"Natalia!"

Hu Wenhai squatted down and looked at his five-year-old daughter, telling the truth in his heart, it was really a little uncomfortable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Daddy, Natalia, haven't you always wanted Daddy?"

"Daddy?"

Natalia looked at Hu Wenhai a little timidly, and her hand tightly grasped the corner of Yulia's clothes, full of overwhelmed expression.

Natalia has seen her father's photo many times, and the person in front of her seems to look exactly like her father in the photo, but it is difficult for her to feel familiar with him.

Hu Wenhai was absent from the most important period of her life, and in her life, there was only a vague impression of "Dad", and she had long forgotten what he was like.

"Take your time, I'll stay a little longer this time. It's good that Natalia and I get acquainted with each other, so you can't deny me as a father. ”

When he said this, Hu Wenhai couldn't help but touch his nose, he was really worried that the woman would be angry with him all his life because of this, and he didn't recognize him as a father.

Touching Natalia's head, Hu Wenhai stood up again. He looked at Yulia, who was still as bright as ever, and smiled proudly.

"Yulia, I did what I promised you. ”

Yulia's eyes flickered like a lake crumpled by the breeze, and some indescribable sensation surrounded her.

Back then, in order to reunite with his family, he even promised to change the pattern of the world, who would have thought that one day he would really realize it.

In order to reunite with his wife and daughter, he ended the war between China and Annam, promoted the normalization of relations between China and the Soviet Union, and stirred up trouble in Moscow with one hand, and even the chairman of the KGB, Kryuchkov, became his ally.

After overcoming all these difficulties, there is no longer any power that can prevent him from reuniting with Yulia and Natalia.

"Well, sometimes I think it would be nice to be able to live like this for the rest of my life. ”

Hu Wenhai had just accompanied Natalia to sleep, and when he came out of her small room, he saw Yulia wearing an ancient Greek robe pajamas, standing in the yellowed light of the corridor.

Her shadow should be on the ground, like a seaweed swaying with the waves.

It is said that Mao Mei's shelf life is short, and she will become an aunt when she gives birth. But this law does not seem to work for Yulia.

Even though she is already a five-year-old girl, Yulia's figure is still full of fatal temptation.

Tonight, she only applied a little powder, but her eyebrows were like water, and her red lips slightly exhaled a fiery breath. It's as if there is a black hole of gaze hidden in her, and the focus can only fall on her.

"Hey, they're already old husbands and wives, what are you looking at?"

It is rare that Yulia spoke in Chinese. It seems that during this time, she is also preparing for her encounter with me.

Hu Wenhai secretly swallowed his saliva and laughed.

"Look at my wife, is it so difficult for my wife not to look at it?"

"Look!"

Yulia actually took the opportunity to straighten her chest, but this position highlighted her soft buttocks even more.

She leaned against the wall, holding her waist in her hand, and snorted, "You don't have the only thing left to see, do you? Do you want to prepare some little blue pills for you? But you invented it!"

Hu Wenhai kept himself smiling, gritted his teeth and walked towards Yulia: "Hehe, don't use that, I'll show you immediately!"

Hu Wenhai domineeringly hugged Yulia by the waist and kicked open the bedroom door.

……

On the shores of the Black Sea, the reef is constantly battered by the waves as if it had not changed for hundreds of millions of years.

The sound of the waves was crisp at night, like the sound of silk being torn. Waves collide with each other, and the smashed waves scatter in all directions, and then the cycle repeats.

Steep cliffs connect the towering mountains, and dark clouds loom over the peaks of the mountains at night, gently brushing over the woods at the top of the mountains. The treetops shook and rustled like beautiful music.

In the evening breeze, the waves beat happily on the shore, making a joyful sound. Like a low gasp, like a hoarse throbbing.

In the valley between the mountains, a stream trickles. The sparkling reflection of the shattered moon eventually merges into the vast sea.

Until dark clouds also covered the valley, and it began to rain. The water of the creek swelled, and the sound of the waves at the mouth of the sea suddenly became louder.

Waves, streams and night rain all play together to form a natural musical chapter of the night.

The rain flowed out of the dark forest and into the stream. Then the churning stream began to lap against the white and round pebbles on both sides.

The pebbles have a slender shape, straight and smooth. Under the reflection of the moonlight, it seems to have turned into a warm and moving mutton fat white jade, exuding a light that people can't put down.

The rain of the night before stopped in the last gust of wind that blew through the valley, and the exhausted stream had to let the wind carry itself to the sea.

When the clouds and rain stopped, the steamers sailing at night on the sea suddenly raised their whistles. A whining sound sounded, and the lighthouse on the cape lit up.

The light pierced into the sea, swirling regularly. It goes on and on, and over time. No matter how the waves beat and how many fish and shrimp were awakened by the waves, they just stood alone between the heaven and the earth, splitting the darkness into a piece of light.

The strong winds brought about by the temperature difference at night reached their peak in the second half of the night. The wind swept upside down, and the roaring waves rushed to the base of the lighthouse, and the flying waves even soaked the lighthouse entirely. However, the light of the lighthouse persisted, and it did not succumb to the power of heaven and earth.

Again and again, the waves crashed onto the lighthouse, and the time between the waves became less and less, and finally even a crackling sound.

Just before dawn, the last and most violent wave struck! It was like thunder, setting off a wave that covered the sky, and slammed on the lighthouse!

Finally, the night will pass. The sun on the edge of the sky rose its first rays from the top of the lighthouse, and the sea seemed to use all its strength to meekly crawl at the foot of the lighthouse.

And the lighthouse, which had fought all night, finally extinguished its light contentedly.

……

Hu Wenhai pushed open the bedroom window, and the sea breeze on the shores of the Black Sea in Romania made him feel excited and completely sober.

Yulia on the bed made a voice like a kitten, raised her hand to cover the sunlight and opened her eyes, humming and shrunk into the bed.

"Sleep a little longer, you were tired last night. Hu Wenhai said with a smug smile.

"It's not scientific!"

Yulia shouted under the covers: "Obviously, obviously I was better than you before!"

"Well, as men get older, they will reach their peak when they reach the age of twenty-four or five! I'm sorry to say, when you first me, I was just a Zhengtai ......."

"What is Shota?"

Although Yulia has learned Chinese, she is obviously not so familiar with Japanese foreign languages. Of course, eighteen-year-old Hu Wenhai certainly can't be called Zhengtai, but it's definitely not his heyday.

The combat effectiveness of the teenagers was limited, and of course Yulia was eaten to death in those years.

In the past few years, Hu Wenhai has learned from the pain, and he has not let go of the exercise of his body at any time. Now, as I get older, I've evolved into a complete body, and I can use my full strength.

Hu Wenhai, who was holding back his desire to regain his dignity as a man, used all his tricks last night, and really killed Yulia in one fell swoop.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, don't look at him last night did half a night of heavy physical labor, but this morning when he woke up he felt relaxed.

The dignity of a man is absolutely unquestionable!

"Okay, you rest first, I'll go see what to eat. After breakfast, if you are not convinced, I don't mind having a seven-capturing Meng Huo!"

"Drink the celebration wine today, lala-"

Hu Wenhai picked up Yang Zirong's appearance and slapped away with laughter.

Yulia, who was left to huddle in the quilt, pouted and punched the pillow in her arms a few times, and finally could only bury her face in the pillow in frustration.

The holiday villa by the sea was borrowed from Ceausescu the Younger, and the food was of course top-notch. Hu Wenhai looked at the next pot of pasta and made a seafood risotto with fresh seafood, and it didn't take long for the fragrance to hook out the gluttony of the two women.

Yulia changed into silk pajamas, which were torn by Hu Wenhai last night. Natalia was already able to dress herself, wearing a cute bear pajamas, which surprised Hu Wenhai.

Natalia followed the fragrance to find the kitchen, and as soon as she came in, she saw Hu Wenhai looking at herself with a plate and a smile.

I saw her look at Hu Wenhai and then at the seafood stewed noodles in his hand, flattened her mouth, and shouted aggrievedly.

"Daddy, hungry!"

Hu Wenhai was stunned by her shouting, and then responded excitedly: "Hey, okay, let's eat!"

An English bone china plate is filled with seafood risotto, pasta is topped with shrimp and shellfish, and tomato sauce and tomatoes dye the whole dish a mouth-watering red.

When it was placed in front of Natalia, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she kissed Hu Wenhai on the face with a pop, and then she couldn't wait to fight with the seafood stew.

That's why, when Yulia came to the restaurant, he was laughing so hard that his snot bubbles were about to come out.

"My man is also the richest man in the world, please pay attention to your image, okay?" Yulia looked at Hu Wenhai with a smirk on his face, and couldn't help but choke speechlessly.

"It's not good, it's not good, what kind of richest man in the world, which is more precious than my Natalia! She kissed me just now, you see, right here, here-"

Hu Wenhai pointed to a position on his cheek and said happily: "Hey, my daughter is so good! My daughter is my father's little padded jacket!"

"Huh-"

Yulia couldn't help but rub her arms, feeling so cold on her body.

(To be continued.) )