The President Wants A Second Child

Huo lengting thought, "go to the restaurant you like, Miss Tu, you have a good rest."

"All right, Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo, take your time!"

Tu Ting's heart is not very tasty. Huo lengting only talks to Jiang Xueyan, his eyes and looks are gentle.

But to her, it was cold and clear, like looking at a stranger.

Huo lengting and Jiang Xueyan leave. Tu Ting sits there with her mobile phone and opens the photo album locked in her space.

The photos inside, none of which is her own, are all Huo lengting's.

Almost all the photos of Huo lengting that appeared on the Internet were collected by her in the space.

Since Huo lengting funded 10000 students, she was one of them. It was then that she began to pay attention to Huo lengting.

Knowing that his wife Jiang Xueyan is a wedding dress designer, she also applied for this major, in order to see her own God.

However, now that she saw it, she felt that she and Huo lengting were still the difference between mud and cloud.

But she did not dare to compliment Jiang Xueyan, because she came here for so long, Jiang Xueyan is not very dedicated, often did not come to work.

Such a woman, Huo lengting also look up to? Tu Ting feels funny. Maybe Jiang Xueyan was very beautiful when she was young, so she was fascinated by her?

Tu Ting is very conceited, but she doesn't know that Jiang Xueyan has designed a piece of work, which is better than working overtime every day to do hundreds of designs.

……

Sitting in the car, Jiang Xueyan took out a small mirror from her bag and looked at her face.

Her face, which was over forty, was still moist at the age of thirty, but there was a small fine line in the corner of her eyes.

Huo lengting noticed Jiang Xueyan's abnormality. She never cared about it before, but she often used to protect her skin. In addition, her face was relatively tender, so she was usually confident.

Now how do you take out the mirror and look at your face?

"What's the matter? Didn't you look in the mirror before Huo lengting asked with a smile.

Jiang Xueyan blinked, tilted his head and laughed mischievously, "lengting, do you think I'm much older now?"

"No, as young as ever." Huo lengting said with a smile and pasted it gently.

"Still fascinates me, my wife!"

His sweet words let Jiang Xueyan chuckle out, "you said it well, but you can always do it, it is very great. No matter how we take care of them, we are not as good as the girls in their teens and twenties. They have the natural advantage of being young. Their skin is still young, tender and firm... "

"Every woman will grow old!" Huo lengting shook his head, "in my eyes, or my wife is the most charming."

Jiang Xueyan looked at him and sighed, "you can always think like this. Rongling used to be very fond of Yumeng, too? I'd like to give him the whole world, but Now? "

Huo lengting had no choice but to smile and kiss her earlobe, "fool, how do you always compare me with him? He's him. I'm me. We're not the same person. "

Jiang Xueyan nodded, "I understand, but I still have some self-confidence. Rongling was a good man before, and suddenly became like this I'm really scared. I'm also afraid that one day, you will dislike me for being old enough to be young and beautiful

Huo lengting chuckled, "if I change my mind, I will allow you to turn me into a eunuch! I'll be miserable all my life and have no mind to play with women! "

Jiang Xueyan puffed at the corners of her mouth. If there was such a day, she would not be able to start.

Do not love, let go, is her belief.

People want to open, no man, women will still live very well, this mentality is good.

If she really raised the knife, it would destroy both of them, and hatred would follow them for a lifetime, right?

Seeing Jiang Xueyan's face floating, Huo lengting kisses her lips.

She gasped, the man's kiss more and more fierce, her body and mind, are controlled by him to death.

After a while, Huo lengting reluctantly released her and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "if it's at home I'm afraid I'll eat you to the bone

Jiang Xueyan's face was flushed, her smile was brilliant, "drive the car quickly, even if you want to, also want to hold back!"

In broad daylight, she doesn't dare to have a car crash with him here.

Huo lengting laughed, "now, is the confidence back?"

"Well, almost." Jiang Xueyan smile, although he is still the same to her, but she has to have a more heart.

She does not allow Lu Yumeng's tragedy to happen to herself!

The only way It's to blow this man dry. Hey She's so mean.

……

In the evening, Lu Yumeng went to the gym for another 50 minutes.Although for her just exercise, it is very hard, but the suffering is over.

When I woke up this morning, my hands and feet were sore. Now it is the same. The skeleton is loose and the bones are sour.

"Miss Lu, at the beginning of your exercise, you should have a proper rest. You can stop for two days tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. When your body adapts to it, you can continue to keep fit." Coach Gao said with a smile.

"OK, thank you, coach!" Lu Yumeng wiped the sweat off her forehead and said with a smile.

"It's so late. Shall I take you home?" Coach Gao said with a smile.

"No, I'm driving."

Lu Yumeng smiles with embarrassment. The senior coach seldom makes jokes. He doesn't know whether his words are sincere or polite.

"Well, be careful!" Coach Gao looked at her with some tenderness in her eyes that she didn't notice.

After Lu Yumeng returned home, Rong Ling sat in the living room to watch the ball game.

How long hasn't he seen the ball game? Lu Yumeng can't remember for a moment. She only remembers that this man is too busy to find the north, and he has less and less time to keep warm.

"Ma'am, your letter was sent by the courier at noon!" The servant came over, pointed to the large letter on the table and said.

It looked like a document. Lu Yumeng nodded, went over, picked up the envelope and casually opened it.

"Are you back?" Rong Ling stood up and said with a light smile.

Lu Yumeng opened the envelope and found that there was a photo inside. She took it out and looked at it. Her face turned pale.

She immediately turned around and went upstairs.

Rong Ling felt strange and followed him, "Yumeng, who sent you a letter?"

Now, who still sends letters in this way? All have cell phones, OK?

Lu Yumeng's face was so pale that she went back to the room. Rongling closed the door and planned to accompany her and comfort her so that she would not doubt herself again.

"Yumeng..."

As soon as the door was closed, Rong Ling's words had not been finished. Lu Yumeng immediately got angry and smashed those photos to him!