Chapter 689

"Not yet?" Someone, pausing, turned his head and glared at her.

Yeah! This is the normal Huangfu Shaoqing, not the gentle and elegant one in recent years.

"I, I'm afraid." Ouyang Mo'er is always the one who counsels in front of Huangfu Shaoqing. No matter how much she calls the wind and rain outside, when she comes home, she becomes a little daughter who is afraid of her husband, which is also very vivid.

Huangfu Shaoqing's eyebrows frowned. "When I don't answer the phone, I don't see you are afraid."

"Then you are not in front of me. What are you afraid of?" Ouyang Mo'er said that and then drifted away, feeling that she had completely forgotten that she was guilty now.

"So it's fun to make me think all kinds of things, isn't it?" Huang Fu Shaoqing said, gnashing his teeth. I know how many possibilities he had thought about all the way back, and how anxious he was.

Ouyang Mo'er shakes his head, "no, I just want to give you a surprise. Who knows, you'll give me a look as soon as I come back."

Small mouth, slightly pursed, very unhappy.

"So, in the end, I was wrong, wasn't I?" Huangfu Shaoqing said and glared at her.

"No, I was wrong. Oh! Don't be angry, will you Ouyang Mo son says, hasten of quick pace follow, a of embrace his arm.

Huangfu Shaoqing looked down at her hand, and then said, "look at your performance."

"Performance? Now? " Ouyang Mo'er blushes and is dying. It's too daytime. I don't feel very good!

"What do you think?" Huangfu Shaoqing really convinced her. What a mess there is in the melon seeds!

Ouyang Mo Er's ambiguous smile, "what you think is different from what I think?"

"Is that the rhythm you don't want to have dinner with?" Huangfu Shaoqing threatened her, now all kinds of molestation, I hope later, don't beg for mercy.

"So, are you going to show me?" Ouyang Mo'er is very excited. She feels like she is eager to try.

But Huangfu Shaoqing didn't want to do what she wanted, so she took out her mobile phone and looked at the information, then suddenly turned and went downstairs.

"Well! Where are you going? " Ouyang Mo son a face of startle, feel this man, also too moody point.

"Pick up Qian Qian." He is not like her. He even forgot his son.

"Why! Yeah! I haven't seen that boy. Where has he gone? " After he said, Ouyang Mo'er suddenly thought of his son.

"I went to the military region with aunt Chou. I just sent a message and asked me to pick him up." Huangfu Shaoqing responded that he had already arrived at the reception hall.

"Wait, I'll go too." Ouyang Mo son hastens to keep up with, as long as there is a son in, don't worry about this man is not depressed.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't refuse her, but he didn't mean to wait for her.

But these actions, for Ouyang Mo'er, are not affected at all.

Because in her dictionary, the husband is angry, so he has to continue to spoil him. Who says he has to?

To love and be loved is a journey of double arrows. It can't be said that one side always gives, while the other side accepts without any expression.

On the way to go, Ouyang Mo'er has been peeking at him, but the man, has been taut face, eyes focused on looking at the road ahead.

"Well, how did Qian Qian stay with his aunt?" Ouyang Mo son has no words to look for words, is really this atmosphere damned too oppressive, let her some of breathless.

"I took it with me." Huangfu Shaoqing replied that there was no intention of concealing this point.

Ouyang Mo'er suddenly realized, "originally, the woman you are talking about is an aunt!"

"Well!" Huangfu Shaoqing gave a short nasal sound.

Response, some indifference, feel this man, once restored the cold role, let a person some cannot bear.

"What are you looking for?" Ouyang Mo'er continues to ask, feeling a little strange.

Because the feeling he gives himself is not the type of relatives who will go around.

"Yes." Huangfu Shaoqing said, as soon as he hit the steering wheel, he turned the corner and drove away, but it was not the way to L & amp; n studio.

"What's the matter?" Subconsciously, I think it's related to myself, so I asked two questions unconsciously.

Huang Fu Shao Qing turned her head and looked at her. Then he turned his mouth and laughed with evil spirit. "It's not convenient to disclose."

"Speak ill of me?" Ouyang Mo son tentatively asks, otherwise how can you hide from her?

"What kind of person is aunt Chou?" Huangfu Shaoqing asked her. At the same time, he gave her a white eye. I think it's too much!

"No, but I think you have a lot of talent for that." Ouyang Mo'er's heart, some unhappy, because in her view, between husband and wife, should have no reservation, but he, always love to hide things from her, this, let her very crazy.Huangfu Shaoqing was not angry, but said, "thank you for your praise."

"You're proud of that." He is full of disgust.

Huangfu Shaoqing pursed her lips. As soon as the steering wheel turned, she entered the parking lot of Westin restaurant.

"Did aunt Hu make an appointment here?" Ouyang Mo'er looks out of the window, but the car hasn't stopped? They have already pushed the door to get off.

This move made Huangfu Shaoqing's eyebrows wrinkle and warn: "next time I'm so reckless of my own safety, I'll see how I deal with you."

"Don't leave. You can't see the real situation when you clean up." Ouyang Mo son now to him, but full of dislike, also say tonight say how? Now I come out for dinner again. What time does it take to go back!

So, that is to say, Huangfu Shaoqing had lost her credibility.

"You seem to be hungry for my body." The corners of Huangfu Shaoqing's mouth stirred up an evil smile and some ambiguous ripples.

Ouyang Mo'er nodded, "don't you say that you are not hungry for my body?"

It's bullshit to say that he is not hungry or thirsty. Otherwise, he has no love for himself. Otherwise, after enduring for so long, how can he retract and release freely.

Disgusted eyes, in her body, from head to foot scan times, finally locked in her chest, but think, is not Ouyang Mo'er thought that kind of meaning, but the wedding dress open chest scale, should keep in what kind of criteria, just won't be other men see his wife's beauty.

"Do you think my chest is not big enough?" Ouyang Mo son said to straighten his chest, don't give him a chance to look down upon.

"Do you think it's big?" Huangfu Shaoqing sneered and did not hide his thoughts.

Ouyang Mo'er's instant frustration, because compared with the big chest sister paper, her, seems to be really a little worse.

"I tell you, I'm angry." With that, he walked in front and left Huangfu Shaoqing behind.