The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

Huo Junyao——

In the intoxicating singing, the girl's crying voice was immediately heard. Huo Junyao's hand on the strings paused slightly, and he raised his eyes, just in time to see her tear-filled eyes.

His heart tightened slightly in an instant. He lifted his thin lips and was about to speak, but at this moment Song Qianying walked up quickly and put her hand around his neck, Huo Junyao, you are so great!

You are so awesome!

The sweet scent of the girl's body hit his nostrils instantly, and the man's mind was slightly fluttered. He quickly reacted and put the guitar aside.

His big hands clasped her waist and asked her to sit on his lap. The man lowered his head and met her eyes. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, with a glint of light that was irresistible: What's great, huh?

His scorching gaze made her face heat up. Only then did Song Qianying realize that her actions just now seemed a bit too unrestrained, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with a hint of shyness.

She struggled to get up, but Huo Junyao's big hand trapped her domineeringly, You haven't said yet, isn't it great there?

How could he be willing to let go of the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms? Moreover, seeing her taking such initiative, the man's heart had long been fascinated by him. He wished he could prove what she said right now, you are so great. !

boom--

This damn gangster is teasing her again? Can't you just calm down a little?

Song Qianying's pretty face turned red, she stretched out her hand to push him, and hurriedly denied: Why are your thoughts so impure? I just praised you for playing the guitar so well, don't think too much.

Oh, that's it!

The man nodded understandingly and said with a half-smile, You are not impure and you are not thinking wrongly, how do you know that I am impure, huh?

you……

Song Qianying was choked by him and couldn't speak. The swollen little face reflected in his eyes was so vivid and cute that he wished he could just crush her and rub her to her bones.

Although he wanted to do this in his heart, it was a pity that there were waiters guarding the restaurant in the dark. He didn't want to satisfy others' desire to watch the show for free, so Huo Junyao could only suppress this desire.

He stretched out his hand to rub her long black and moist hair, enjoying the silky soft feeling with his big hands. He looked at her with burning eyes and asked in a deep voice: Then do you think I sing better, or Jiang Muhan, eh?

He has not forgotten how confidently this woman had said in front of him earlier that she only listened to Jiang Muhan singing. Huh, if you don’t hear this, you’d be surprised if you don’t get angry!

Forehead……

Song Qianying didn't expect that he would ask such a question, and she suddenly choked.

Miss Song, please answer!

Seeing that she hesitated for so long to ask this question, a certain man's face instantly darkened, and his tone became a bit grittier.

Seeing this, Song Qianying screamed in her heart, her eyes rolled around, and finally she had to grit her teeth and said very against her will: You... you can sing better than him! Haha, you are better than him!

White lies are beautiful, she can only say this. Although his performance is indeed superb, Jiang Muhan has received professional training and specializes in this industry. Can he compare? But, she really loves Huo Junyao more, and that's right.

I thought the man would stop after hearing the answer, but unexpectedly, he quickly said: In this case, you are not allowed to listen to him singing in the future!

Hey, you... are a bit too domineering!

Even if she knew that she would have to leave him in two days, and he would not know whose songs she would listen to in the future, at this moment, Song Qianying could not help but refute.

Whatever you say, it's best to forget about him!

boom--

Is this a prelude to listing Jiang Nan as his love rival?

Song Qianying's heart was beating wildly when she saw him suddenly jumped up and stood up with her in his arms, Go home and let you see how great I am!

...

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I originally planned to take her to the riverside for a river cruise after dinner, but in the end, her whole plan was disrupted by her saying, You are so great.

After returning to the apartment, Huo Junyao locked the door and carried her directly to the bathroom.

Song Qianying blushed and wanted to run away, but his petite body was pressed against the smooth marble wall. His overbearing kiss attacked her like a storm.

After a long time, when she felt like she was about to die from lack of oxygen, the man let go of her lips, reached out and turned on the shower head.

The slightly hot water fell on the two of them, quickly soaking their clothes. The wet feeling was very uncomfortable, and Song Qianying subconsciously frowned.

Don't worry, I'll help you take it off.

A sexy and charming voice, mixed with a hint of teasing, sounded in her ears. When she reacted, he had already taken off her clothes, even with his...

Even after meeting him honestly so many times, Song Qianying was still very shy, her eyes were blurred, and she didn't dare to open her eyes to look at him, especially there...

The man saw her embarrassment in his eyes, and there was an evil smile in the corner of his eyes and between his eyebrows. He lowered his head and deliberately leaned into her ear and said: Baby, don't you want to see how great I am? Hmm. ?”

When the love is intense, the words baby are blurted out inadvertently. The careless man does not realize the specialness of these three words, but the woman's heart is tightly grasped by them at this moment...

Song Qianying almost couldn't help but opened her eyes, and what she met was his pair of deep, ink-like eyes. There seemed to be broken stars jumping across his eyes, twinkling and shining brightly.

Seeing her staring into his eyes for a moment, with her cute little appearance really stimulating a man's potential desire to conquer, Huo Junyao cursed lowly, wondering if there was any leisure time to tease her, he would eat her first.

So, the poor little white rabbit was swallowed up by the big bad wolf, and not even the dregs were left...

The next day, Song Qianying woke up with pain all over her body.

She opened her confused eyes and subconsciously wanted to get up, but found that her whole body seemed to be falling apart and she couldn't even move.

Huo Junyao, you piece of shit!

Cursing the culprit secretly in her heart, Song Qianying noticed that her heart was pressed heavily by something. When she glanced down, it turned out to be a man's arm, and his thick palm was covering it. The place happens to be hers...

boom--

Another blush and heartbeat.

In fact, before last night, she had never imagined that there was so much knowledge in matters between men and women.

For almost the whole night, he was like a teacher who was very good at teaching, teaching her very patiently, while she seemed to be a clumsy student, unable to learn no matter how hard she tried...

At the very end, the man even bit her ear hard, complaining about her so annoying talent.

Thinking of this, Song Qianying couldn't help but glared angrily at someone sleeping next to her, Humph, if you don't like her, just don't touch her. You must treat her to death as if you haven't eaten meat for hundreds of years.

Pushing his big hand away with force, she turned over and was about to get up when a pair of big hands hugged her slender waist. Song Qianying let out an oops and was pulled into his arms again.

Why don't you get some more sleep, huh?

The man's delicate chin rested on her smooth shoulder, and his hot breath sprayed in her ears, making her small, white earlobes turn red in a flash.

It's getting late, I'll get up and make breakfast.

The sunlight outside was already refracted through the curtains. Even without looking at the time, she knew that it was at least eight o'clock in the morning.

Hug me a little longer!

Huo Junyao didn't want to let her go and held her tighter. The big hand that was originally around her waist couldn't help but move up...

Well... don't be like this, I'm hungry.

Song Qianying groaned subconsciously, and stretched out her small hand to pry his hand away, but his big hand was held in the palm of his hand and wrapped tightly.

The man's hand was thick and warm, and could completely accommodate her little hand. The faint heat coming from the palm of his hand was like the not particularly hot sunshine in the summer morning, which inexplicably warmed her heart.

hungry?

The man repeated it slowly, his voice as elegant and deep as a cello, making her lose her mind instantly. Almost without thinking, Song Qianying nodded, Yeah!

After such a large amount of exercise last night, my energy was exhausted. It would be strange not to be hungry.

She was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice the man's falcon-like eyes, which flashed a faint gleam of charm without any trace. When she reacted, the man's tall body had already pressed her down...

Don't...I'm so tired!

Song Qianying pursed her lips in grievance. She was really exhausted at this moment. If she continued like this, something would happen sooner or later.

Huo Junyao didn't really want to do anything to her. After all, he did it at least seven times last night, and he wasn't such a man who didn't know how to control himself. The last time she was hospitalized, the doctor's warnings were still fresh in his ears, which made him not dare to be too presumptuous, but...

Hey, if you want to blame her, it's because she's too sweet and beautiful. Every time he touches her, he can't pull away. Fortunately, this woman didn't understand any emotions, and she was still so stupid no matter how hard she taught her. Otherwise, he was convinced that he would die in her hands sooner or later.

After rubbing against her for a few times, Huo Junyao finally let go of her and said in a hoarse voice: I'll let you go today. You can sleep for a while, and I'll make breakfast!

How could he still let her do rough work when he knew her body was at its limit? As for breakfast, he believed he could still make it.

Are you okay?

When Song Qianying heard that he wanted to make breakfast, her bright eyes suddenly widened, full of disbelief.

I believe that when every man hears his woman ask him if he can do it, he will have the urge to push her down and tell her the answer in person, and Huo Junyao is certainly no exception.

So without thinking, he bit her delicate jaw hard and warned in a subtle way: Woman, if you question me, you are seeking death, huh?

Song Qianying groaned in pain and secretly cursed him for being a dog.

I wonder if biting is hereditary. Nini also likes to bite her at every turn. Alas, thinking of her little baby Nini, Song Qianying felt depressed again.

There has been no news from Lu Xingyu yet. It seems that he will have to go to the hospital to find him today.

Thinking of this, she knew that she could not continue to hang out with him on the bed, so she reached out and patted his handsome face, and said softly: Then Mr. Lao Huo will make breakfast. I will definitely eat it all. !”

real?

The man raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

Yeah!

A certain woman nodded like she was pounding garlic.

Okay, I'll deal with you if I can't finish eating.

The man's eyes were half-squinted, and after his big hands lingered on her body, he reluctantly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and slowly put on his clothes.

Song Qianying didn't dare to look at his position under the fishnet, but this man, even wearing clothes, had to face her, which made her shyly cover her eyes with the quilt, but in her heart... Emma , why are you so curious?

Yes, she still can't see clearly...

How many times have you been so shy? I'm dressed.

The man's deep voice mixed with a hint of smile sounded above his head. Only then did Song Qianying carefully reveal her eyes. What she faced was his noble face like a god.

Some people are like this. They are born with clothes. Even simple clothes can show their innate unique charm. Just like at this moment, he is just wearing casual home clothes, with that natural temperament. , but it was so dazzling that it even eclipsed the bright sunshine outside.

Perhaps, she is also a person who cares about appearance. Otherwise, with such a domineering temperament of this man, why would she like him so much?

After the man finished dressing and went out, Song Qianying also dragged her sore body out of bed.

She walked into the bathroom and took a comfortable hot bath. After brushing her teeth and combing her hair, she took out a set of simple shirts and skirts from the closet and put them on before leaving the bedroom.

There was an unpleasant burnt smell in the kitchen. Song Qianying subconsciously frowned and walked over quickly.

Let's just say, how could the pampered young man of the Huo family, who had never cooked before, cook breakfast? It was already very good without burning down the kitchen.

Seeing that he seemed to be frowning at the uncooperative kitchen in front of him, Song Qianying couldn't help but curl her lips, walked over and pulled his sleeves, and smiled: I'll do it, let you cook. The rice is really too big and overused.”

President Huo Da's income is measured in seconds. For him to waste his time on such trivial matters is indeed a loss for the Huo Group.

If those executives saw him contending with a small kitchen with a cold face, their eyes would probably fall out of shock.

How could a man who had always been proud of himself allow himself to be looked down upon by Song Qianying, so without saying a word, he picked up a certain little woman, carried her to the dining table, and said in a cold voice: Sit down and wait!

After saying this, he turned around and walked back to the kitchen to continue his struggle.

Song Qianying couldn't help laughing at his almost childish behavior. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare, for fear of annoying him later and walking around without food, so she had no choice but to hold her cheeks and focus on him in boredom.

What men want to do for breakfast is actually very simple, which is to fry poached eggs and then make sandwiches. However, his skill in frying eggs was really not up to par, which resulted in them being burnt and wasted again and again.

After about ten minutes, he reluctantly wrapped the sandwich, put it on a plate, and took it out.

Song Qianying took a curious look and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, she could still eat it.

However, when the man brought out another glass of fresh milk, she couldn't stop laughing, Huo Junyao, why are you always so domineering? I just don't want to drink milk.

Mamma Mia, letting her drink milk is more painful than taking traditional Chinese medicine. I don’t know why this man is so persistent. Even if, as he said, he wants to make it bigger, the only way to make it bigger is to eat papaya, isn’t it? Not to mention that she is close to an E cup, so she doesn’t need it no matter what!

Who said I would finish all the breakfast I cooked?

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at her seriously.

I'll finish the sandwich, but you didn't cook the milk.

Song Qianying couldn't help but talk back.

I poured that!

A certain man replied shamelessly. Since he opened the bottle and poured the milk into the cup, doesn't it count as cooking it? Hum!

Is this okay?

Song Qianying was speechless for a moment.

The man glanced at her lightly, then directly placed the milk and sandwich in front of her, raised his lips and threatened: Eat them all, or I'll beat you up.

You...I'm not a child!

She stamped her feet, but her pretty face was filled with shyness unconsciously.

Ah--

The man chuckled, admiring her beautiful face, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his deep eyes, You are more difficult to control than a child!

At least the children wouldn't be like her, always going against him and always making him angry!

If he has a daughter in the future, he will definitely train her to be a real lady, a real princess, and give her the most beautiful things in the world...

Tch, that's because you don't know how troublesome children are nowadays!

Song Qianying thought to herself that if he knew how much Nini was like a little witch, he would definitely take back these words.

Other people's children have nothing to do with me! Drink quickly, I have a meeting at ten o'clock, do you want me to be late?

Look, this tone is simply that of a tyrant, right?

Song Qianying gritted her teeth, but in the end she was unwilling to do so and drank the milk angrily.

After breakfast, under Huo Junyao's overbearing request, Song Qianying finally went to the company with him.

When the two arrived at the top floor, they saw a man in his fifties standing at the door of the president's office. He looked like he had encountered something very important and was pacing back and forth uneasily.

Mr. Huo, you are finally here -

This person is Director Liang, who has encountered a big problem recently.

As soon as he saw Huo Junyao, his sharp eyes lit up instantly, and he walked over, nodding and bowing, Please, please come forward to solve this matter, okay? I would rather deduct two months' salary, Huo Junyao total.

Alas, he was really at his wits end. As the saying goes, when a scholar encounters a soldier, the reason cannot be explained clearly. Facing that group of people who only used brute force and feared nothing, Director Liang really decided to surrender. However, he always believed that their wise and powerful boss would definitely find a way...

Huo Junyao stood still, looked at him seriously, and said after a moment: If your public relations department can't solve this matter, what else do I need you to do?

But……

Director Liang was suddenly speechless.

If those two public relations managers can't come out within today, don't do it.

Huo Junyao's voice was filled with undeniable indifference.

Director Liang was about to cry, but his face turned pale instantly.

Song Qianying looked unbearable and didn't know what was going on, so she interrupted and asked, Is there anything difficult?

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that she shouldn't have spoken, but unfortunately, it was too late.

In fact, you can't blame her for being curious. Judging from the man who looks like this executive, he must be so anxious when he encounters very difficult things. As a person who studied crisis public relations, she is very interested in these things and also Eager to try.

When she graduated, in order to earn more money for Nini's milk powder, she gave up her major in public relations and went into sales. Otherwise, with her school's reputation and her excellent grades, it would actually be very promising to work in a consulting company.

Only then did Director Liang notice that there was a beautiful woman accompanying his president. Moreover, at this time, the president's hand was still tyrannically clasped around her waist. It seemed that she had a lot of connections, but this did not frighten him beyond belief.

His intuition told him that this beauty must have some weight in the boss's heart, so he quickly said to Song Qianying very flatteringly: It's like this, a few days ago...

Huo Junyao originally wanted to stop him from talking, but when he saw a certain woman's excited look, he suddenly couldn't bear to interrupt, so he had to be patient and stand with her at the door, listening to Director Liang explain everything. Finished the report.

After Song Qianying listened, her eyes slipped, and she suddenly took Huo Junyao's arm and said, Huo Junyao, let's go take a look, okay?

you want to go?

Huo Junyao didn't expect that she would make such an astonishing proposal, and he couldn't help but frown.

The company belongs to you. If you don't solve it in the end, won't Huo's reputation be the loss?

Song Qianying couldn't understand. How long had it been? Why was he competing with the public relations department?

In fact, Huo Junyao had his own plans.

Director Liang was the person arranged by his grandma to be by his side. He was usually annoying just looking at him, so of course he could do it even if he refused to save him.

Doesn't he believe that this little thing can affect the entire Huo Group? If this matter continues to drag on for another two days, maybe Director Liang can be used to resign, and grandma will have nothing to say.

The wishful thinking was crackling, but who knew, this woman...

Hey, why are you so nosy?

But what he looked down on even more was himself. Seeing her eagerness to give it a try, he finally relented and actually agreed to take her with him.

…

Two hours later, he drove her to a small village on the outskirts of H city.

From the old-fashioned building, a mournful wail could be heard.

Song Qianying stood outside the door with a heavy expression, subconsciously glanced at the man, and happened to receive the gaze he projected.

At this moment, Huo Junyao inexplicably regretted asking her to follow him. After all, he had learned from the past. If something uncontrollable happens later, if she makes any mistakes, then...

So, he stretched out his hand to touch her head and advised her in a deep voice: It's not too late to go back now!

Everyone is here, let's go in and take a look.

Song Qianying didn't want to back down.

Seeing this, Huo Junyao could only purse his lips and nodded slightly, acquiescing to her request.

He pushed open the door and walked in holding her hand.

The huge courtyard was filled with people kneeling and crying, it was dark and the atmosphere was extremely depressing. In the black and white photo frame placed in the middle, two dignified-looking photos of men stood there.

The burning candle was so bright that it blinded her eyes. Song Qianying's eyes suddenly became wet, and her heart became uncomfortable. The deceased were two young workers, and they were two brothers. As the parents of a white-haired person giving birth to a black-haired person, it was a good time. How sad...

you--

Someone with sharp eyes noticed them and stood up with a look of indifference.

After hearing this, everyone raised their heads and stared at the man and woman outside.

The man wears black clothes and black trousers, which perfectly interprets his coldness and handsomeness; the woman wears a black skirt and white clothes, and her hair is pulled up high, revealing her generosity and elegance.

The two people with such refined appearances looked like they were not from the village. For a moment, everyone looked at them with wariness in their eyes.

Uh, sorry, we're here for a funeral.

Song Qianying hurriedly wiped the wet corners of her eyes and said sincerely.

You are--

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over and looked at them suspiciously. She did not remember that anyone in her family knew such a rich or noble person.

Especially the man dressed in black, his aura was so powerful that it seemed as if his presence would make the surrounding air even colder.

Hello, Mrs. Yang! My surname is Song. Your eldest son Yang Le once helped me and my husband before his death. I always remember that kindness and wanted to find a chance to repay it. Who knew that it would turn out to be like this... …”

Speaking of this, Song Qianying grabbed Huo Junyao's hand tightly, and two lines of pure tears flowed down.

The beauty cried, and the scene was silent. Everyone was stunned and didn't know how to comfort her.

Huo Junyao's eyes twitched slightly, this woman would be wasting her life if she didn't act. However, her words about my husband made his heart soften inexplicably.

Now, I can only express my gratitude to Mr. Yang with three pillars of fragrance. I hope you can allow it.

Song Qianying looked at Mrs. Yang with a sincere face. She nodded emotionally and gave them three pillars of fragrance respectively.

After the ceremony, Song Qianying took Mrs. Yang's hand affectionately, took out a bank card from her bag, and handed it to her, This is what we as a couple want, please accept it.

Miss, absolutely no, I can't accept it.

Mrs. Yang didn't expect that the beautiful woman in front of her would be so generous. She felt a little grateful in her heart, but she still refused to accept it.

That……

Seeing that she refused to accept it, Song Qianying had to take back the bank card and asked with concern: What are you going to do? Compensate with the Huo Group?

Someone told me that we must go to court, go to the media, and make it known to everyone, so that black-hearted companies like Huo's will not continue to harm people.

After all, she was a village woman, and Mrs. Yang didn't have much knowledge. She just simply listened to what some people said.

...

Song Qianying subconsciously glanced at Huo Junyao, who was expressionless at the side, and found that his deep gaze was looking towards her. Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly turned her head to look at Mrs. Yang who looked sad.

Can you listen to my advice? If Mr. Huo wants to go private, and the compensation amount is large enough, for the sake of your future life, it is better to go private. The laws in this world are just weapons for powerful people. This lawsuit is not We will definitely win, even if we make the Huo family look bad, it will be of no benefit to everyone.

Song Qianying's words were very sincere and reasonable, which made Mrs. Yang feel uncertain for a moment.

But, the man said we can definitely win.

Although Song Qianying in front of her gave her a strong sense of trust, but——

Who is that person?

Song Qianying frowned. It seemed that this matter was not simple. She was about to look up at Huo Junyao, but his big hand reached over and put it on her shoulder.

he is--

Mrs. Yang was about to answer, but unexpectedly, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: Ah, I remembered it. No wonder you look familiar. It turns out that you are Huo Junyao, the president of Huo Group.

-End of this chapter-