Sweet Nothings

In the summer of the third year after the wedding, Yan Qing completed two rounds of the national tour and released four albums. The old and new original songs fought each other on the major lists to fight for your life and death. She also naturally appeared in the Chinese music circle. At the top, the heavyweight awards are soft.

Yan Qing’s endorsement is not much, and the quality is forced to make the big flowers in the circle look up. Not only is she envious of her relying on Huo Shi, but more from her own, Mrs. Huo wears the top luxury brand is an unmatchable world. Fuguihua, waiting for the snacks and daily necessities of the people, she can change the sweet peach walking in seconds, just right.

Not to mention the magazines. The heavyweight New Year’s Covers of several top women’s magazines are rushing to ask her to go up, not for anything else, just because she is really beautiful and there are too many hard photos in the circle.

Yan Qing lived a very nourishing life as a child. She was interested in writing songs and singing. She would not be tired of her work. Occasionally, she would advertise in a variety show and did not have much utilitarian interest. She focused her attention on her husband.

Sometimes fans will be excited and shouted that the entertainment industry needs her, please ask her to come out for business.

Yan Qing just laughed.

It is Mr. Huo who really needs her.

No one in the entertainment world is still lively, but Mr. Huo can't do without her.

She admits that she has no ambition, and all her thoughts and wishes are tied to Huo Yunshen's body. She wants to accompany him all the time, get tired of him, and let him know how much she likes to stick to him.

During this period, Dr. He talked to her in private.

"Mrs. Huo's health is getting better and better. The insomnia and anorexia left by the previous stimulation are all healed, and the new and old injuries are basically complete, but on the mental level..." Dr. He couldn't cry, "He seems to be There is no trend towards normal reversal."

In his view, President Huo's character is very paranoid, emotional needs are too strong, possessiveness is strong, and it is difficult to restrain.

Strictly speaking, it is a pathological manifestation, which invisibly limits the freedom of a lover.

He thought it was the result of his wife's disappearance for three years. After marriage stabilized, Huo could get better. However, after so long, it turned out that Huo was not only not good, but also worsened.

Demanding her all the time, uneasy for every short separation, hating to hold her in minutes, holding her in her hands, trapped by her side, you can rest assured.

Coupled with his wife's unconditional indulgent attachment, President Huo is like giving up treatment.

Dr. He is troubled.

He felt that this was a disease and he had to be cured.

Anyone who wants to be occupied by such people, leaving for a while, or having fun with friends will have to take into account the lover's idea, how tired.

Yan Qing shook his head, and Shen Jing said, "Dr. He, I know you are well-intentioned, but I must tell you that he is not abnormal, he is not a patient, and he does not need others to tolerate his character. It is enough to be with me. ."

"...You really can bear it?"

"The word is not correct," Yan Qingxing's eyes slightly curved, "I am willing."

She loves every point in his temperament.

Maybe Dr. He thinks it is an invisible cage.

But she was willing to tie the chain and be his prisoner bird that would never divide, and didn't want to fly anywhere, this life was only happy to circle around him.

She never lost her freedom, Huo Yunshen is her freedom.

Dr. He sighed with emotion and asked anxiously from the doctor's point of view: "How can you continue to have children? I think President Huo's state can't tolerate any creatures for a long time."

Not to mention children, cats and dogs will not work.

Yan Qing smiled very softly: "Then don't."

Doctor Ho was shocked.

Based on his understanding of his wife over the past few years, she absolutely loves children, so it seems...the wife is conniving Huo to the bottom line, and she didn't even want to reverse him. She made up her mind and wanted to make it all her life. He does whatever he wants.

Although he didn't understand, Dr. He felt that he didn't need to say anything more.

The relationship between his wife and President Huo is so deep that she has survived so many life and death tribulations, and he could not have put his beak.

At the end of the summer, Yan Qing received a new advertisement. On the day when the promotional photo was taken, Huo Yunshen finished dealing with the business at hand early, went to the scene to see her, and the personnel who cooperated with Yan Qing were already accustomed to President Huo’s sudden appearance. The brigade came out to respectfully and respectfully.

Huo Yun went straight through the crowd to the studio, and at a glance saw his little wife pulling her long hair under the lights, and smiled at the camera.

Advertisement of shampoo.

Wait for the film to come out...

He had to control himself, don't go to the supermarket to move all her humanoid signs back.

Yan Qing also found her husband for the first time, tilted her head at him, and blinked her eyes playfully.

The photographer captured with excitement, and took several photos, and was 100% sure that this moment is definitely the best today. The smart love that comes out of the full screen, everyone who sees it must be excited, and the advertising effect is perfect.

When the shooting was over, Yan Qing smiled and did not move first.

Huo Yunshen also raised her lips and opened her arms slightly towards her, indicating that her arms were empty and desperately needed to be filled by his wife.

Yan Qing set off immediately, her skirt flew up, and ran over in a few steps. She didn't care if other people couldn't see it. She jumped a little lightly around his neck and was held firmly by him.

Although everyone at the scene was accustomed to the spouse arrogantly spreading dog food anytime and anywhere, but they saw it with their own eyes, they still fisted each other, and howled silently.

The picture is too eye-catching!

Be intimate!Get closer!Qingbao, you can!Get him hard!Let him melt the iceberg!

After watching tens of thousands of barrage brushes on the inside of the crowd, Qing Bao certainly lived up to the expectations, naturally sticking her cheeks to her husband intimately, and let a expressionless man on the road laugh with a smile.

"It's early today--"

Huo Yunshen kissed her nose: "There is still a meeting in the afternoon, I can't wait to see you first."

Yan Qing was relieved when he heard that he had a schedule.

Xu Mohan asked her and Ouyang to go out for a meeting in the afternoon, and she was worried about how to tell Shen deeply not to accompany him. There is no need to find a reason.

To be normal, the party is no big deal. No matter how deeply she will not interfere with her eating and drinking tea with her female girlfriends, but... two months ago, Xu Mohan and her newlywed husband made a successful man and became pregnant.

New pregnant women have a strong desire to talk, and even if they don’t see each other, they often send WeChat to chat. Huo Yunshen has heard it a few times. Although he didn’t say anything, Yan Qing can see that he is very repulsive.

It was not Xu Mohan who contacted her.

It's a child who can't live without a word, so she's afraid of her.

At this time, what he saw in his eyes was that when he saw the kitten in the dressing room, she was afraid of the hostility and sadness she brought home to raise.

Yan Qing was reluctant to have such emotions. From then on, chat with Xu Mohan to avoid him as much as possible. Today, he would agree to go out to gather because he knew he was busy with his business.

Huo Yunshen touched her hair and asked in a low voice: "Go to the office and wait for me in the afternoon? The bed in the suite has a new quilt for you. It's very soft, and I added a cat pillow."

"Ouyang asked me to drink tea..." She didn't mention Mohan.

Huo Yun paused and nodded: "Okay, wait for me to pick you up."

Yan Qing is reluctant to separate from her husband. The driver took her to the place where she dated the little sisters. It is a high-end private club. Some dignitaries and people in Haicheng like to come here to advertise their identity.

In the box on the top floor, Xu Mohan and Ouyang had arrived, and the table filled with colorful snacks could not fill the mouth of the pregnant woman.

"Tuo Qingbao's blessing can enter this bag. I have been to the bottom three floors at most before."

"I'm going to suffocate me at home, this is not allowed to eat and not to eat!"

As soon as Yan Qing entered the door, Xu Mohan's painting style was abrupt, and he wanted to control his vomiting, and bitterly asked: "Qing Bao, when are you going to join our pregnant camp!"

Qing Bao decisively gave her a table for pregnant women.

Unfortunately, it still can't be blocked.

After chatting for more than an hour in Tiannan and Haibei, Xu Mohan couldn't help but the topic turned back to the issues she cares most about. She is no longer unreasonable and seriously said: "Ouyang has no boyfriend, don't worry, but Qing Bao, you should go Come on, your family has a throne to inherit."

Carrying hot tea, Yan Qing explained frankly: "My Majesty does not like it."

Ouyang was clear: "Your Majesty only likes the queen, whoever wants to rob, don't bother to kill."

In the long and tortuous corridor outside the door, Huo Yunshen, who was busy with the time ahead of time, was walking outside the door of the box. The waiter bowed and just touched the door with his hand, ready to open for him.

The clubhouse is safe, and the little sisters are not talking about confidentiality, so they only closed a decorative door, which is not too soundproof. They stand close, and the conversation can be heard 70% to 80%.

Huo Yun's eyes were dark and dark, and he raised his hand and motioned the waiter to leave.

The waiter didn't dare to rebellious, and he quickly retreated.

He stood quietly outside the door, listening to Qing Qing's voice.

Xu Mohan shouted, and remembered the pictures at the university, how Huo Yunshen was so nervous that no one was allowed to contaminate, and even her girlfriend should not be too close.

"But the question is," she was still surprised. "The kid is on the list he minds?"

Ouyang said: "I think there are two divisions in President Huo's world, one is Qing Bao and the other is a creature. Maybe the child is more difficult for him to accept than other things, you think--"

Huo Yun looked down deeply.

"A little guy destined to share Qing Bao's time, feelings, and attention is more serious than a pet, friend, or admirer."

Yan Qing whispered softly.

An air tone made Huo Yunshen's fingers tighten outside the door.

She all knows.

Xu Mohan prolonged the voice discouragedly: "But Qing Bao, you like children very much, I remember clearly, when your memory just started to confuse, dizziness and drowsiness, we all thought you were pregnant, you are so happy, every day Secretly waiting for two bars of test paper, and later found out that it was not quite uncomfortable."

Huo Yunshen's pupils shrank, and he stepped closer.

After a brief silence.

Across the door, Yan Qing spoke, and her voice was very soft: "I like it. I was looking forward to it at that time. I thought that with his children, now I can even dream of having a baby with him. The little guy looks particularly like him. ."

She was full of sweet expectation in her tone.

Huo Yun lowered his head slightly, and his finger joints were pale.

The voice in the room continued slowly: "But I like this, nothing compares to him, I just want him to be happy, he is the most important, it doesn't matter if I have children."

Huo Yun was buzzing from time to time in his deep ears.

He set his sights on the direction in which Qing Qing's voice came, and even if she couldn't see her, she still remained motionless.

No need to escape.

He has always understood that Qing Qing is looking forward to having a child.

He deliberately ignored, pretended not to understand, never mentioned this topic with her, even when she was close to other children, she did not hide her resistance, and changed her distress and care.

Those selfish and bad thoughts haunted her indulgently.

He wanted to monopolize, only two of her from life to death, her love, concern, attention, soft words, sweet love, all belong to him.

If someone invades, she will be separated, even if it's...

Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply, and his hands were blue and white.

Inside the door, Xu Mohan and Ouyang were arguing eloquently, Yan Qing interrupted with a smile: "My family is very happy, I will not make him afraid."

Huo Yunshen is like a sculpture in the corridor.

After a while, he let go of his slightly numb hand.

Qing Qing is thinking about him, but she... is not right.

He is not important.

The important thing is that he wants her to be happy and not let her down.

Anything she likes, he can hold it in front of her.

It was only at the end of the evening that the waiter outside the door whispered: "Mrs. Huo said that he will be late, so don't worry."

Of course, Yan Qing is not in a hurry. It is rare for her husband to be late. It doesn't matter how long she waits.

Huo Yunshen has been sitting silently in the car for a long time, adjusting his state, hiding the shadows of extreme emotions, and then going upstairs five minutes after the waiter notified Yan Qing.

Yan Qing unexpectedly said: "Is five minutes late?"

"Forget it," he said with a dumb throat, and hugged her. "It doesn't count for a minute."

Yan Qing's heart is itchy, and her husband is so sweet.

She just wanted to kiss him reward, Huo Yun said lowly: "I'm sorry."

Yan Qing stared at him.

He scratched his lips and avoided the heavy ones: "I'm sorry, let his wife wait hard for me."

Let his wife work hard... for the sake of him, to appease those wanton monopoly.

Yan Qing pinched him: "No nonsense, no apology, go home."

Huo Yunshen wrapped her in her arms: "Go home."

Yan Qing thought it was a quiet night, and she never thought it would be a thunder and fire. She fell down on the bed with the milky fragrance of a shower gel, and the man could not help covering it, occupying all her consciousness.

She was confused and touched the small package beside the bed.

The wrist was held by the hot fingertips.

He was breathing heavily, with a dullness of forbearance, scorching in her red ear.

"Qingqing, we want a child."

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No matter what, I will give it.