You are my lovely wife

Huo Haoran just went upstairs and stood in front of the door. He was a little tangled at the bottom of his heart. He didn't know whether it was suitable for him to go in now, whether the people in the house still had a rest, whether he would disturb her or make her cry in front of him. At the thought of her tears, a bitter feeling came from the bottom of my heart. He doesn't want the person he likes to cry in front of him, nor does he want her to cry around him.

This tangle made him slow to go in. He began to repent before he went in. He really couldn't help but reach out and slap himself.

What the hell vinegar!

Silently despised himself at the bottom of his heart, reluctantly pulled out the corners of his mouth, and finally chose to go in. He gently knocked on the door and didn't hear any words. He had to open the door reluctantly. When he went in, he saw Mu Qingqing sleeping with a little bear puppet against the head of the bed.

Looking at her slightly frowned eyebrows when she fell asleep, she couldn't help feeling a little distressed, so she reached out and rubbed her eyebrows, hoping to let her relax. At the bottom of her heart, there was a little helplessness, and slowly said, "silly girl."

Mu Qingqing glanced slightly, as if dissatisfied with someone's touch, Huo Haoran had to withdraw his hand, kiss her on the cheek, slowly pick her up, put her flat on the bed, and then left the room.

He walked downstairs slowly and put the food on the table into the incubator to warm it. It was more difficult for him to make amends and get forgiveness when she woke up.

After placing the things, he returned to the room without delay. He took a bath in the bathroom first, washed away the sweat on his body, and washed away today's unhappiness. After washing from head to foot, he wiped his body, put on his nightgown, tied a knot at will on his waist, and walked out without delay. Stand on the balcony, look at the outside scene, and wipe the water off your hair.

"Hoo ~ Hoo ~" the cold wind was blowing, and was desperately pouring into his freshly heated body, making his mind more calm. He didn't think much. When his hair was dry, he went in.

Looking at Mu Qingqing lying on the bed, slightly curling up her own body, but there are many empty seats on one side, like saving a sleeping position for herself. A shallow smile was raised at the corners of her lips. There was a sense of comfort at the bottom of her heart, so she directly lay on the bed, hugged her in her arms and gently closed her eyes.

At night, the air is getting colder and the room is surrounded by heating, which makes both of them sleep very comfortable. However, Mu Qingqing's stomach unconsciously plays a drum. Huo Haoran's sleep on one side is very shallow. He heard the sound long ago, so he slowly took back his hand on her and left the place.

When Mu Qingqing woke up hungry, her mind was a little confused. She recalled that someone seemed to hold herself while she was sleeping last night.

He's back?

This thought flashed in my mind. I immediately reached out and touched the next door. I found that there was still a sense of temperature. My eyes looked hazily at the front, and it was a bit clear at once. When her thoughts stabilized for a while, she stretched out her hand and opened the door in the house. She looked around but didn't find his existence. The loneliness at the bottom of her heart filled out again, and the sound of belly drum rang out again.

She sipped her thin lips and was ready to leave here to get something to eat downstairs. When Huo Haoran directly brought the dishes in and put them at the table at the head of the bed. In a soft voice, she said, "come and have some. The dishes are still hot."

The words were soft and not unhappy at all, which immediately made Mu Qingqing's eyes a little acidic. His eyes were filled with water droplets and looked at him hazily.

Huo Haoran was not in a hurry to let her eat, so he went over, stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pinched her face, and comforted in a soft voice: "don't be angry with me, okay?"

There was a bit of pleading in his voice. His actions were very gentle and his eyes were so tender. Immediately Mu Qingqing didn't know where to start. He had to silently defend his behavior at the bottom of his heart. After a while, he slowly said, "I'm hungry and want to eat."

"OK, I'll feed you." Huo Haoran said this sentence without stinginess. The next is their sweet time. You eat those delicious dishes one by one. Although Mu Qingqing didn't say to forgive him, looking at her clever appearance, I'm afraid she had already knowingly forgiven him.

After eating, Huo Haoran looked that it was still early, so he put his rice bowl aside and wiped her lips gently. Mu Qingqing was very clever when he had enough to eat and drink. He let him wipe his mouth for himself. He was gradually satisfied at the bottom of his heart. However, he still didn't want to talk to him. Who made him wait so long? I snorted coldly at the bottom of my heart and thought silently: bet on the gas for another night.

Seeing that she still didn't want to speak to herself, he had to hold her silently in his arms, gently say her favorite fairy tales to her, and try to coax her to sleep in a gentle tone. It's really commendable to have a hard-working appearance. However, this time he didn't ask for her reward, but just hugged her very calmly.

After they finally fell asleep, Huo Haoran took out his hand under Mu Qingqing's neck and looked at her sleeping face without frowning. The bottom of her heart was also gradually relieved.

He took down the rice bowls and dishes next to the bed, cleaned the things and put them away, then got up and went to the study. Although his eyes glanced at Mu Qingqing's room on the way, he still felt that he had to go out and talk to the man himself, otherwise there would be endless trouble.

He stood alone in this open place, meditated for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Shen Ao. Unexpectedly, the man was connected in a short time. He didn't think much. He directly opened his mouth with a single gun and said, "I'll see you tomorrow?"

His words are somewhat cold, but at the same time, they also have indelible dignity, like a command, which can not be rejected by anyone. He had no superfluous ideas, but felt that this side must be seen. If Shen Ao disagreed, he was afraid that he would tie people to himself and meet people.

Shen Ao listened to the voice from the phone, and a sneer was aroused at the corners of his lips, but he didn't make any sound, nor did he pause, so he curled his mouth, and said faintly, "OK."

There is indeed a positive relationship between the two, perhaps a warning or a temptation. No matter what they are, they are destined to take a formal move.