Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Huo Zhendong was very upset: "This is not your home? Why are you running around at night?"

Huo Zhendong has a bad temper and is arbitrary towards everyone.

Others are afraid of him, but Huo Shaoting is not.

Instead, his tone became lighter: "Go back and read some information."

Huo Zhendong had nothing to do with him, he waved his hand: "Hurry up and get out! Being a lousy lawyer, wiping people's butts every day, and being very busy!"

Huo Shaoting's tone was mocking: "The Huo Group spends 8000 million a year to hire me as a legal consultant, I thought Dad knew that!"

Huo Zhendong took a paperweight and threw it over.

"roll!"

Huo Shaoting quickly rolled away.

After sitting in the car, his father followed him down, opened the car door and cursed: "You're good, why don't you drive back by yourself after drinking half a catty of liquor? How can you go to the sky without firing a rocket cannon?"

Huo Shaoting got out of the car and handed over the car keys to the driver.

The driver was an old man in the family, and seeing that the young master was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to talk too much while driving and only sent him to the apartment.

The car stopped.

Huo Shaoting leaned on the back of the chair and exhaled lightly: "Uncle Li, you go back first!"

Uncle Li had no choice but to leave.

With this posture, Huo Shaoting took out a cigarette and put it on his lips.

The lighter lights up.

Holding the snow-white cigarette between his elegant fingers, he swallowed | slowly.The smoke entered the lung cavity, and the pain hit him.

He felt better instead!

After smoking four or five cigarettes in a row, he got out of the car and entered the apartment.

Open the door, the hall is dark.

But it wasn't completely without light. The curtains in the living room were drawn, and the faint moonlight poured over the room, which looked a bit romantic.

Huo Shaoting threw his coat on the sofa, entered the master bedroom lightly, and turned on a bedside lamp.

Wen Man fell asleep.

A small face as clean as a white plum was pressed against the pillow, and a head of long brown hair covered the pillow, which was indescribably beautiful.

Huo Shaoting reached into the quilt and teased it lightly and gently!

Wen Man woke him up.

Her eyes were moist, she bit her lip and looked at him.

She didn't dare to stop her, and she didn't dare to move her body away, so she let him do whatever he wanted.

Huo Shaoting lifted her head and kissed her.

The more entangled, the deeper...

After a long time, Wen Man couldn't bear to put her face on his shoulder, and refused to kiss him.

She was out of breath: "Why are you back? The smell of wine is so strong."

Huo Shaoting breathed out a few words: "Well, the white wine for the family banquet."

He hugged her and sat on the bed, but he didn't seem to have any intention of doing it. Wen Man said softly: "You go to take a bath, and I'll give you a shave, okay?"

Her voice was so soft that Huo Shaoting couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her again.

lingering kisses...

It's like wanting to kiss forever!

Wen Man couldn't help hugging him, and her slender fingers drew fine marks on the shirt material on his back. In fact, both of them were very emotional at this time, and Huo Shaoting wanted to do it.

But he also felt that it was a bit rash for Wen Man to do it tonight.

Finally, he ended the kiss.

"I'm going to take a shower! Make shredded chicken noodles with shiitake mushrooms."

While talking, he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. A rigorous person like him actually threw his clothes all over the floor... Wen Man knew that he did it on purpose.

She blushed and her heart beat, she didn't dare to look at his body at all.

Wen Man picked up the clothes and put them in the laundry basket, and then went to the kitchen, where she finished it in less than 10 minutes.

Green is green, white is white.

Drizzle with a few drops of sesame oil.

It looks good and smells good.

Huo Shaoting took a bath and came out, sat down at the dining table and started eating noodles.

Having socialized a lot outside, I can't help but prefer home-cooked dishes. Wen Man's cooking skills are not very exquisite, but it suits his appetite.

While eating, he handled a few business matters with his mobile phone, and then looked at Wen Man.

"Do you have your hair done?"