The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

Soon, Song Qianying pushed him away, climbed up from the sofa, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

Huo Junyao frowned, somewhat unclear about her thoughts, but the bad premonition in his heart became clearer and clearer.

Sure enough, after a while, Song Qianying walked out of the kitchen holding a durian.

When he saw the thing he hated most in his life, the man's delicate and handsome face turned green and white at this moment, which was really wonderful.

"The other way you mentioned is to let me eat this terrible thing, right?"

If that were the case, he would rather catch a few sows and climb them into a tree.

The man thought to himself.

"NO!"

Song Qianying shook her head, and hugged her beloved durian tightly, smiling with crooked eyes, "You open the durian for me, and then you kneel down while I eat it!"

Huo Junyao: "..."

The final result of the battle between husband and wife was, of course, Song Qianying's victory.

The man wore a mask and gloves and tried his best to endure the unpleasant smell of durian. He took out the pulp in a few seconds and put it on a plate.

Doing this was even more uncomfortable for him than the hellish devil training he had received before, but in order to please the woman he loved, he endured it!

Passing the plate to her, he couldn't help but remind her: "I heard that eating too much of this stuff can cause internal heat, so please be more careful."

"Okay, it's okay!"

Song Qianying happily took it, picked up a piece of durian and put it in his mouth with great enjoyment.

Mmm, it’s full of fragrance and so delicious.

When Huo Junyao saw her satisfied look, the corner of his mouth twitched. He couldn't imagine that anyone would like this thing.

Looking at the durian shells on the counter, he began to worry. Do you really want to kneel down to this damn thing?

A man has gold at his knees, how can he kneel at this ugly durian?

NO!

Don’t kneel!

Even if you beat me to death, you won’t kneel down!

He packed the bag and was about to throw it into the trash can when a woman's clear and sweet voice came from behind, "Huo Junyao, I can't prove your innocence without kneeling on the durian."

"..."

The man frowned fiercely. This damn girl seemed to have been flattered by him.

But, that’s okay!

If it gets broken, no other man will dare to ask for it!

Thinking this way, he suddenly felt much more comfortable.

"Huo Junyao——"

The woman was still calling softly.

Huo Junyao cursed lowly and walked towards her with a gloomy handsome face while holding the durian shell.

At this time, Song Qianying suddenly realized her conscience, picked up a piece of durian and handed it to him, "Do you want to eat it?"

"don't want!"

A certain man put on his mask tightly and looked disgusted.

"Are you serious that you don't eat durian?"

Song Qianying's beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of disbelief.

Huo Junyao snorted arrogantly, "What the hell? I don't like it!"

"Ha ha--"

A certain woman couldn't help laughing.

Seeing her smiling so brightly, Huo Junyao couldn't express his anger, so he asked in a thoughtful tone: "Baby, do you really have the heart to torture your husband?"

"Um!"

Song Qianying nodded directly without thinking.

"Okay?"

He half-squinted his eyes, flashing a dangerous light.

Song Qianying still smiled and said: "Stop talking nonsense! Kneel down quickly, just kneel down for a minute, President Huo Da."

"Cruel woman!"

Seeing that the negotiation was ineffective, Huo Dada, a wife master, put the durian on the ground and knelt down.

However, at this moment, Song Qianying's petite figure suddenly flew over and got directly into his arms.

Huo Junyao was slightly startled, and was confused for a moment.

He shook his head and wanted to speak, but the woman wrapped her hands tightly around her waist, buried her face in his chest, and said softly: "That's enough, that's enough. I believe in you. I believe in you."

In fact, earlier, she had no idea that he hated durian, even to such an extent.

The reason why she bought durian was to follow the trend and let him kneel down and eat the durian shell to satisfy her evil taste.

Who knows...

Hey, she really didn’t mean it!

Song Qianying also had things she hated and was afraid of, and she could totally relate to them. So when Huo Junyao looked at the durian with disgust when he saw it for the first time and had to help her break it open, at that moment, she felt relieved in her heart.

It doesn't matter whether she believes it or not. It doesn't matter whether he has had other women. What matters is that she can deeply feel that this man loves her and loves her with all his heart...

That's it, isn't it enough?

A person should not be too greedy and should be content with what she has. Therefore, she doesn’t struggle anymore, never again!

I don't know why, maybe because I was so moved. Nestled in his warm embrace, Song Qianying couldn't help it and cried.

Huo Junyao was so frightened by her sudden tears that his handsome face changed color instantly. Without any explanation, he picked her up and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Taking a tissue to wipe her tears, he asked in a calm voice: "Why are you crying?"

"No!"

Song Qianying sniffed and shook her head.

"Do you think your husband is so handsome that it would be a waste to kneel down on him, huh?"

Huo Junyao teased her with a smile.

"Hate!"

She burst into laughter, raised her fist, and hit his chest, which was harder than iron.

"Ouch--"

The man suddenly groaned and covered his heart in pain.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. How are you?"

Thinking that she had used too much force, Song Qianying's face turned pale and she hurriedly tried to pull his nightgown.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her little hand touched the strap of her nightgown, it was caught by his thick palm. The man's eyes were as bright as a torch and he stared at her intently, making her face flushed and feeling uncomfortable at all.

Not daring to meet his intimidating eyes, Song Qianying wanted to escape like an ostrich. Huo Junyao's handsome face like a god quickly approached, the tip of his nose was close to hers, and he smiled softly: "If you want to see it, why don't we Go back to your room and show you enough, eh?"

The magnetic voice was mixed with a teasing charm, and the man's hot breath sprayed on the tip of her nose, naturally blending perfectly with her breathing.

Song Qianying blinked her curled eyelashes and agreed shyly: "I don't want it! Let me go quickly."

"Don't let go!"

Huo Junyao held her in his arms domineeringly, placing his big hand on her heart with enjoyment.

His fingertips lightly traced a certain place. He was stunned and suddenly smiled very evilly, "Baby, you're not wearing a bra, huh?"

boom--

A certain woman's originally red face now looked more like a cooked shrimp.

She became angry and struggled to leave him, but unfortunately, the man's big hands were still wanton...

So, she had no choice but to hold her neck and protest: "Huo Junyao, you act like this perverted uncle every time. I don't believe you, hum!"

"Baby, if your husband is not sexually attracted to you, you need to reflect on it."

When the man ate the tofu, his face did not turn red or he was out of breath. He even said with emotion, "I don't need to drink papaya milk anymore. It's just enough now."

"You...shameless!"

Although Song Qianying was relieved to hear that she no longer had to drink papaya milk, her beautiful face was still so embarrassed that it bled due to the current situation.

After being held in his arms and kissed and rubbed for a long time, Huo Junyao reluctantly let her go.

After helping her pull up her clothes, he pinched her little face and said seriously: "It's time to work."

"What work?"

Only then did Song Qianying remember that he seemed to have asked for work during lunch, and then she had random thoughts, and then the two began to have a cold war.

Haha, I’ve been fussing for a long time, and I still don’t know what this job is.

"Today is Sunday, date!"

Who says dating is not a physical job?

"Hahaha, do you really want to go on a date?"

There is no woman in love who doesn't like dating, so when Song Qianying heard Huo Junyao mention the word "dating", she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Happy, happy, beyond words.

"Well, where do you want to go?"

He raised his hand to brush the hair from her forehead, and his eyes, as deep as a pool of mist, were filled with deep love.

"I--"

Song Qian's eyes rolled around, and the first place she thought of was the cinema.

But the country M movie she likes will only be released tomorrow, so she actually wants to watch it tomorrow.

Besides, it seems like she shouldn't be in the mood for a date right now because the video issue hasn't been resolved yet.

So after pondering for a moment, she finally told Huo Junyao about Mrs. Smith's call to threaten her.

-End of this chapter-