Song Ci had been secretly waiting until tomorrow. Before Huo Muchen's biological clock could hit him, he suddenly woke up. He quietly prepared a suit and tie clip for Huo Muchen, and secretly took away Huo Muchen's cell phone.

, secretly set the alarm one hour later.

She rolled her eyes, smiled slyly, and then went downstairs to have breakfast leisurely. She kept holding on until she went upstairs, and gently lay in the ear of Huo Muchen, who rarely slept late: "Mr. Huo, you seem to be late.

!”

She pinched the tip of his nose and blew hot air into his ear: "Mr. Huo, President Huo, you overslept!"

Huo Muchen lazily opened his eyelids and saw Song Ci's cute little face at a glance. He responded to her lazily: "What's the matter, Xiao Ci?"

"Mr. Huo, you are late for work today, do you know?" Song Ci pointed to the clock: "It's almost eight o'clock now!"

"Well?" Huo Muchen stretched out his long arm from the quilt, wrapped it around her slim waist, hugged her directly and pressed her down, burying his handsome face in the crook of her neck: "What about Xiao Ci? Why do you get up like that?

morning!"

"Mr. Huo's alarm clock was so loud that it woke me up, but Mr. Huo hasn't woken up yet!" Song Ci glanced at him angrily: "Do you want to get up and have breakfast before going to work?"

Huo Muchen dragged Song Ci, opened the quilt and wrapped Song Ci in his arms, bit the tip of her ear, and said in a low voice: "I'm not going, I don't want to get up, stay at home with Xiao Ci."

Song Ci raised her eyebrows and felt a little entangled in her heart: "She asked the wedding planner to prepare a proposal for Huo Muchen that night and then took wedding photos. How could Huo Muchen not wear it?"

"How can you not go to work! Our family is too poor. Husband, you have to work hard and make money." Song Ci's limp body slid off the quilt and got directly into Huo Muchen's pajamas, pressing against his hot body.

Chest: "Husband~"

"Xiao Ci." Huo Muchen stretched out his hand and dragged Song Ci's little butt into his arms. He kissed Song Ci's neck thinly and densely. His voice was extremely hoarse: "I'm afraid I won't be able to support you.

you?"

"It's just that I thought, if you can't support me, it doesn't matter. But in the future, I have to go out to make money, have a baby, and support you and the baby." Song Ci deliberately sobbed twice, pretending to be aggrieved: "I'm afraid

Mr. Huo will be embarrassed, so I urge Mr. Huo to make money, make big money!"

"It's not bad to eat Xiao Ci's soft rice, huh?" Huo Muchen put his long legs on Song Ci's calf and said teasingly.

Song Ci wiped the corners of his eyes: "Mr. Huo, are you willing to let me work from seven in the morning to ten in the morning, and work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays? Do you still have to tutor your baby when I go home in the future?"

"so?"

"So, get up and go to work!" Song Ci was about to welcome him.

"I've done everything, what are you doing?" Huo Muchen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I will be your wife." Song Ci smiled.

"Little one, you are getting more and more courageous, and you dare to tease me, aren't you?" Huo Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly and patted her butt, but his heart softened.

He just likes to see Xiao Ci acting like a fool, even if he goes to heaven!

He and Song Ci have been separated for seven years, and Song Ci has become more mature and sensible than before, but his wife, Huo Muchen, never needs to be mature and sensible, but instead is arrogant and troublesome, and is very good-tempered and willful!

"I used to get into your arms like this when I was a child. You still held me to sleep at that time. Why don't you refuse now?" Song Ci fluttered her eyelashes, moved to his Adam's apple, and bit lightly: "Mr. Huo

"Everyone has the seven-year itch. We have been separated for seven years, but our relationship has become even better~"

"Yes, happy twenty-first anniversary!"

Huo Muchen lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.

The two of them lay on the bed for a while, and then Huo Muchen picked up Song Ci and said, "Xiao Ci, you hide in my pajamas, don't make any noise, you might fall off."

"Mr. Huo, please hold me tighter."

"Hold tight."

Huo Muchen looked at the time and saw that he was indeed late.

He reluctantly put on the suit that Song Ci had brought over, and hurriedly followed Chu Huaibei back to the company to handle the cross-border meeting. No matter what, he had to take care of the AK Group first, even if he was cooperating with Qin Yan.

Song Ci saw Huo Muchen put on his pajamas, his eyes widened with laughter, and he immediately went back to ask someone to secretly transport the wedding dress to the wedding planning room.

When the staff saw Song Ci approaching, they all went up to greet her: "Mrs. Huo, you prepare your wedding dress and shoes yourself. Do you need us to do your makeup for you?"

Mrs. Huo is definitely the most beautiful bride they have ever seen!

Song Ci sat in the dressing room: "Just light makeup, no need to make it too formal. My husband and I are not people who care too much."

She changed into her wedding dress in the dressing room, put on high heels, sat in a soft chair, swayed her legs, ate limes, and chatted with the staff.

"Mrs. Huo, are you and Mr. Huo really childhood sweethearts?"

"Yes, Huo Muchen and I are really childhood sweethearts."

"Then last time, Mr. Huo slapped you in front of the national audience, was it intentional, or..." After someone got along with Song Ci, they found that Song Ci was very easy-going and couldn't help but gossip.

Song Ci laughed awkwardly and said, "I don't know why Huo Muchen suddenly slapped me!"

"Ah? Mrs. Huo, you are so cute, Mr. Huo is really willing to beat you!" a staff member said angrily.

"But my husband doesn't have the strength to do it. He doesn't dare to really hit me. He just pretends to scare me every time, and he only gets angry a few times." Song Ci recalled the scene when Huo Muchen was really angry: "She was hit by the car door.

I clamped my arms and didn’t feel sorry for myself, so I beat Ye Mei, and she made a will behind Huo Muchen’s back... After all, it was because of myself that Huo Muchen got really angry every time!"

"Mrs. Huo is so happy!"

"Thank you for your blessings!" Song Ci looked down at the time and called Huo Muchen: "Hello."

"Xiao Ci, what's going on?" Huo Muchen was still working overtime in a meeting.

"Why haven't you gotten off work yet?" Song Ci's voice was soft and soft, making people's hearts soften when they heard it.

Huo Muchen opened his mobile phone and put it aside casually. He picked up the pen and approved the plan, and at the same time, he pampered his wife in front of the senior management of M&R: "I'm still working overtime to process the acquisition plan. Please be good and wait for me at home."

m&r senior management: "..."

They have toothache!

In the past, Mr. Huo would go out and make phone calls, and then he would openly review plans while making phone calls. Now he just goes out and tortures dogs?

"No, no, no! You get off work now, I miss you!" Song Ci didn't want his carefully prepared proposal to be missed, so he acted coquettishly.

m&r senior management: "..."

They...have no teeth!

"Honey, be good, I can get off work in one hour." Huo Muchen glanced over the documents with a good look, not forgetting to coax Song Ci.

"Brother Shen, if you don't go home, your little sweetheart will fall in love and elope!"
Chapter completed!