If Song Ci was still awake and heard Huo Muchen call her like that, he would definitely reply very bluntly.

"Big vinegar jar!"

Small vinegar jar vs large vinegar jar!

The small vinegar jar is also soaked in a large vinegar jar.

Huo Muchen was wearing a black silk pajama, and his eyebrows and eyes became more sexy and lazy after being satisfied.

He tried to put his movements more gently, reached out and turned on the wall light, turned it to the darkest, pinched a cigarette, and planned to smoke it on the balcony.

But I saw the woman's blushing eyebrows and eyes, and I didn't make a sound for a long time. I put down my hands holding up the cigarette and stroked them. What I touched on my fingertips was the woman's smooth skin.

Huo Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Smoking addiction is absent.

His raised Adam's apple rolled, but...

The invisible richest man in Huacheng, who was invisible and covered the sky with only one hand, struggled to quit smoking, and then smiled slowly.

It seems that the best way to quit smoking is...Song Ci!

What is even more addicted to smoking is... my addiction to Song Ci!

"Xiao Ci."

His fingertips gently rubbed the woman's crystal round earlobes.

"Your Huo Muchen always belongs to you. No one has ever taken it away. It belongs to you alone...I love you."

The last 'three words' was almost swallowed even more in the man's throat.

Although there was not much sound, it took all the strength of the man.

If Song Ci was still awake, she would have been so beautiful that her nose bubbles were sprayed out.

Unfortunately, Song Ci did not hear the great moment.

Huo Muchen's body was satisfied, so his tense nerves were relieved. The sleepiness came. Then he threw the cigarette at his hand into the trash can, lifted the quilt and lay down sideways, and his cold lips kissed Song Ci's forehead.

"Good baby, good night."

He stretched out his arms and made his waist thin so thin that it was not worth his arm. He hugged it a little tighter, put his chin on top of her head, and sighed: "It's still too weak."

For Song Ci, who is weak and easy to defeat, it is simply a fantasy to be able to persevere until Huo Mu is exhausted all his energy!

...

Song Ci slept until the sky was dark, and before she woke up, she could feel her cheeks were cold and itchy.

She muttered: "Stop making trouble."

"Xiao Ci, get up."

Huo Muchen's voice was much softer, rubbing her sleepless eyes: "Get up and go running with me."

“…”

Huo Muchen couldn't wake up at all for a person who was sleeping in a dead state.

Song Ci wrapped himself in the quilt and turned over, revealing a piece of red plum skin, and a back of his head was given to Huo Mu.

Huo Muchen was angry and laughed, and complained in his heart: "How come he didn't know that Song Ci could sleep so much?"

"Get up and go running first. You are too weak now." Huo Muchen said seriously.

Song Ci: "..."

Huo Muchen lifted the quilt, carried Song Ci's back neck, and dragged the person out, his voice colder: "Get up!"

Song Ci was so impatient that he slowly opened his heavy eyelids and saw Huo Muchen standing in front of her in a sportswear.

"get up!"

After repeated repetition, Huo Mu suppressed his anger in a deep voice.

Song Ci was woken up a little by Leng He, but she really didn't want to move, but when she saw Huo Muchen's gloomy face, she really didn't dare to offend him. She just stretched out her arms and pouted: "Husband, please hug me."

Huo Muchen was really helpless.

I have never seen others get up, but I also lose my temper.

His family is actually acting cute!

Huo Muchen did not want to let Song Ci go, but he also bent down and let Song Ci wrap his neck around.

Song Ci's soft body straightened up along him and hung it on him. She lay on his neck and asked lazily, "Husband, I exercise too much last night. Can I apply for a rest, sleep and get back to sleep?"

"cannot!"

Song Ci's temple was swelling and painful, and he felt a little difficult to hear him say in a low voice: "I was the one who worked hard yesterday. I didn't even say I was tired. You should practice."

"But……"

"No, but! Do you choose yoga or run?"

Huo Mu asked, biting her ear low.

“…select to run.”

If she chooses yoga, she probably cannot do without this bed.

"Husband, you can carry me to wash, I'm so tired." Song Ci's whole body was sore and it took a lot of effort to get up.

"Ha, like a kitten, you will act coquettishly."

Both legs were carried by Huo Muchen, and Song Ci was carried to the bathroom.

She looked at Huo Muchen squeezed toothpaste and opened her mouth obediently.

Huo Muchen gritted his teeth: "I'm used to you!"

Song Ci did not comment and allowed Huo Muchen to support her lazy body and "serve" people to wash up.

"When I run later, don't think I'll hold you and run."

Song Ci bent his eyebrows and laughed, "I'll run myself."

Anyway, her two small and thin legs are not as good as Huo Muchen's long legs. Then let him run ahead first. She walks slowly behind her for two steps and finds a big tree to enjoy the cool air.

When I went out, I was struggling for half an hour.

The weather is clear and cloudless.

Song Ci was wearing a black sportswear with the same small size as Huo Muchen, and his black hair was tied with a high ponytail. Huo Muchen held his hands near the villa.

There are other households near Huoyuan, but Huoyuan only occupies a wide area, so there is no problem in running around the entire villa.

"From today on the rise, you will run early every day to exercise your physical fitness." Huo Mu said in a deep and deep manner.

Song Ci lowered his head, looked at his toes, glanced around, muttering: "I have exercised my physical fitness, but I can't let me hold on for a long time."

"What did you say?"

A threat of gritting teeth fell from the top of his head.

Song Ci was shocked and immediately looked up: "No, no, I said my husband is in great physical condition."

“You’ve experienced it.”

Huo Muchen threw a word and took out the elastic rope from the side, making Song Ci's brow jump.

Suddenly, a strong sense of uneasiness pounded, and she swallowed: "What do you want to do!"

"come over."

Song Ci took two steps back.

She doesn't want to go there!

Huo Muchen curled the corners of his lips and quickly grabbed Song Ci's wrist, so agile that he tied the sailor knot around Song Ci's waist and tied it tightly on his body.

Song Ci went from disbelief to resisting his strength and immediately protested dissatisfiedly: "Huo Muchen! Let's run our own!"

"Xiao Ci, were you thinking just now that you can be lazy when I run away soon?" Huo Muchen curled his lips.

Song Ci's temple jumped hard again: "No, no! I think you are running too fast, husband, you are not something that I can catch up with!"

She wailed in her heart: "Big Boss, forget it if you run fast, don't take me with you."

How capable Huo Muchen is, Song Ci knew very well in his previous life and this life, otherwise he would not have taken action in time every time they encountered danger!
Chapter completed!