The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

As soon as the off-duty time arrived, Song Qianying received a call from Huo Junyao on time.

Seeing that she was full of joy and ready to answer the phone, Lu Xingyu, who was beside him, crossed his legs in a depressed voice and shouted in a strange voice: "Brother Huo is more dedicated than the alarm clock. Hey, I feel inferior to you!"

"Hehe, you can also learn it!"

Song Qianying rolled her eyes at him rudely.

"Oh, Brother Huo is a lover, I can't learn it!"

Lu Xingyu sighed sincerely. After all, in the past few days of working with Xiaoying, he had witnessed with his own eyes that the relationship between the two was as good as that of conjoined twins, which made him want to fall in love.

But when he thought about the series of troubles that might result from falling in love, he got goosebumps all over.

How free and unrestrained a person is, and he can flirt with girls everywhere. If he has a girlfriend to take care of him, it is no different from going to jail...

So, forget it!

"Oh, how can he be considered a love saint?"

Song Qianying denied it with a smile. Seeing that the phone kept ringing, she quickly pressed the answer button.

Where is Lu Xingyu?

He didn't want to continue to be a light bulb here, so he quickly got up and left Song Qianying's office.

"Are you off work? Chengxiu will pick you up today. Be careful when you come back."

In the radio waves, the man's magnetic voice was extremely pleasant.

"What about you? Are you still working overtime?"

Song Qianying was a little curious.

"No, I'm at home. I'm busy!"

The man explained quietly.

"What are you busy with?"

For some reason, her sixth sense told her that this man was a bit mysterious.

So she asked with a smile.

Huo Junyao did not answer her, but told her not to pack takeout and quickly hung up the phone.

Before Song Qianying had time to wonder, Cheng Xiu's call came in.

"Madam, I'll wait for you at the gate."

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

Not daring to neglect, Song Qianying immediately picked up her bag and left in a hurry.

When she saw Cheng Xiu, she still couldn't restrain her curiosity and asked him: "Do you, Mr. Huo, have anything to do when you go home?"

"Forehead--"

Cheng Xiu paused, and then replied with some embarrassment, "Maybe you can find out when you get home, madam."

"Oh, okay then."

Seeing that he couldn't figure out the reason, Song Qianying had no choice but to give up.

Anyway, as long as you don’t do bad things!

After half an hour's drive back to the Beiting Apartment, she said "thank you" to Cheng Xiu and walked into the elevator humming a pleasant song.

A few minutes later, she opened the door to her home.

As soon as you enter the entrance, you can smell the aroma of food.

strangeness!

Who will cook at home?

Could it be that Huo Junyao called Uncle Chen here?

Song Qianying's butterfly-wing-like eyelashes blinked lightly. After putting down her bag, she changed into her slippers and walked all the way to the kitchen.

When I arrived at the door of the kitchen, I happened to see a man wearing an apron, standing in front of the gas stove, uh, cooking?

Oh my god, Huo Junyao is actually cooking?

Could it be that when he said he was busy, he just went home to cook?

OH——

Although he usually squeezes papaya juice for her and occasionally makes sandwiches, cooking is such a difficult task that he, a kitchen killer, can actually do it, and his movements seem to be quite impressive, which really makes Song Qianying Shocking.

What a surprise!

Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly stunned, and she stayed there for several seconds before she recovered.

Just as he was about to speak, the man had turned off the gas and filled the plate with fragrant delicacies.

Hungry……

Song Qianying swallowed subconsciously.

Huo Junyao turned around and saw her greedy eyes, staring closely at the stir-fried pork with king oyster mushrooms on the plate in his hand. He couldn't help but smile: "Little guy, are you hungry?"

"Um!"

Song Qianying nodded unabashedly, then smiled and said, "I'll help you bring it to the dinner table."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out to take his plate, but unexpectedly, he slapped it away, "Your hands are so dirty, go and wash them quickly."

"Hate it, my hands are not dirty."

Song Qianying stuck out her tongue, but still turned around obediently and walked to the bathroom.

When Huo Junyao saw this, the corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a fond smile.

A minute later, Song Qianying came out after changing her clothes and washing her hands, and saw that he had already placed several plates of dishes on the dining table.

In addition to the stir-fried pork with king oyster mushrooms that I just saw, there are also garlic shrimps, steamed mandarin fish, and oh, the appetizer is cold cucumber, which is simply amazing!

Of course, among the four dishes and one soup, how could she miss out on her favorite seaweed and egg drop soup?

She hurried over and sat down directly in her seat.

He held his cheeks with both hands, and his big eyes were full of approval: "Huo Junyao, when did you learn to cook? How come I don't know about it?"

"There are still many things you don't know."

The man helped her scoop a bowl of soup and looked at her with a half-smile.

"oh?"

A certain woman raised her eyebrows, narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, and pouted her lips in pretending to be angry, "Hurry up and confess, how many things are you hiding from me, huh?"

"Want to know?"

After placing the soup in front of her, Huo Junyao walked to the chair next to her and sat down, raising an eyebrow and looking at her seriously.

"certainly!"

Without thinking, Song Qianying responded directly. Unexpectedly, the man's tall body suddenly came over at this moment, and his big hands even wrapped around her slender waist. His voice was low and seductive, "Watch my husband tonight." -When you feel comfortable now, I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, eh?”

"Fuck you, I won't do it!"

Song Qianying's face turned red because of his inappropriate words, and she pushed him away without thinking much, "I always think about unhealthy things all day long, Mr. Huo, don't you be afraid that you'll be ejaculated soon?" Death, huh?"

"You will die as a peony flower, and you will be a ghost even if you are a ghost!"

A certain man said without blushing and out of breath.

"That's good, so I can have a chance to find someone younger."

Song Qianying gritted his teeth and responded.

Hearing this, Huo Junyao's eyes suddenly narrowed into a dangerous arc: "Okay, Song Qianying, you can fly once your wings are strong, eh?"

"I'm reminding you, if you don't control yourself well at this old age, maybe this day will come soon."

She was not afraid of him at all, she still smiled with crooked eyebrows.

At this time, she was full of energy and a little naughty, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

What Huo Junyao loves most is her looking like this now, she is pure and charming, and her every smile touches his heart.

However, when I think about leaving the country tomorrow and the return date has not yet been determined, I can't help but feel a deep sense of reluctance in my heart.

He just stared at her for a moment, without saying a word or making any movement. His deep eyes were filled with unbreakable tenderness.

Song Qianying's heart beat faster unconsciously as he stared at her. She didn't know why he looked at her like this all of a sudden. She subconsciously reached out and touched her face. After checking and finding that there shouldn't be any dirt on her face, she stretched out two fingers. Wave it in front of him, deliberately teasing him: "Here, how many fingers are these, can you see them?"

"Chi——"

When the man came back to his senses, Huo Di grabbed her finger, curled his lips and smiled, "Childish!"

"Uncle, I'm not 18 yet, I have the right to be childish!"

Song Qianying withdrew her hand from his clutches and glared at him coquettishly.

"Don't call me uncle!"

A certain man expressed his dislike of this title.

So, he directly hugged her waist and held her tightly in his arms, "Baby, I will call you husband from now on, okay?"

"don't want!"

A certain woman deliberately shook her head like a rattle.

"Be good and call me husband!"

"not called!"

"Then you can call me brother or oppa."

"Ha, hate it, I'm not your sister."

It was so disgusting, and he asked her to call her brother, but she really couldn't say it out loud!

"Okay, just keep calling me by my name in such a casual way."

In fact, hearing her delicate and sweet voice shouting the three words "Huo Junyao" was quite unique.

Therefore, Huo Junyao finally compromised.

However, at this moment, Song Qianying suddenly turned sideways, hooked her hands around his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and said to him with a smile: "Husband, thank you for cooking me dinner! I really Really like!"

It was rare to see her take such initiative, and the man was instantly elated.

-End of this chapter-