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He Tiantian did not deny her husband's words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yes, there is not only friendship with Qi Zhengmin, but also family affection. He Tiantian said, "Anyway, you don't understand the things between women, so I won't tell you." ”

"If you don't say it, then do it. Huo Yingjie heard He Tiantian's tone a little perfunctory, and he was not happy, brushing his sense of existence.

He Tiantian was in a good mood today, not as shy as usual, but let go, relaxed his body, and waited for Huo Yingjie's touch.

Huo Yingjie smiled evilly, stretched out his longevity and took out a bottle of chrysanthemum wine from the drawer.

This is what Huo Yingjie secretly hid during the Mid-Autumn Festival before, and he never enjoyed it, but he can use it today.

Huo Yingjie took a sip, then kissed He Tiantian, and sent the rich and mellow wine in his mouth to He Tiantian's mouth.

Every feeding is a sweet kiss.

After a while, He Tiantian's face turned red, her movements became more soft and seductive, her body became softer, and even her voice became delicate and lovely.

The wine bottle was empty and was thrown under the bed by Huo Yingjie.

After that, there was another layer of urgent and intimate kisses.

"Hmm・・・・・・" He Tiantian's face was hot, her face was like a peach blossom, and she was burned unbearably by Huo Yingjie's enthusiasm, and she unconsciously let out a coquettish moan.

After being drunk, He Tiantian enthusiastically made Huo Yingjie happy.

The numbness that came up from the base of her tongue instantly spread all over her body.

She was wearing home clothes, and Huo Yingjie's hand easily reached into her clothes.

Soft and delicate skin, tight and elastic, make people linger, like intoxicated.

When the people under him were about to turn into a pool of spring water, Huo Yingjie left his bright lips and moved all the way down......

Slender neck, graceful collarbones, fair and angry skin.

It makes people love every inch and can't put it down.

"Yingjie ......" He Tiantian's voice seemed to be dripping water, so soft that people's bones seemed to be crispy, "Don't torture me, hurry up・・・・・・ hurry up and ・・・・・・・."

Huo Yingjie heard He Tiantian's urging, pinched the softness of his hand heavily, and listened to Lin Shufen's muttering, only then did he chuckle twice, and followed He Tiantian to climb the peak of clouds and rain together, enjoying the release of love and passion.

I don't know how long it took, He Tiantian knew that it was very comfortable, but she was also very tired, but she didn't have the energy to remind Huo Yingjie to pick up the wine bottle from under the bed, so she fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Huo Yingjie and He Tiantian were woken up by the voice of the little third son.

Hey, this bear kid, who is more punctual than the big rooster crows, wakes up every morning at about six o'clock, and then no one pays attention to him, and he cries.

Full bear child.

Huo Yingjie knew that He Tiantian was tired, and said softly: "You continue to sleep, I'll go over." ”

Now someone is making breakfast, if it weren't for a special person coming over, He Tiantian wouldn't make breakfast now.

"Brother Yingjie is so nice. He Tiantian showed her head, said a word, and shrank in the quilt and continued to sleep.

Even if she couldn't sleep, she wanted to lie in bed for a little longer.

Huo Yingjie chuckled, put on his home clothes, and went to his son's room next door.

The stinky boy was angry and threw the quilt and blanket to the ground.

Huo Yingjie smiled, squinted his eyes, took out the clothes He Tiantian prepared last night, put them on Huo Ruifeng, put on his shoes, Huo Ruifeng was about to run out, but was stopped by Huo Yingjie.

"Pick up the quilt and pillow on the floor. Huo Yingjie didn't smile like before, his face was serious, and he was going to teach the third son a lesson today.

"Where's Mom?" Seeing that his father was angry, the little third son diverted the topic, but he didn't pick up anything on the ground.

"Pick it up. Huo Yingjie said softly and blocked the door.

Huo Yingjie looked serious, Huo Ruifeng didn't pick it up, Huo Yingjie wouldn't let him out.

"I miss my mom. Huo Ruifeng thinks that his mother is good, as long as he cries, his mother will meet his requirements.

"Pick it up. ”

"I'm thirsty. ”

"Pick it up. ”

"I'm ・・・・・・ I'm hungry. ”

"Pick it up. ”

"I'm ・・・・・・ I want to pee ・・・・・・"

"Pick it up. ”

Huo Ruifeng said a lot of excuses, but they were all replied by Huo Yingjie with "pick it up".

Huo Ruifeng's stubborn temper also came up, covering his eyes with both hands, and crying.

"Dad is bad, dad is bad・・・・・・ I want mom to ・・・・・・" Huo Ruifeng wanted to rush past his father, but he crashed into his father.

"Pick it up. Huo Yingjie still said the same thing.

Huo Ruifeng thought that his crying could attract his mother, Grandma Wang, brothers and sisters, but now they didn't seem to hear it, and no one came.

Dad was alone at the door.

"Dad, I'll pick it up later. Two-year-old Huo Ruifeng was articulate and negotiated terms with his father.

"Pick it up. Huo Yingjie didn't laugh or get angry.

Cry, cry, anyway, he set up an enchantment, and no one else can hear it.

This kid, if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he will be able to go to the house to uncover the tiles in the future, which is simply lawless.

was stared at by his father like this, cried for a while, and when there were no "reinforcements", Huo Ruifeng stopped crying, honestly picked up the quilt pillow and put it on the small bed.

"Dad, I'm out. Huo Ruifeng said, tears are only useful for mother, not for father.

"Will you still spoil the fruits of other people's labor in the future?" Huo Yingjie asked, squatting down to eye level with his son, disrespecting the fruits of other people's labor, and doomed to become a loser in the future.

He couldn't tolerate anything like that.

"But there was no one with me. Huo Ruifeng didn't think he was wrong.

"Your brother, your sister, don't cry in the morning, don't lose your temper, and don't throw the quilt pillow on the ground. Huo Yingjie's distance shows that fortunately, the son and daughter above have set a good example for the third son.

"But・・・・・・ but ・・・・・・" Huo Ruifeng couldn't find the words to refute, yes, his brothers and sisters didn't cry.

"If you cry your nose, you will be laughed at, and you will be ashamed. Huo Yingjie said.

Huo Ruifeng wrinkled his nose, a little shy, and said, "Okay, Dad, I won't cry in the future, but I want my mother to come over to accompany me." ”

That's my daughter-in-law, you want to accompany me!

"Ahem!" Huo Yingjie couldn't tell his son this, so he had to change the topic, "Don't you want to practice kung fu? ”

"Is it the kind of kung fu that Shaolin Temple does?" Huo Ruifeng watched the movie with the adults, and remembered the monk who was holding a stick and humming hey.

"Well, almost. "Huo Yingjie is not easy to explain, after all, his son is too young, let's talk about it when he is older.

"Uh-huh, then I'll learn. Huo Ruifeng nodded, "Dad, let's start." ”

Just now, Huo Ruifeng still hated his father in his heart, but now when he heard his father teach him kung fu, he forgot that he hated it, and just wanted his father to teach him quickly.