Chapter 505

"Don't make trouble." luo'an pushed him. "I have to go back to my old house tomorrow. Sleep, darling."

It snowed late in city a today.

Luo an's heart is in a trance.

Looked at the time.

It's past ten.

Luo Anxin told the old man that he would go back today.

She quickly turned around and kissed Huo Yanchen, who was still sleeping: "get up."

Mr. Huo is not a couch potato.

The reason why he didn't move.

The old man is not angry.

I heard the old man say so.

She was a little unhappy.

Anyway, I've torn my face with Luo an's heart recently.

Yu Jie was offended: "

"No." he didn't dare not answer the old man's question. He could only mumble in a low voice.

"Then what's your qualification to get up late?" the old man looked unhappy. "People who know to drink tea, buy bags and buy clothes all day. You want me to be partial to you. Do you want some merit?"

Luo an sits beside Huo Yanchen like a good daughter-in-law.

Huo Yanchen didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two people. He held Luo an's hand and played very hard.

"Dad, I've been doing what I can for this family. You... How can you make me so worthless?" Yu Jie's tears fell.

The old man can't stand women crying.

He immediately waved: "all right, all right, go out. What are you crying about for the new year..."

Yu Jiewei looked at Luo anxiously.

Huo Yanchen, who couldn't see anything in my world except my wife's lovely little hands, raised his eyes to her while Yu Jie handed over her eyes.

Yu Jie touched Huo Yanchen's cold eyes, immediately lowered her head, and then left angrily.

As soon as she left, Mr. Huo buried his head and played with Mrs. Huo's little hand.

"If I pinch my wife's hand, do you have a problem?" Huo Yanchen asked.

Huo Yanchen refused.

The atmosphere was a little stalemate.

"Yes..."

"After finding the murderer, cremate and bury him."

Before Luo an's heart finished after the new year, Huo Yanchen coldly interrupted her.

Luo an was a little stunned.

Huo Yanchen didn't tell her before.

"Well," the old man nodded, "I'm a little tired. Go and play by yourself."

"OK." Huo Yanchen said, holding Luo Anxin's hand and stood up.

"By the way, you two look on my face. Don't hit people during the new year." the old man told me.

Luo Anxin immediately felt guilty in front of Huo Yanchen.

Last time she poured hot porridge on Huo Shaokun's face and kicked Huo Qinhan's

These were all things that Huo Yanchen had never said.

"I see." Huo Yanchen answered, and then left the old man's study with Luo an Xin.

"Hit someone?" Huo Yanchen looked at Luo and asked.

"Just... A gentle kick." luo'an smiled awkwardly.

"Huo Qinhan?" Huo Yanchen asked.

"Well..." Luo an nodded.

Huo Yanchen smiled and then gently clicked the tip of Luo Anxin's nose: "you're quite powerful."

Luo Anxin pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled shyly.

No matter how tough she is, to some extent, she still hopes that in front of Huo Yanchen, she is not an image of a bitch who always beats and scolds people.

"I want to make a snowman outside." Luo anxiously clasped Huo Yanchen's palm.

There are too many memories of Huo Yanchen, Lin Qingcheng and Muzi Li in that room.

She doesn't want to stay there too long.

"Make a snowman? Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Huo Yanchen asked.

"Not afraid!" Luo Anxin said, dragging Huo Yanchen out, "don't grind Ji, I want to fight a snow battle! In the previous winter, I had to fight a snow battle with Bai Xiaorui every year!"

Huo Yanchen looked at Luo an's excitement and didn't stop him. He went out with her.

In the garden, there has been a layer of snow.

Luo anxiously rushed into the snow and said to make a snowman, but he made a snowball and threw it directly onto Huo Yanchen.

The snow stained Huo Yanchen's coat and soon melted, forming mottled spots of water.

After Luo Anxin threw himself out of a snowball, Huo Yanchen didn't respond. He thought Huo Yanchen, a clean guy, wouldn't like this activity, so he stood and looked at him.

At this time, Huo Yanchen suddenly bent over and threw a ball of snow at ease.

The snow battle was so out of touch.

When Huo Yanchen was a child, he had several snow fights with his family servants and Lin Qingcheng.

That was a long time ago.

For a long time, the Huo family's old house seemed to be wrapped up by strict closure because of the old man.

Servants usually don't dare to speak too loudly.

Luo an's hearty laughter undoubtedly broke this rigorous lifelessness.

The old man went to the window and looked at Huo Yanchen and Luo Anxin playing in the snow like children. His face showed some kindness.

Then I don't know what he thought. Looking at their eyes chasing the figure, they gradually became deep and distant.

It's like looking at someone else through the two people playing.

"It's outrageous. How can you pull the young master to do such a thing?" the housekeeper appeared behind the old man and said so low, "it's really out of decency. I'll go..."

"What are you doing?" the old man turned to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper choked: "go... Stop it."

"The children have a good time. What can you stop? There's nothing to do when you eat too much?" the old man asked.

Housekeeper:

Isn't it your rule not to make noise at home?

"In the past, when we lived abroad, it was very lively." the old man looked back at the two people who were in a mess.

Luo an's heart is small and her palm is small. How can she beat Huo Yanchen?

It didn't take long to fall into the disadvantage. He was pulling Huo Yanchen's sleeve to cheat.

"Green orange often goes crazy in the garden with Yanchen." the old man whispered, as if he was talking to the housekeeper and talking to himself, "catch butterflies in spring and dragonflies in summer. In autumn, take Yanchen and servants to pick the fruit in the garden for jam. In winter... They will also have snowball fights and make snowmen together."

The housekeeper has only been working around the old man for more than ten years.

I don't know much about the past.

When he came, Lin Qingcheng had moved out for several years. He didn't usually get in touch with the old house. He only gave some gifts during the new year's festival. At most, the young master came to see the old man.

She never came herself.

"The lady looks very quiet and dignified and can do these things?" asked the housekeeper.

"Quiet?" the old man shook his head. "They are heroines who ride better than men."

"They?" the housekeeper wondered.

The old man glanced at him: "what's the matter with you? What are you asking for?"

Housekeeper: "..." didn't you take the initiative to talk to me?

Ah, it aroused people's curiosity and threatened them with eyes. They were not allowed to ask any more questions.

"Prepare a little more ginger tea, play crazy for a while, come in and give them a drink, and don't get cold again during the new year." the old man said, glanced out of the window, picked up the rope of the curtain with a crutch, and put down the curtain to block the happy time outside.

The housekeeper looked at the old man.

These days, the old man always looks wrong.

The whole person has no spirit. He often stays in a daze at an album in his study. Sometimes, he sits for an afternoon.

What makes the housekeeper wonder is.

The old man put the album on his lap. Every time he sent tea in, he didn't see him look through the album.

Guan Ben is also worried about whether the old man is ill.

But yesterday's weekly examination showed that the old man was very healthy again.

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and was also more puzzled.