her carefully...

   "I know that in this life, I am destined to not be able to make a handsome husband, but I will work hard to be a father...

  "I will work hard and let Xiaomi Tuan worry about food and clothing..."

  He admitted these words and said quite well, but Yang Jiahui suddenly stood up again, his face full of anger:

   "What's in your head? I...Why do I have to marry another? Why do I have to have another baby?"

  What did he say?

  Bo Feihong was blocked by her words for a while and couldn’t answer:

   "Lang Dashan, isn't this man pursuing you again? He doesn't care that you gave birth to a child?"

  He stared scorchingly.

   "Langda Mountain?"

  Yang Jiahui recalled.

  The emotional crisis between the two of them seems to have started bit by bit after the appearance of Langda Mountain.

  It was her first love, but it hurt her for so many years.

   "Yes, he has looked for me, but I refused..."

   "Have you refused?"

  Bo Feihong was startled again, and then blurted out and asked:

"When did this happen?"

   "I met him three times. When I saw him for the second time, I told him about the matter."

  Bo Feihong thought for a while, feeling as if he had misunderstood something.

  His eyes also brightened because of this recognition, and immediately followed:

   "He came to me and asked me to let you go."

  Yang Jiahui was blank, then frowned:

   "Why is that person so shameless? I have made it clear to him..."

   "Really? Now that you have made it clear, why do you still hug him?"

  He pressed the surprise in his heart and asked again.

   "Hold up as a ball?"

  She tightened her eyebrows deeply:

"That should be after the second meeting. Let me say goodbye to Lang Dashan... That day, we talked for a long time and talked about everything. The knot was also solved. At that time, he had said that he wanted to talk to I started over, but I told him that I was getting married soon and my daughters were quite big... Then, he expressed regret and said that he would hug me one last time..."

   "If you had no old feelings for him? Would you hug him?"

  Bo Feihong questioned the steal.

  Well, this question is indeed sharp.

  Yang Jiahui blinked, thought for a while, and answered honestly:

"That's because I want to feel whether that person's embrace has any influence on me now... There is one thing I don't want to deny, that is, when I fall in love with him, I enjoy being loved by him. The taste of hugging in my arms. As a result, after hugging, I found out that I didn't feel the least bit about him..."

  The weird masculine taste only made her feel uncomfortable.

  After some comparisons, she still felt that Bo Feihong felt more comfortable holding her.

  At this point, she is truly relieved.

  "Wait a minute, how did you know that I met him? Bo Feihong, are you following me?"

  Suddenly, Yang Jiahui squinted her eyes to question.