He smiled so much that Song Ci mistakenly thought he was going crazy.

Song Ci was speechless and rolled his eyes.

"You're still suffocated in the quilt, aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself?" Huo Muchen pinched the back collar of her pajamas with two fingers, pulled her out hard, and pulled her out.

Song Ci was forced to pull out, completely unable to resist.

She muttered speechlessly: "Why am I dragged out so easily by you every time?"

"Maybe you don't have the strength." Huo Muchen didn't move his brows, just looked at her with a tenderness that Song Ci couldn't understand.

Song Ci frowned, but before he understood it, Huo Muchen secretly explained, "After all, little Cibao is always shouting in my arms that I have no strength, asking me to let you go, right?"

Song Ci: "..." Ahhh!

Good luck!

Whose family does this arrogant Huo Muchen belong to?

Huo Muchen pulled her out of his arms and rubbed the lower side of her cheek, "Tell me, how useless are you?"

Song Ci said in his heart: He felt an arrow hit his knee and was deeply humiliated!

Huo Muchen looked over again and saw that Song Ci was already furious.

Testing again and again on the verge of sultry Song Ci, Huo Muchen smiled in an inconspicuous manner, and the collar of his pajamas was also loose. His delicate white collarbone was looming, and he put a hand on his eyelids, seeming to cover up some uncontrollable joy.

mood.

Song Ci once again said in his heart: Boss, I always feel deeply confused because I can't keep up with your brain circuit, but why are you suddenly so happy?

Huo Muchen laughed so hard that his limbs were filled with joyful blood. His Adam's apple rolled back and forth, and under the first ray of sunlight, he exuded the breath of a tired bird.

When Song Ci was still wondering if this man was going crazy with laughter, Huo Muchen suddenly pulled up the quilt.

The quilt suddenly covered their heads, and their vision suddenly fell into deep darkness.

"Huo Mu...well..."

Huo Muchen turned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Just stroking the lips, not deep and not erotic.

He was really happy. He nuzzled the tip of her nose and asked her: "Would you be happier if I stayed under the quilt with you now?"

Song Ci was speechless and clicked his tongue.

Huo Sansui!

She really wanted to travel back in time to when Huo Muchen was three years old as soon as she woke up!

Then, she would knead and flatten Huo Muchen hard!

"The two of us are suffocating under the quilt, and we don't have enough oxygen!" Song Ci muttered.

"Xiao Ci has no oxygen, so let me give you some."

"That's not what I meant...well..."

Another deep kiss.

No doubt they stayed in bed and did not get up for breakfast.

Song Ci spent the morning in a state of confusion.

Huo Muchen spent his time smiling and teasing her.

If this had been done in the previous life, it would have been absolutely impossible!

They slept together every night in their last life.

But when she woke up, his iron arm almost broke her waist, but it tightly held her in his chest, so strong that he wanted to rub her into his bones.

And she always sleeps with her back to Huo Muchen.

She always wanted to stay away from Huo Muchen when she slept, but how could Huo Muchen allow it.

She thought about it——

In his previous life, Huo Muchen rarely stayed in bed, but he always stayed with her on weekends. They would eat together no matter how late they were, squeezed out toothpaste for her, and kissed her on the cheek before leaving for work, even though he never said a word.

Character.

Maybe he was afraid of making her angry.

Thinking of this, Song Ci forgave Huo Muchen for his "crazy" behavior in the morning.

The two of them lingered until noon, which made the housekeeper downstairs worried and knocked on the door to ask if something had happened.

Huo Muchen replied in a lazy tone: "Nothing's wrong, I just stayed in bed and acted like a baby in my arms and refused to get up. Let's heat up the food first, and we'll go downstairs to eat later."

then--

Song Ci was forced to act coquettishly and stayed in bed!

When Song Ci heard Huo Muchen lie without changing his face, he looked extremely shocked: "Huo Muchen, are you sorry?"

Unexpectedly——

Mr. Huo rested his arm on his pillow very calmly and played with her soft fingers with one hand: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

Song Ci took a breath and reached out to twist the flesh on his waist: "Huo Muchen, why didn't you say it was you who couldn't get up from bed, and why did you drag me under the bed to make trouble with you!

Why are you saying that I am coquettish and staying in bed? How embarrassing would that be for me!"

"Because I said, it's just me who is embarrassed, isn't it?" Huo Muchen responded confidently, "It's not me who is embarrassed by making small talk."

Song Ci secretly talks about Nima.

"Are you trying to embarrass me alone, and then you won't be embarrassed?"

"otherwise?"

"You lied!" Song Ci searched for a long time but couldn't find a piece of soft meat to pinch, and he was a little angry.

"Hahaha, yes. Could it be that Xiao Ci has forgotten, who taught you how to lie?" Huo Muchen's brows were full of wantonness and doting, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The arc drawn by the sun made Song Ci feel in a trance.

Huo Muchen seems to have returned to... high school.

He was like this in high school, high-spirited and very good at acting like a dog.

Huo Muchen pinched the distracted Song Ci and praised, "The face feels good."

Song Ci: "..."

"I raised him."

"The little hands feel good, and I raised them too."

Huo Muchen continued to touch down, and every time he touched a place he would say: "I raised him, not bad."

In the end, Song Ci couldn't bear it anymore, "You raised me all, let's go! The king of liars!"

Huo Muchen smiled lightly and held Song Ci in his arms, "Thank you, my Xiao Ci, for allowing me to return to my old self for a moment.

But I don’t regret becoming what I am now.

Although I am not as willful as I was before, I am the most suitable for you now."

He lowered his head and said something into her ear: "Let the seventeen-year-old Huo Muchen accompany the nine-year-old Xiao Ci forever.

The one who skipped class and jumped over the wall, ran and squatted on the wall of the elementary school, skipped class with his nine-year-old Xiao Ci, took his little girl to the arcade to play whack-a-mole, went to the night market to drink sparkling water, and after returning home,

High school student Huo Muchen, who was always punished by his mother-in-law, will always be with his nine-year-old Xiao Ci.

And the twenty-year-old Mrs. Huo will always be left to the twenty-eight-year-old Mr. Huo."

After listening to Song Ci, his heart felt sour.

She covered her eyes, "What are you doing! You're going to make people cry so early in the morning!"

Huo Muchen took the person into his arms and patted him gently, as if he were coaxing a baby. He returned to his usual calmness and composure, and said in a low voice: "Don't make Xiao Ci cry, be good.

I have always understood Xiao Ci's intentions.

You want me to come out of The Walking Dead.

We, Xiao Ci, know me so well. Life without you is like a zombie, but with you, my world is filled with rainbow colors.

Everyone will grow, I was who I was in the past, and I am who I am now.

We don’t have to go back to the past, and I won’t envy the seventeen-year-old Huo Muchen.”

He lowered his head, resting his chin on Song Ci's shoulder, and said rather proudly: "If you don't believe me, ask seventeen-year-old Huo Muchen, can he marry a twenty-year-old girl and live a married life?"

Song Ci: "..."

Yes, Bai was moved.

"besides……"
Chapter completed!