The Romance Of Mr. Walton

After being confused and sentimental, warmth also began to struggle.

She didn't know whether she should refuse or accept him at the moment.

And Huo Tingshen always has a way to capture her heart when he perceives her struggle.

He was in her ear, talking about a promise that she could not resist.

He promised over and over again that he would be gentle.

In fact, he is really gentle.

When the warmth is completely relaxed, I finally understand the fun of this.

This is the first time the two have given themselves to each other in a fully awake state.

For Huo Tingshen, this is not only the thing he has been waiting for for a long time, but also the proof that he has finally captured his warm heart.

This New Year's Eve is the happiest day in his life.

Afterwards, Wenqing only felt shy.

When Huo Ting hugged her for breath, his hands and feet were still dishonest.

The warmth has sobered up a lot at this moment.

She grabbed her clothes and sat up.

Huo Ting said lazily: "Why are you going?"

She dared not look at him, blushing and said: "Take a bath."

Then she quickly got up and went to the bathroom.

Seeing her like this, Huo Ting couldn't help but smile. This is probably a woman from ancient times.

In the bathroom, staring tenderly at himself in the mirror was annoyed.

Fortunately, it is winter now, otherwise tomorrow, how would she meet people with these strawberries on her neck?

How could Huo Tingshen like to leave marks so much?

One time is not enough, but the second time...

She gritted her teeth and pointed to herself in the mirror: "You, idiot."

After a while, she calmed down and couldn't help but wonder whether his love affair tonight was caused by alcohol.

If so, isn't she hitting her feet again?

Huo Tingshen was actually watching TV when he came out of the bathroom.

Blushing warmly, "I'm done."

"You blush."

Gone at him tenderly.

Huo Ting smiled and said, "Are you trying to say that people are hard to tear down?"

She said ashamed: "I just wanted to say, can you stop talking?"

"This is the most common thing between husband and wife. You are mine and I am yours. Don't you need to be shy just because you use your own things."

Wenqing jumped into bed, and strenuously covered his mouth with his hands: "You still said."

Her hands are not small, Huo Ting turned her head deeply, pulled her hand away, and pulled her into his arms: "You woman, the murderer of the new year's husband."

Wenqing said confidently, "Who made you talk nonsense."

He nodded the tip of her nose: "I am training you."

She stubbornly said: "I don't need you to tune up. You can sleep quickly. I want to watch TV."

"together."

"Didn't you just say that there is nothing to see."

"Be with you, TV doesn't look good, but being with you makes me happy physically and mentally."

Wenqing couldn't help but look up at him: "Do you smear honey with your mouth?"

Huo Ting bowed his head deeply and kissed her lips, full of pampering.

Upon seeing this, Wenqing quickly turned his gaze to the TV, avoiding his gaze.

But even so, this night, he still failed to be honest.

It is said that there will be a second time if you have the first time. This is true.

On TV, when the New Year's Eve bell rang, they were doing a joyous exercise...

The next day, Wenqing was awakened by the sound of firecrackers from outside.

Before she could react, Huo Tingshen had already turned over and suppressed her.

"My wife, happy new year."

Neither of them wore clothes, and this posture was particularly awkward at the moment.

"Happy New Year," she swallowed.

"I have prepared a New Year gift. How about you, don't you have a New Year gift?"

new Year's gift?

It's so rare that the president of the dignified Dihui Group asked her for a gift from a poor woman...

The point is that she is really guilty because she is not prepared.

"You didn't say to prepare this thing, so..."

"Then take you yourself."

He bowed his head happily and kissed her. Before she could resist, the door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside.

Huo Tingren's voice then came: "New Year is coming soon..."

Before Le Zi could say it, Huo Tingshen quickly covered the warmth with a quilt, and turned around and shouted to Huo Tingren: "Get out."

Upon seeing this, Huo Tingren hurriedly laughed: "Yes."

He closed the door immediately and went downstairs as if to escape.

Warmth shrank in the bed, embarrassing.

Huo Tingshen came to pull the quilt, but his tenderness refused to let go.

He smiled and said, "People are gone, come out."

Her voice was full of chagrin: "I don't come out, I blame you, I'm ashamed, Huo Tingshen, you hate it."

Huo Tingshen couldn't help chuckling out: "It's okay. He didn't see it. I moved very fast. Besides, you were hidden in the quilt and you didn't show it."

"Even if you didn't see it, but you pressed me, he is not a fool."

She was in the quilt and touched her face on the bed, oh my god, she's faceless.

Huo Ting smiled deeply, and put her in his arms: "Okay, come out quickly, there is a lot of stuff inside, don't get sick."

"I'm still suffocated to death, I'm not alive anymore.

She was really embarrassed.

He patted her on the back: "You are not allowed to say such unlucky words for the Chinese New Year. Don't worry, I will go down to clean him up and help you out.

She rubbed the quilt away, wrapped herself up, and glared at him: "It is clear that you started first. If you want to clean up, you must also clean up first."

"Okay," Huo Tingshen lay down on the bed: "Come on, I'm right here, you can ravage you."

"You...your brothers, there is nothing good, so I am mad," Wenqing blushed, wrapped the entire quilt on her body, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

She doesn't talk to hooligans.

Huo Tingshen looked at her embarrassed look and chuckled lightly.

Before Wenqing closed the door, she glared at him: "Don't laugh."

After speaking, she threw the quilt at the bathroom door.

Huo Tingshen felt in his heart that he had encountered a living treasure, which was the only one in the world.

Huo Tingshen went to take a shower next door.

Huo Tingren was still there when he went downstairs with Wenqing, with his hands raised high, looking at them with a hippie smile.

"Happy New Year, Third Brother and Sansao, I swear, I definitely didn't mean it just now."

Blushing warmly, wondering why this kid is not on the road today, which pot is not opened or which pot.

Huo Tingshen said domineeringly: "Shut your mouth and don't bother to care about you."

The good thing that disturbed him early in the morning, this kid just owes repairs.

Huo Tingren calmly said, "Third brothers and sisters, you can't blame me all, who would have thought that you were so interested in the early morning."

Huo Ting hummed deeply: "You are a single dog who knows a fart, and the plan for a day lies in morning."

Warmly raised his hand and pinched his arm.

When Huo Tingren saw this scene, he only felt that his third sister-in-law was super mighty, and pinched his third brother, who even laughed.

This is simply the thigh he has to hold in the future.