To My Dear Mr. Huo

Huo Jinyao captured the emotion in her voice very sensitively.

"It's nothing." Su Qingsang yawned: "When I came here, there was a long road under construction, and it took four hours to get there. It took four hours to get there. Then I didn't settle down. , The hospital we stayed here had a car accident and sent a bunch of wounded people, and we all stepped forward to help. Now we finally have time. "

"My wife has worked hard." Huo Jinyao's voice was habitually indecent: "It's a pity I'm not by your side, otherwise I can give you a massage."

"I don't want your massage." He could pull it down. When didn't he say to give her a massage, but it turned sour when he pressed it?

"If you don't want me to massage. What should I do then?" Huo Jinyao seemed very distressed: "I'm not by your side now. I can't help you if you're tired."

"Nothing to do, just tell you." In fact, it's not particularly tired. It's not that I've never been more tired than this before.

But it's strange, it seems that when he is around, she can't help but want to tell him.

Listen to him comforting himself, calling her wife in that voice she was already familiar with.

"That's it, wife." Huo Jinyao seemed to think of something: "I'll give you a kiss. You promise you won't be tired."

"Huo Jinyao. You—"

With the sound of "Boom", Huo Jinyao made a note on the phone. Feeling that it is not enough, I continued to "bo" two or three times.

"Wife, do you feel the kiss of my love?"

Su Qingsang blushed, even through the phone, knowing that Huo Jinyao couldn't see it, she couldn't help blushing: "Don't make trouble."

"Don't feel it? Then do it again."

"Huo Jinyao." Su Qingsang couldn't take it anymore: "Enough is enough. I'm going to dinner."

"Eat at this time?" Huo Jinyao was here because Huo Mingguang and the others came back late. Why is Su Qingsang so late?

"Well. No way. I'm busy now." She was about to go to dinner. Thinking that before leaving, Huo Jinyao told her to call him somewhere.

Su Qingsang was too busy with other doctors before, and only then did he think of contacting Huo Jinyao.

"Then wife, hurry up, if you are hungry, I will feel distressed."

"Grumpy."

"Why is this a slick tongue?" Huo Jinyao retorted with a serious face: "I don't care, wife, I will check after you come back. If you lose weight or become lighter because you don't take good care of yourself, I will punish you. yours."

"How do you want to punish me?" Just like him, Su Qingsang didn't believe what he dared to do to himself.

"How do you think I can punish you?" Huo Jinyao smiled deeply. Spit out two words.

Su Qingsang's face turned redder and brighter: "I won't tell you. I'm hanging up."

"Wife." Huo Jinyao stopped her: "Do you seem to have forgotten something?"

"What's up?"

"What do you think?" Huo Jinyao didn't mind reminding her: "I've already sent you so many kisses of love, so you just hang up?"

Su Qingsang lost to him, and in the end, helplessly, he pouted at the phone.

Huo Jinyao was satisfied and finally let her go. He hung up the phone and turned around, only to find that Huo Mingguang was standing behind him.

When he heard him calling, Huo Jinyao was not embarrassed at all, and after passing him, he had to continue to the direction of the restaurant.

Huo Mingguang blocked his whereabouts and stared at Huo Jinyao with a serious expression.

"Are you serious about that woman?"

Three shifts. . . . Continue tomorrow. . . In fact, the Huo family is not complicated. There are far fewer relatives passing through my husband's house. A bunch of relatives in my house. . Ha ha ha ha.