After An Xiaojing stayed at the palace house for five days, she finally set off back to Yunshan Villa.

In this regard, Ji Yuxi expressed her reluctance, and in her heart she had long decided that An Xiaojing was her daughter, until An Xiaojing and Gong Tian talked badly that Ji Yuxi's mood calmed down and accepted An Xiaojing's return to her husband's house.

It's just that An Xiaojing also promised Ji Yu that she would come to see her again in a few days.

Before leaving, Ji Yuxi wrapped a large pot of rice balls, asked the servants to clean them up, and stuffed them all into the back box of the Bentley that came from the dust.

Mochen said that this Bentley was only afraid that it would be the first time to carry a cart of dumplings back.

After reluctantly saying goodbye to Ji Yuxi, Mochen took An Xiaojing and drove directly to Yunshan Villa.

Yunshan Villa.

Huo Yao sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a financial newspaper in his hand, pursed his lips and looked at it from a distance, looking at it from afar, he seemed to be extremely calm, but if he looked closely, he would find that he took the financial newspaper the day before yesterday, and today's one was thrown by him in the paper basket of the past.

"Dad, when will Mom come back? Dangdang hasn't seen her for a long time. Dangdang nested at Huo Yao's side, arched his little head into Huo Yao's arm, and also went to look at the financial newspaper.

In the past few days, An Xiaojing has been away, and their father and daughter have lost the goal of fighting, but they have enhanced their relationship a little, and they should rely on Huo Yao more than before at this time.

Huo Yao's eyes sank, and he reached out and patted Dangdang's head.

His heart was also very urgent, and he calculated that he hadn't seen her for five days, and he didn't know if she would believe herself after reading the news? Maybe he would have a big fight with him when he came back, or even not come back at all?

To be honest, Huo Yao is really the kind of person who is panicked in his heart, but his face is as steady as an old dog.

At this time, there were already thousands of ants climbing in his heart, but he could still sit still, and even comfort him.

The wait was always long, and when the alarm clock on the wall was ticking and the hour hand was approaching eleven, there was finally a commotion at the door.

Huo Yao almost immediately put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up abruptly.

When he didn't pay attention, he fell and squatted, and screamed "ouch ouch".

Huo Yao was anxious to see An Xiaojing, but he couldn't leave Dangdang alone, so he immediately picked up Dangdang's back collar and asked, "Did it hurt?"

An Xiaojing and the sound of greeting the servants faintly came in from outside, and she could vaguely hear that she was in a good mood.

This familiar voice suddenly made the big and small in the room excited, and Dangdang immediately wiped the tears from his face and urged: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Dad take me to see Mom." With that, the little short leg that was still in the air swayed rapidly.

Huo Yao smiled, grabbed Dangdang into his arms, and ran out quickly.

As the so-called Xiao Biesheng is newly married, Huo Yao only felt that when he saw An Xiaojing in the courtyard, he felt more and more that she was beautiful and moving, and her gestures were all tempting his charm.

"Mom!" Dangdang immediately waved his little hand and shouted happily at An Xiaojing, if it weren't for Huo Yao's hug tightly, I was afraid that she would have jumped down directly and ran into An Xiaojing's arms.

An Xiaojing hadn't seen Dangdang for several days, and the excitement in her heart was indescribable, so she ran quickly, hugged Dangdang in her arms, and let Dangdang be coquettish to herself.

When she finished squeezing, An Xiaojing found that Huo Yao hadn't spoken, just stood opposite her and looked at her quietly, and when she cast her gaze, she turned her head a little weakly, like a child who had done something wrong.

An Xiaojing immediately understood Huo Yao's abnormality.

Dare to love him, because of the things that made headlines with Sheng Sixue, he felt empty.

An Xiaojing felt that Huo Yao, who was so weak-hearted, was a little more humane than in the past, and couldn't help but deliberately tease him, she pretended to be angry and straightened her face, held back her smile, looked at Huo Yao coldly, and showed the appearance of a rape wife to the fullest.

"Xiao Jing ......" Huo Yao frowned, his original mind was a little weak with An Xiaojing's expression, and he couldn't help but want to reach out to grab An Xiaojing, but An Xiaojing directly avoided it.

When he was young and illiterate, plus the people up and down the Yunshan Villa could hide it, he didn't know about it, but he was just strange about An Xiaojing's attitude, and just wanted to ask a few words, he was ordered to be silenced by An Xiaojing, so he had to curl his lips and glanced at Huo Yao helplessly.

An Xiaojing pretended to be a day, and in the evening, as soon as she returned to the room after taking a shower, the door was closed directly with a "click".

Its swiftness and accuracy made An Xiaojing a little embarrassed.

By the time she reacted, she had been imprisoned between the wall and Huo Yao's chest, to be precise, she was slammed by the wall.

Huo Yao changed his previous ascetic style, wore a black silk pajamas, and his chest was slightly open, revealing the white but not thin chest inside, and fell together, accompanied by her breathing, falling in her sight.

"Ah Yao, what are you doing?" An Xiaojing frowned and asked, before she could raise her head, a surging kiss fell, and the kiss made her breathless and the oxygen in her chest was quickly sucked out.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but the back of her head had been held by Huo Yao's unpredictable prophet, and she could only be forced to tilt her head and bear the surging kiss.

When her consciousness gradually peeled off, Huo Yaocai finally let go of her lips, and her dark pupils tightly locked her lips that were kissed a little red, and the depth inside made An Xiaojing feel that he would behave again in the next second.

"Angry? huh?" The tail note rose slightly, with a bit of magnetism in it, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and one finger directly stroked An Xiaojing's lip flap, rubbing back and forth, the thin cocoon on the fingertip rubbed against the soft lip flap, a little itchy feeling, and at the same time stimulated An Xiaojing's already fragile nerves.

She gathered her mind, trying not to be confused by Huo Yao, and said, "You made headlines with other women, shouldn't I be angry? Could it be that I should also set off a firework to celebrate with you?"

"Naughty. Huo Yao said lightly, his eyes seemed to have insight into everything.

An Xiaojing only felt that Huo Yao tonight was particularly charming, the fingers rubbing back and forth on her lips tickled her heart, and she swallowed hard to relieve her dry mouth: "I'm angry, not naughty." ”

Huo Yao smiled lowly, the darkness in his eyes became darker and darker, as if he wanted to swallow An Xiaojing into it, "You know it's fake, but you come to trick me, it's not naughty, what is it?"