You are my lovely wife

The horizon is getting dark. Caixia in the clouds already doesn't know where to go. At this time, Huo Haoran still works in the company. This time, Mu Qingqing's meeting with Shen Ao gave him a pimple in the bottom of his heart. He tried his best not to call to ask, and wanted her to call himself to explain.

Facing a pile of documents, the bottom of my heart was waiting silently. I glanced at my mobile phone from time to time. As soon as it lit up, I immediately leaned over to have a look, but I found that it was not her phone. The mobile phone screen suddenly lit up one after another, which made him take his mobile phone to see, but he found that these were not. The loneliness at the bottom of his heart has been slowly spreading.

A quarter of an hour has passed, but I only read one document, and I haven't even remembered many pages. I don't know why I'm always worried about something. Looking at the lights outside the glass window, he didn't know whether there were people working overtime on the lower floor. The irritability in his heart made him unable to do things seriously.

"Ah Xi." the picture I saw this afternoon reappeared in my mind. The smile on Mu Qingqing's face was so bright, stimulating the depths of his brain. Looking at the clock on the wall, moving second by second, he couldn't help but burst out this rude remark.

His eyebrows were tightly wrinkled. There was no slightest coldness and seriousness on his face. The unhappiness at the bottom of his eyes was so obvious that he was not like himself as usual. He forced himself to calm down, slowly stood up and looked at the scene outside the landing window.

Every family has already turned on the lights outside. What we see above the high-rise buildings is a bustling sea of lights. Such a beautiful scene can't show any smile on his face. He still holds his mobile phone tightly in his hand and wants to know what she is doing at the moment, but he doesn't want to call.

Fool, are you at home now?

The bottom of my heart calmed down, but I was a little worried about her. I knew that she had already gone home with him at this time. Now he is the only one. His eyes suddenly flashed a trace of loneliness, but then he remembered that if she was at home at this time, that

This thought made him tangle immediately. The mood at the bottom of his heart was very complex. Looking at the lamp sea below, he calmed his mood and tangled around for a long time. After all, he decided to call someone.

"Hello?" he directly clicked on the phone's address book and pressed the standard wife's phone number. As soon as the man connected, he couldn't wait to say this sentence. I don't know why he always looked forward to hearing Mu Qingqing's voice. Although he was still jealous because of her, now he just hopes that the woman can wait for him safely at home.

However, the other party answered, but was silent for a long time. Huo Haoran waited for her voice in the office. He didn't know what would happen to the voice he heard next second.

I don't know how long it took Shen Ao to slowly open his mouth to his mobile phone and say, "Hello, I'm Shen Ao."

Huo Haoran was stunned when he heard the sound. The sound stimulated him, just like a thunder hit him, and made him a little at a loss. When he came back, the jealousy at the bottom of his heart had already drowned himself.

It's him!

The anger at the bottom of my heart immediately ignited. I didn't ask anything. I hung up the phone directly, as if I didn't want to hear Shen Ao's voice at all.

Shen Ao heard the busy voice from the mobile phone, so he didn't intend to say anything more. He put the mobile phone in front of his eyes, looked at the note "husband" on the mobile phone screen, raised a shallow smile on his lips, and slowly spit out a sentence: "it seems that your relationship is not simple."

Then he put the mobile phone aside and didn't intend to call again to explain anything. So as to get busy with what he should be busy. As for Huo Haoran's thoughts, he doesn't worry at all. Maybe it's better for him.

Huo Haoran looked at the contact on his mobile phone. It was Mu Qingqing's phone number, but the voice was Shen proud, which made him very angry. He went to his desk, looked at the documents, threw all the things to the ground and looked at them angrily. It's not those things that annoy him, but now he wants to take them to vent his anger. You can imagine how angry the news makes him feel.

Time passed by minute by second. When Huo Haoran's mood calmed down again, he picked up the things on the ground one by one and put them on the desk. He sat in the office chair again, ready to work hard, and whispered to himself, "work hard, work hard."

After repeating for a long time, I relaxed the tight frown between my eyebrows, then looked at the documents on the table, without hesitation turned my sadness and anger into hard sweat, and controlled my memory in my thoughts.

Mu Qingqing, who stayed at home, didn't know that Huo Haoran misunderstood himself again in the company and was still waiting for his return in the room. At the beginning, after taking a bath, she sorted out some information about the cultural industry in her room and decided to explore first. Therefore, she opened her computer, used QQ to find some network editors and chatted with them on the Internet for a long time.

"Gulu ~" suddenly a sound came from her stomach, which immediately made her a little embarrassed. At this time, she found that her stomach gradually began to be hungry. Looking back at the time on the wall, I found that there was too much time difference from Huo Haoran's home. I went out of the door and looked down. I didn't see anyone, so I walked downstairs leisurely and walked around the room. I still didn't see his figure.

I feel a little wronged at the bottom of my heart. I don't know why I stand alone in such an empty place. Although there is heating, I still feel a little cold and worried. Unconsciously, I whispered, "husband, where have you been?"

She came to the sofa somewhat distracted and sat down unconsciously. She looked straight ahead. She didn't know whether she was in a daze or thinking about something. I don't know how long I sat on the sofa. When she came back and looked at the time on the wall, she was stunned again.

Why haven't you come back so late?

She had only this thought in her mind. I don't know why she always felt sour in her eyes and restrained her unhappiness. Back to the room again, looking at the QQ on the computer, I decided to call her QQ. The finger became a little cold because it was placed in the air for too long. It trembled unconsciously and accidentally clicked the video.