To My Dear Mr. Huo

Wife. Wife.

Huo Jinyao moved a cardboard box into the door, the cardboard box was a bit big. Then three and two steps up to her and put down.

what is this?

Gift. Huo Jinyao had an obvious proud expression on his face: It's a gift I gave you.

Gift? Su Qingsang looked at the box that couldn't tell what was inside: Why did you give me a gift?

It is neither a year nor a festival. It's not his or her birthday.

What kind of gift did she give.

Uh. The full moon ceremony. Huo Jinyao clapped his hands: Look, we are about to be married for a month. So this is the full moon ceremony.

Su Qingsang's mouth twitched. Any such statement?

Okay. Huo Jinyao picked up the box again: Let's try it?

Clothes? Try it at this time?

Only when Su Qingsang wanted to refuse, Sister Lu, the part-time worker in the kitchen, had already prepared the meal.

Miss Su, Mr. Huo, it's time to eat.

Only at this time did Huo Jinyao realize that there were other people in the room.

The face suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: Then eat first, eat. Try again after eating.

After speaking, he picked up the box and went to the room. Su Qingsang was left to look at his back with some surprise.

Mysterious, what the hell is this guy doing?

After eating, Su Qingsang's doubts were answered.

She watched Huo Jinyao come out as if offering a treasure, holding the baby he bought online.

Come on, wife, try this.

Huo Jinyao took out one of them, and it was also the one that he thought was the most suitable for Su Qingsang.

Su Qingsang looked at the lightness that could not be more light, wearing the same pajamas.

you--

Don't worry, I bought it according to your size. Guaranteed to wear.

I don't wear it. Su Qingsang refused, ignoring the nervous Huo Jinyao: I'm going to take a bath.

Wife. Huo Jinyao reached out and took her hand. She was unprepared, and as soon as her body softened, she sat back on the bed.

Huo Jinyao turned his face sideways, smiled and handed the pajamas to her: Just try it. I really think it suits you very well.

Don't make trouble.

I didn't make trouble. Huo Jinyao's voice was a little aggrieved after listening carefully: Wife. Don't you like the gift I bought?

I don't like it. Who would like this kind of rags that are almost like nothing?

But I like it. Huo Jinyao fixed her body in his arms: Look, I like this, you promise me to wear it for me to see.

you--

If you don't agree, I'll change it for you now.

When Huo Jinyao spoke, he was going to take off her clothes. How could Su Qingsang let him succeed?

Pushing his hands away with both hands and feet, he got up quickly. Seeing that Huo Jinyao was about to pester her again, she was very annoyed.

When his brain became hot, he grabbed the thin black fabric and rushed into the bathroom: Don't follow.

Huo Jinyao achieved his goal, so he would not go in and call again. Put away the rest, and have already started thinking about letting her take one piece a day these few days?

A certain thought flashed in his mind, Huo Jinyao's eyes lit up, he quickly got up and went to take a bath in Kewei.

Su Qingsang struggled in the bathroom for a long time, and didn't have the courage to put on the pajamas.

Huo Jinyao felt very resentful in his heart, thinking that guy was going too far. But he knew that if she didn't wear it, he might really help her wear it.

When Su Qingsang came out of the bathroom, Huo Jinyao had already taken a shower and had been waiting for her in bed for a long time.

Wife—

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