To My Dear Mr. Huo

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"Wife." Huo Jinyao followed Su Qingsang and watched her pack up: "Can't you really go?"

Su Qingsang didn't want to ignore this person at all, she obviously decided something last week.

"You get out, I pack."

"Wife. I help you."

"Huo Jinyao, I beg you, can you not make a mess?"

He kept shaking in front of her, and she couldn't clean things up.

"Wife." Huo Jinyao was a little wronged. "You can't just look at me?"

"Huo Jinyao." Su Qingsang really lost his temper: "I knew I was going to leave last week, but I will start early tomorrow morning, and my things are not packed."

why? Because Huo Jinyao. Every time she wants to clean up, he comes to trouble.

Not only did she not let her clean up, but she always acted rashly. He always has a fallacy.

Whatever two people are going to be apart right away, and how many days will he be hungry again, and he will not sleep well if he says his wife is not there.

There are no endless excuses and excuses for her to take him.

Even if she wanted to resist, but with a grievance against Shang Huo Jinyao, she only had half a push.

now what? She's leaving tomorrow, or the car in the early morning. Does this person still want her to pack up?

"Well, I can actually collect it for you."

"No, thank you. Thank you for not disturbing me."

Su Qingsang looked at his hand again, and took a big step back: "Stop, don't move."

"Wife--" Huo Jinyao looked at Su Qingsang, and his expression was increasingly grieved: "You don't believe me?"

"Yes. I don't believe you." She believed that he had a ghost.

During this time, thanks to his gift, her waist would be broken. Can she still believe him?

"Wife."

"To shut up."

"Actually I really--"

"Do you talk again, believe it or not I ignore you this month?"

Huo Jinyao shut up and compared the movement of pulling a zipper on his lips.

Su Qingsang lost his temper completely. Helplessly turned to continue packing.

Huo Jinyao saw her so intent and turned to leave the room.

Su Qingsang had packed up all the things, lay down and rested, and Huo Jinyao returned.

He had obviously taken a shower, and his body was clean and fresh, smelling of shower gel.

"Wife." He lay down beside her, and said quietly, "I can talk now?"

Su Qingsang looked at him: "I don't know how honest you are, what you want to say."

"Wife. Actually, I just want to say, if you are not at home, I will miss you."

Seeing Su Qingsang not talking, he held her arm: "Wife. Really. I will miss you very much if you are not at home."

Su Qingsang looked at his face. From this perspective, his facial features were handsome and his jaw lines were almost perfect.

"Wife, would you miss me?"

Huo Jinyao took her into her arms and put her forehead against her.

The heat he exhaled was on her cheek, and his eyes were so deep that Su Qingsang could clearly feel that his heart was beating so hard.

She was afraid to face Huo Jinyao like this. Those deep pool eyes made her always feel sucked in.

"Do you want to. Wife, what do you say."

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." The heartbeat was getting worse, she simply turned away from looking at him.

"Wife--"

"go to bed."

Su Qingsang is not accustomed to revealing his voice to others. Huo Jinyao didn't want to just let it go.

He pulled her hands around his waist: "Wife, would you miss me. What do you say."