To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Chenghui clenched his hands tightly by his side into fists. He looked at Xiang Caiping and finally nodded: "Okay. I'll go."

He should be free and easy, but his steps are very heavy when he turns around.

One wrong step, one wrong step. Su Chenghui has never doubted himself like this, never denied himself like this.

His shoulders were full of powerlessness, and Xiang Caiping saw it, but he didn't feel the slightest sympathy or wavering.

Like Su Chenghui's determination, Xiang Caiping's determination is even greater.

"My daughter, no one can bully her." She will definitely protect Su Qingsang and prevent Su Chenghui and the Li family from hurting her in the slightest.

It was her fault in the past, and it was her mistake that caused the current result. From now on, she will take good care of Su Qingsang.

Su Qingsang entered the door, touched her nose, and wanted to go outside to eavesdrop on what her parents would say, but she didn't feel very good.

It's just that she couldn't hold back, the moment the door closed, she listened at the door of the room with her ears attached. Seeing this, Huo Jinyao smiled and wanted to open the door.

Su Qingsang suddenly became nervous: "Don't."

It would be bad if it was discovered.

"You just want to hear it in an aboveboard manner." In fact, he was also a little curious, wondering what Su Chenghui and Xiang Caiping had to say.

"Shh." Su Qingsang made a gesture and put her ear against the door. Huo Jinyao wanted to laugh, so he listened with his ear close to her like her.

As a result, the sound insulation effect of the door panel was too good. He couldn't hear what was being said outside, but he could see Su Qingsang's graceful neck and those small earlobes.

Following the collar of her dress at the back, one can see the shining eyes and snow-white nape of her neck. That color made Huo Jinyao's eyes dim, and he couldn't care less about "overhearing" the conversation between his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

He picked up Su Qingsang in his arms, and Su Qingsang's body suddenly hung in the air, startled.

"Huo Jinyao." What is he doing? She hasn't finished listening yet. Although she didn't hear anything at all.

"Wife." Huo Jinyao hugged her and walked to the bed in three steps and two steps: "Have you been to Japan for a week?"

"Where is it?" Su Qingsang understood what he was going to do next almost instantly: "Yeah, it's only been six days."

"En. That's been a week." Huo Jinyao laid her body flat on the bed, and lay down by himself: "Honey, we haven't communicated in depth for a week."

Su Qingsang looked into his eyes and felt hot all of a sudden: "You—"

"What about me?" When Huo Jinyao was speaking, he kissed the tip of her nose: "Don't you know that for a husband and wife to have a good relationship, communication is essential. Especially in-depth communication—"

"..."

"Now, let's talk and talk."

"Huo Jinyao—"

"Call my husband."

"Huo Jinyao—"

"Call my husband."

"husband."

"I'm here. Wife, I'm here. One more call—"

"husband--"

The communication that followed was indeed very in-depth.

………………

Su Qingsang was still a little tired when she woke up in the morning. It is true that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, but it is also true that her physical strength cannot keep up.

Huo Jinyao got up early, but it was raining today, so he couldn't go outside for morning exercises.

As soon as Su Qingsang woke up, he saw it and pecked her on the face: "Honey, good morning."

morning? It is late. Just as Su Qingsang remembered, her waist softened and she lay back down again.

Huo Jinyao felt like laughing when he saw it, but he didn't dare to really laugh. This wife is good at everything, except that she has a thin skin and poor physical strength.

"Honey, are you okay?"

Second watch. .