Sweet Nothings

The inside is lost, but the small silk home sling outside is still there, thinly covered with a pair of beautiful lines, and a little cherry lifted upright.

The girl's voice was trembling and embarrassed, but she persisted and gave him heartily.

Huo Yun's hot blood boiled instantly, flushing his eyes scarlet.

He was about to hold her hand and couldn't help it anymore. He held her in his arms and rubbed it into the chest of the shock, trying to press it in. He wanted to melt it into the blood of the dead.

All the restlessness of restraint in the past few days, the fear of losing her, broke out at this moment.

Yan Qing hadn't been hugged by Huo Yunshen so hard for a while, her bones came with a familiar pain, and she touched his back comfortably: "Deep, don't be uncomfortable."

With red ears, she said a lot of words about the tiger and wolf before she let go a lot, poked at his waist and asked, "The gift has already been opened for you, do you want to taste it."

If you don't taste it, it's almost flattened.

Huo Yun bit her delicate neck deeply and kissed the shallow tooth marks again, said dumbly: "When the courage is so big, when did you learn badly."

"It's not bad to learn..." Her nasal tone was soft. "It was my impulse that made you want to coax you."

She is so active, the sugar cake sticks to her body, but Huo Yunshen wants to endure more than fierce affairs, holding her cherishly.

"Coax yourself?"

Yan Qing nodded: "I have nothing else."

Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply.

she has.

She involved his life, a little reaction, a few words, wind and grass, can make him hell heaven.

Huo Yun embraced her deeply and asked, "Are you worried about my bankruptcy?"

Yan Qing paused, remembering that this sentence was indeed spoken by her. She suddenly opened her eyes and squeezed punitively on his back neck: "Huo Yunshen, shouldn't you think I care about your money?! I I’m afraid that Huo’s bankruptcy, I don’t want your hard-working family business to be ruined because of a little thing, and it is questioned by those who are far less than you!”

She was sore about the words in the headset.

Huo Yunshen should be at the top of the strategizing existence, how can people be asked in that tone.

"But you also listened well," Yan Qing said solemnly, "If it is really bankrupt, I can't recover, I can afford you, I can write songs and sing, it's a big deal, but I don't make much money. I can't afford such a big house, but it will never make you homeless."

She promised: "At least, I can give you a little home."

Huo Yun stunned her deeply, her vision gradually blurred, and her eyes were hot.

For three years, the torn wounds were entrenched in the bottom of my heart, and every time I turned them over, it was a painful pain.

He lost the only one he loved.

He is gone.

I thought she would be abandoned until death, even if she followed her footsteps and jumped down the river, she didn't dare to really find her again.

Finally she said again that she would give him a home.

Huo Yunshen's voice was a bit broken: "I'm easy to raise. I don't need to eat or drink. You just want me."

He didn’t want Qingqing to worry any more, and said, “But I won’t make you homeless either. The baby is assured that no matter whether it’s a temporary return home or that contract, it’s not out of control. It’s enough for your husband to win. I’ve been hiding from you because I’m afraid of you thinking. I didn’t immediately explain it because... I want to hook you to coax me.”

Yan Qing's heart thumped down, and he couldn't help laughing, pushing his shoulders a little: "It turns out that Mr. Huo is so scheming, deliberately pretending to be pitiful and deceiving me, and I took off my underwear in a silly way. "

Huo Yun kissed the corner of her mouth deeply: "The one who wants to deceive you cares and deceives you to love me."

Yan Qing looked at him clearly and whispered, "I am willing to be deceived."

Huo Yunshen's endurance was exhausted, reaching the limit, and the people with thin legs and shirts pressed heavily against the bed.

When lying down, Yan Qing murmured in his ear: "I love you."

For the first time since the reunion, she was so frank and straightforward, saying the three heaviest words to him in exchange for the man's almost frantic claims on her.

In the middle of the night, when Yan Qing was lying in his arms and lethargic, he was still thinking about the big day that was coming soon, and asked him in a mute voice: "Deeply, the day after tomorrow is your birthday. Is there anything I can achieve? desire."

"Have."

He says.

"I want you to love me more."

He is always greedy to her, like a critically ill patient who is always hungry, craving her to give more.

Because of Ruan Jia's blackouts and blockade of snow, "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" went upstairs on the original fiery, and before the feature film was broadcast, it dominated a series of topic lists.

Immediately after the official trailer of the Gu Pup opera was launched, "Qing Si" as the ending song, also announced the production of the official version, compared to the original interception, the entire song is better than natural sound, with excellent pictures and occasionally interspersed words A close-up of Qing's recording, grabbing the hit as soon as it goes live.

Yan Qing is completely immersed in "green silk" singing, the voice fits, and the emotion resonates, just like the clean water of the dust, clear and clean, and the scouring sand is sandwiched, and the ear is scratched.

"I've got goose bumps in the trough!"

"No matter how good the rap skills are, just the mood of this throat, you can't find a second one similar to her in the circle."

"I believe it now. Some people really appreciate the food and the talents are here. No matter how dark they are, they can't stop it."

"Eyebrows exhaled! It was originally kapok powder. I cried to death when the whole network scolded her idol for disqualification and took the opportunity to take the position. The young lady was clearly a good singer."

Yan Qing's long hair curled up, wrapped in a bath towel and lying on the massage table, blocking her ears: "Baby-don't read it -"

Her bed was in the middle, and Xu Mohan on the left bed heard it and rose to the table: "Yun Qing, you are a little unconscience, you never called me baby, did you call her?"

Ouyang rubbed her short hair on the bed on the right, not even shutting down Weibo, squinting: "When I was recording the show with Qing Bao, she just called it, which round got your fairies to oppose."

Yan Qing was squeezed gently by the low-eyed masseuse, and waved hands on both sides, and Yu Lu was stained: "It's all good, baby."

She did not expect that Xu Mohan and Ouyang knew each other. Ouyang had been forced to reduce her contact with her since the recording of "The Peak Girl" was signed to Huo Shi and the group activity since the circle was different.

Until she agreed with Xu Mohan, Xu Mohan mentioned that she had been in the same company with Ouyang in the past, and had some friendships. During the "Peak Girl", she repeatedly asked Ouyang to ask Yan Qing and asked Ouyang to take care, but it was only because Huo was in the middle. , Dare not contact without permission.

In the days when Xu Mohan acted as a villain online against Yan Qing, Ouyang was unclear and thought that Xu Mohan came true and ran quietly begging her not to bully Yan Qing.

In the end, the three parties met, and for half a day, both sides were full of Yan Qing's diehard little sisters.

The little sisters rarely had time to get together, about taking a bath and about a massage. Yan Qing hadn’t hung out with friends in her memory, and was a little excited to mention with Huo Yunshen.

Huo Yun deeply touched her head: "Where I want to go, I have arranged, you don't need to prepare anything."

Yan Qing is curious: "Doesn't you need to bring money?"

"No," President Huo smiled. "Mrs. Huo does whatever she wants. Her husband pays for it later."

So this busy afternoon, Yan Qing lay lazily on the soft bed, thinking about this so-called high-end store where Xu Mohan was so expensive to murder that a member needed identity verification, and the masseur's method followed her. The husband can be far away.

Xu Mohan pouted sadly: "Don't dispute it anymore, as soon as President Huo is out, we are all concubines."

Ouyang sighed: "That's right, I'm going to read the comment. I like to see the rainbow farts of those people who are affectionate about CP."

Recently, President Huo has continued to keep a high profile, and can't wait to hold Yan Qing up to others. Those with long eyes know that the rich wife Xiaojiao's wife is just a darling.

CP fans are also emerging in the torrent.

"No CP we can't knock!"

"Especially, the Lord is so shocked by the entertainment circle, that is, the stand-in terrier like Ai Kou, who has a deep relationship with sadomasochism. Don't make a couple who worships one day don't feel too much."

Yan Qing smiled, and his eyes were a little deep: "Did you not see the Weibo couple divorced today?" Weibo? Every day I turn to the comments and praise, waiting for me to be swept out by President Huo."

Ouyang wanted to speak, and Xu Mohan suddenly booed, inquired and asked, "Qingbao, are you sleepy again?"

Yan Qing was stunned. She really couldn't open her eyes, but she had already slept just now, so she shouldn't be sleepy.

More importantly, she seems subconsciously trying to resist this frequent sleep.

Xu Mohan said: "You have been lethargic lately, and you started to feel dizzy from the last time. It seems more and more obvious."

Ouyang and Xu Mohan looked at each other, exclaimed, and lowered the volume: "I said Qingbao, aren't you pregnant?"

Yan Qing burst into nerves and sat up: "Ah?!"

Two gossips came together: "Dizziness, drowsiness, and insanity are all early symptoms of pregnancy."

Yan Qing covered her flat and tight belly with her hands, her face flushed red, and she stumbled and said, "It's impossible, we all have that--"

Take measures.

Xu Mohan: "Any precautions are not 100%, just in case."

She moved quickly, secretly asked the personal assistant to send the test paper over, pushed Yan Qing to the bathroom, Yan Qing was really panicked, studied the usage, nervous, dry, stared at the small window of the test paper for a few minutes, and finally showed Not pregnant, and changed to another brand, is also a bar, there is no sign of pregnancy.

It made Yan Qing lost, and he handled the test strips cleanly, and came out and said to them: "No."

Xu Mohan and Ouyang did not know to what extent her memory was impaired. She still insisted that there was a possibility, and seriously advised: "Maybe it is late to bed, the measurement will be slower, you should pay more attention to rest, as long as the aunt does not come , There is no conclusion."

"By the way, I remember President Huo's birthday is probably these two days," Xu Mohan smiled mysteriously, "What are you going to send him?"

Yan Qing was still in shock, and honestly said: "He has everything, I have nothing to send, I did it by hand, and wrote a song to him."

Actually...

Cat's full set of COS underwear, guess he will like it.

Xu Mohan's slender fingers sounded: "This is all right, maybe a few small babies."

The sister's party ended at six o'clock, and Yan Qing was disturbed when she walked into the car. Although she felt that the possibility was zero, she couldn't help but secretly increased her expectation and gave birth to great sweetness.

if it is true……

I don't know if I will be happy.

Yan Qing smiled unconsciously, just pulled the car door to sit in and was hugged by a pair of arms.

The light woody fragrance of the man invades the senses.

She was surprised: "How are you here."

Huo Yun squeezed her face deeply, her pupils deep: "I'm so happy to party with them? I'm still laughing when I come out."

Not for him.

He always hoped extremely, that every happy emotion of her was for him.

Yan Qing pursed her lips. The pregnancy was purely catching the wind, and she couldn’t believe it. How could she tell him, just said: “I laughed because you are going to have a birthday. One year old."

Huo Yun's eyes turned dark, and kissed her curved lips.

After arriving home, Huo Yunshen cooks himself, stands in front of the counter and raises and lowers his hand, making Qingqing Cat a private roast chicken. Qingqing Cat stares at the living room, the kitchen lights are clear, her husband stands upright, and the apron is tied up It's tied in the depression of the waist socket, pinched tightly and tightly, very attractive.

She had a moment of trance.

In the old house in the past, the kitchen was still very small, far less than the current area, and the tools were simple.

She had just gone to college at that time and lived with him. He went out and made money desperately. After returning home, she carefully studied cooking while holding her sleeves. She cut countless mouths.

The two figures overlapped for a moment.

Huo Yunshen looked back suddenly and raised the corner of his lips: "The baby came over and cut the fruit for you."

Yan Qing's eyes got wet and threw him around his waist.

The violent love in my heart seemed to be colliding with something terrible, which aroused her uneasiness and just wanted to hug him with all his strength.

After dinner, Yan Qing wanted to be awake, but her sleepiness was found again. Before Xu Mohan and her mentioned pregnancy, she had wanted to talk about this situation with Huo Yunshen, but now...

In case.

If you have to be sure, talk to him again.

Huo Yunshen saw that she was lazy and touched her forehead: "Is it uncomfortable."

Yan Qing shook his head: "I want to take a nap."

Huo Yunshen sent her upstairs, dimmed the lights, and still took her temperature in relief, and massaged her temples. Until she fell asleep quietly, she raised her frown, walked out of the bedroom, and dialed Dr. He's phone.

He was finally upset.

Dr. He answered quickly: "Mr. Huo, what's wrong with your wife?"

Huo Yun said in a deep voice: "Occasionally dizzy, easy to sleep."

Dr. He thought about it for a moment: "I am looking for a doctor who may have tampered with his wife's memory at the time. At present, in San Francisco, some people will return as soon as possible. When I come to the country, you will take your wife to do an examination."

Huo Yunshen just cut off the call, and Min Jing's message came in: "Brother, I'm outside and report regularly."

In the courtyard of Huo Zhai Villa, Min Jing pinched the information, and saw Huo Yunshen's figure approaching, he opened the car door and greeted him.

In the space inside the car, Min Jing stated the trends in the group one by one.

After finishing the explanation clearly, he looked at Huo Yun's half-down eyes and said indignantly: "Porren's contract was signed with other people at a price that was as high as ours. Doesn't it mean that someone in the group was leaking secrets? I’m afraid you’ll have a chance to remedy if you turn your head, and it’s clear that you will lose the US market and want to use this excuse to oust you.

Huo Yunshen said nothing.

Min Jing asked: "Brother, when will we fight back."

Huo Yun said in a deep voice: "It's still early, let them toss."

Min Jing thought that since returning to the country, the group and the so-called high-profile rumors and brows, frowning, and then thinking of Shen Brother’s overall plan, he reassured himself and said lowly: "The source of the mail cannot be located yet... …"

Huo Yun unexpectedly pushed the door and got off: "Continue to check."

Qing Qing is by his side, he is firmly guarded, these dirty things, some time to clean up.

Huo Yunshen took two steps, Min Jing chased down and said with a smile: "Shen Brother, I can say this year, happy birthday."

It's been a long time since Shen Brother passed away. Only during the period when Yun Qing fell in love with him, his birthday can be mentioned, which represents goodness. At other times, it is a painful minefield that cannot be touched.

Huo Yun rarely bent his lips towards him: "This month's bonus doubled."

The spring night wind is softening.

Huo Yunshen looked up to the second floor, the window where Qing Qing was sleeping.

His childhood birthday was an excuse for the Huo family to talk about business and hold a reception.

From the moment his mother died in front of him, he became gloomy and silent, and he no longer had the pretext to qualify.

In the dark days and days, on the birthday, the woman jumped from the upstairs and torn apart. The day when he was born was never worth celebrating. It was full of resentment and hatred of the poor woman.

Being expelled from the Huo family, he grew savagely in an icy hut, beaten and bleed, and turned into a lunatic in the eyes of others. In addition to the nightmare that this night's nightmare would remind him, he had forgotten what birthday.

A teenager in his twenties loves birthday as a gimmick.

Some students are always holding banquets, please have dinner, give gifts, he will only walk in the cold night, sitting on the deserted road for a night, sometimes Huo Linchuan will deliberately pick this day to find fault, he will not die Beating, quietly watching his blood bleed down.

Until that year, he received a birthday gift.

The girl's delicate hands knitted a very majestic kitten's head with wool, and placed it in his hands, smiled and said: "Huo Yunshen, happy birthday."

He was sorely hurt by a small ornament.

Don’t believe her tenderness even if you are so sad. He clutched the kitten tightly for a few seconds, threw it into the trash can and looked at her coldly: "I don’t have a birthday!"

Her eyelashes were shaking and her voice was very soft: "I just want to tell you that someone remembers your birthday."

He squeezed his fist in pain, watching her silently walk away.

In the school corridor where the sunset was falling, the cleaner came to collect the trash can. He was crazy and did not give it. He grabbed the kitten and turned it over, and washed it under the faucet over and over again. , Touched repeatedly under the pillow, not willing to fall asleep.

On the birthday of the second year, Qing Qing ignored him and regarded him as a stranger. He went downstairs to her and stayed still all night.

Late at night, she opened the curtains and dropped a small cake without cream.

She didn't show her face at a glance.

He laughed silently and picked up the cake and put it in his arms as a baby.

In the third year, Qing Qing promised him and became his girlfriend. He was so happy that he was helpless, and he looked forward to this day he had hated for many days in advance.

Huo Linchuan found a group of people to block him.

He missed the appointment and fought desperately in the night outside the back door of the school, wanting to hurry and go to her sooner.

That night, he knocked down the pile of dregs with a stick, hurt his leg, walked hard, and sweated every time he moved. He hurriedly washed his face, changed a clean clothes, and ran to the appointed place, blood dripping All the way.

Qing Qing was still waiting there, but beside her stood the squad leader who liked her.

She is always gentle and will smile to anyone.

The two stood side by side. She lifted her face up to others and tore his full heart apart.

The monitor said.

"I saw him go out to fight, I don't think I will come to you, why should you."

"The kind of people, everyone is hiding, why are you so stubborn."

"Yun Qing, don't hurt yourself. It's better to choose anyone than to choose a lunatic who is mentally ill."

His leg hurts unconsciously, staring at her fixedly, he knew he must be terrible now, his eyes were burning, his teeth tasted fishy, ​​his expression was cruel, and his arms bulged with blue muscles.

Anyone who sees it must avoid it and stay away from him.

Qing Qing turned his head and saw him, Shuihong's lips bit, and turned a little sulkily and walked in the opposite direction.

He dragged his injured leg, trying not to show abnormalities, and followed her behind.

As perverted, he followed stubbornly and wanted to catch up with her, telling her that he was not so bad, he did not deliberately fight late.

He has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

He has never had a birthday to celebrate.

But his leg hurts so much that he can't catch up anymore. When he was slightly out of force, Qing Qing suddenly stopped in front. He tried to chase it over and hugged her under the street light.

"Why... don't you go."

She raised her red eyes: "I'm waiting for you, I'm afraid you can't catch up."

The wind was soft that night. She squeezed into his arms and said softly, "Huo Yunshen, no matter what others say, I like you."

She looked at him seriously: "The world, only like you."

Huo Yun stared deeply at the warm light on the second floor, his eyes slightly drooping, smiling.

When Qingqing wakes up, he will say so to him.

Huo Yun went up to the second floor, Yan Qing was still asleep, his eyebrows twisted.

He changed his clothes, lay down on her side, hugged her in his arms, patted it once, his lips fell, kissed from the eyelids to the tip of his nose, and lingered obsessively on his lips.

It's past twelve.

Huo Yun couldn't help but aggravate the kiss, hooking the tip of her tongue and absorbing his own temperature.

Yan Qing trembling raised her long eyelashes.

He touched her lips with his fingertips and husky called her: "Qing Qing."

Yan Qing's eyes were blank, and he looked straight at him, his cheeks flushed pale.

She scrambled away, grabbed the pillow indiscriminately, and beat him mercilessly, her voice changed: "Huo Yunshen! Why are you on my bed!"