Chapter 1967

When Lu Sheng returned home, he felt that the atmosphere at home was different.

Huo was not downstairs. In the past, she was either teasing the cat, reading a book, or helping Zhang Ma cook.

"And Madame?" Lu Sheng asked Zhang Ma, who was greeting her, to give her the suit and coat. Zhang Ma arranged and hung up the men's clothes and looked upstairs. "My wife is upstairs. By the way, Mr. Huo and miss Huo Er came here this afternoon."

Lu Sheng's steps stopped, and there was a cold silence between his eyebrows: "what are they doing? Their wife has been bullied by them?"

A nameless anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and the man's face sank.

He didn't go to their trouble, and they dared to come to their door.

"No, no, No." Worried about his misunderstanding, Zhang Ma quickly explained, "there are so many security guards at home. They dare not come around, but they are accused by his wife and finally run away."

Zhang Ma has never admired a person so much. Huoxi is the one she most admired.

I don't like it. I don't even need to give face. What I say is stabbed. I don't care what the other side looks like.

"Well." The man answered and continued to walk upstairs.

It's good not to be bullied, or he will raise so many people to do something at home.

Lu Sheng came to the upstairs bedroom, opened the door, and the girl sat on the desk in front of the window, her hands on her head, staring at the scenery.

Lu Sheng went up, hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek: "what are you doing?"

Feel the cold brought by men, is it cold again so soon? The temperature difference between morning and night is really big.

She didn't turn around, just let the man hold her head in his chest and bend her mouth: "nothing, I'm waiting for you."

Simple words, like infinite power, hit the soft heart of a man at once.

He put her on his legs, held her face in his big hands, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and kissed her more deeply.

"So good today?"

Huo Xi was kissed by him for breath. Seeing that he still came, she reached out her hand and stopped him: "I'm good every day. Do you still come?"

The man chuckled twice, his voice doting and gentle: "OK, I won't come, shall we go down to eat?"

Before she agreed, he put his arms around her body and picked her up. Huoxi hurriedly put his hands around his neck: "you put me down, I can't walk by myself?"

If it goes on like this, her legs must degenerate.

"I just want to hold you like this." He lowered his head and put his forehead on her, as if no matter how he hugged her or how close he was to her.

At the thought that their time is only two years, he would like to spend his time with her in seconds.

Don't want her to leave, want to take her around all the time, even if it's unrealistic, he can't help thinking.

Huo Xi can only quietly let him hold it. Anyway, those people under him and Zhang Ma are used to it. She is not embarrassed.

Zhang Ma's cooking today is still very rich, with dishes and soup, most of which are what she likes to eat.

It may be that she has done a lot, her craftsmanship is more and more advanced, and her meals are more and more.

Today, she had two bowls of food and her stomach was full. At last, she had to put down her chopsticks and knead her stomach like a Maitreya Buddha. She cried painfully, "no, I can't eat any more. If I go on like this, I will become a fat man."