Song Ci had been making a fuss for a while and was already exhausted. He lay on the passenger seat and felt a little drowsy.

Huo Muchen turned sideways, adjusted her seat to a suitable height, took out the blanket in the car and gently wrapped it around Song Ci. He used his fingertips to lift up the strands of hair at her temples and said softly: "I

Love you.

I only love you."

He turned his head, looked ahead, started the engine, drove the car, and walked steadily down the mountain.

A black, low-key Maybach shuttled through the dark night.

When Huo Muchen returned to Huoyuan, at two o'clock in the night, Huoyuan fell into deathly silence.

The bright flashes that flashed back and forth in the middle of the night fell into the sight of the telescope not far away!

A crack appeared on the man's gentle face, and he asked: "Man, have you dealt with it?"

"It's taken care of."

"Publish it."

"yes."

The man tapped the lens barrel of the telescope and stroked it with his fingertips. He gradually returned to his cold voice and curved the corner of his mouth.

…

Huo Yuan.

There were servants keeping watch at night. When they saw Mr. Huo holding the sleeping Mrs. Huo, the servants consciously left, leaving space for the husband to take care of his wife.

Huo Muchen saw that the servant only turned on the gentle wall lamp, so that the warm light was not dazzling but enough for Huo Muchen to take care of his wife, so he retreated.

Huo Muchen carried Song Ci back to the master bedroom, then went downstairs to cook a bowl of ginger soup and brought it up. He pushed back the man who was rolling to the bed with a blanket, and said helplessly: "You can handle such a big bed."

If you fall, I really can’t help but hold you!"

Song Ci is actually very good when sleeping, so good that if you hold her tightly, she will lie in your arms obediently!

If she sleeps by herself, her posture will be different!

Huo Muchen put the soup bowl on the table next to him, then took her out of the blanket, kissed her earlobe, and called her tenderly over and over again: "Xiao Ci, get up and drink some ginger soup before going to bed."

Song Ci was tired all night and was exhausted from crying. When someone disturbed his sleep, he hugged Huo Muchen's neck tightly without thinking, and said coquettishly: "Don't drink!"

Instead of pushing it away, it wrapped itself around tightly!

No matter how angry Huo Muchen was, he could only hold it in and try his best to pull the clingy spirit off his neck: "Stop making trouble. After drinking the ginger soup, I will let you continue to sleep."

"Don't drink."

Song Ci toughened up.

"You must drink it. You have been out in the cold wind for too long. If you don't drink ginger soup, you will catch a cold." Huo Muchen's attitude was even tougher, making Song Ci's toughness not worth mentioning.

Song Ci pestered her even tighter: "I don't care, I just won't drink!"

"If you don't drink, I will feed you mouth to mouth!"

Huo Muchen said forcefully.

Song Ci opened his confused and sleepy eyes, and then he held back tears. He was so uncomfortable that he didn't want to move: "I don't want to drink it, the ginger soup is spicy, please give me pills!"

“Pills have side effects, so take them less!”

Huo Mu said solemnly.

Song Ci really didn't want to drink, he was almost crying: "If you don't want to drink, don't drink. Huo Muchen, you don't love me at all, so I won't drink!"

I will run away from home now!"

Song Ci has always been pampered and raised by Huo Muchen. As time goes by, his temper becomes stronger and his courage becomes fatter!

Just leave!

She didn't rely on Huo Muchen, so she climbed down from Huo Muchen and walked out the door!

"Let's go."

Huo Muchen leaned on the head of the bed, pressing the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips. His tired look was immediately apparent. He took out a cigarette from the drawer and began to put it to his lips to inhale the breath of tobacco.

"Cough cough cough..."

When Song Ci heard a cough behind him, he couldn't help but stop!

Her beautiful eyebrows twitched, but she couldn't lift her second step!

Damn, I owed Huo Muchen that in my previous life!

In this life, no matter how Huo Muchen bullies her, she will suffer!

She turned her head sharply and asked accusingly: "Huo Muchen, just smoke it! Anyway, if you die, I will remarry!"

"You won't."

Huo Muchen looked at her with a half-smile.

That's right, Mr. Huo had such confidence that he devoured Song Ci to death.

"Yes, yes, you just rely on my incompetence. I am your wife, and you keep bullying me!" Song Ci opened the glass window to let in some air and disperse the smell of smoke.

The hot sweat created by tossing was suddenly dried by the cold wind, and Song Ci shivered.

She went back, pulled the cigarette butt from Huo Muchen's mouth, and crushed it in the toilet.

"Huo Muchen, I hope you are healthy, but if you abuse your own body, what good will it do to you?"

Song Ci's voice was gentle, but he did not forget to reprimand: "If you smoke now, it will affect your children's health in the future, which is not good for everyone!"

Huo Muchen opened his eyes, swallowed back the anger in his throat, and said, "Have you said enough?"

He stayed up most of the night, watching his little wife lecturing him endlessly in front of him!

Huo Muchen didn't know when he had been so patient and had such a good temper!

All the patience he had in this life was given to Song Ci!

"...You are so disgusted with me now that you don't even want to talk to me!" Song Ci pretended to be a little daughter-in-law, with an expression of 'I feel pity for you', and then fell back to sit on the edge of the bed,

She glared at him angrily, and then looked at him: "Yes, yes, you are right! You are the boss anyway, I owe you in my previous life!"

"Yes, it's what you owed me in your previous life. Please repay me well in this life!" Huo Muchen pushed her back with his leg and she lay down on the quilt: "If you want to run away from home, just go."

Song Ci was pushed away and slid from the quilt to the bed, "Huo Muchen!

Why don't you sit down for your wife?"

He asked her to run away from home, but she refused to leave. Let’s see what he can do!

Song Ci looked at the man who didn't even take off his clothes and just wore a shirt, covered him with a quilt, closed his eyes, and was so angry that he lifted him up from the bed: "Huo Muchen, get up!

This is my bed too, why should I let you occupy it alone?

If you want to leave, it’s up to you to leave. If I don’t leave, I won’t leave!”

Song Ci took off his shoes and pushed his way towards Huo Muchen's back without hesitation. He lifted up the quilt and pushed Huo Muchen to the side: "Huo Muchen, this bed is half as big as mine. Don't squeeze me."

It’s my turn!”

Huo Muchen was so squeezed that he remained indifferent!

"You won't let me!"

Song Ci puffed up his cheeks angrily and asked.

"..."

Huo Muchen didn't respond. He raised his head and rested it on the pillow, but there was a faint arc on the side that Song Ci couldn't see.

Song Ci's face turned red with anger and he glared at Huo Muchen: "Okay, if you don't let me, I will do it myself!"

She climbed onto Huo Muchen roughly, hugged his neck with her arms, pressed herself straight onto Huo Muchen, pressed against his chest, and said, "You can't take up all the space by yourself!

Anyway, if you want to leave, it’s up to you to leave, I won’t leave!”

Huo Muchen's whole body was heated by her rubbing. He stretched out his hand and hugged her waist subconsciously, and said with a magnetic voice: "Get down!"

"No more!"
Chapter completed!