He glanced at the tightly wrapped quilt on his body, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked.

…………

Looking at the refrigerator filled with a lot of jelly, children's yogurt and snacks, Su Qixi had a headache.

Not only that, but the kitchen was even more deserted, covered with a light layer of gray, and it could be seen that very few people cooked.

The order of the dishes seems to be the same as the last time Huo Jingzun made her steak......

Su Qixi thought that Huo Chengyou had inadvertently mentioned to her that after school, he would be picked up by the driver to a fixed place for dinner, and then sent to the teacher's house to do homework, and then sent home.

The father and son rarely eat together, sometimes Huo Jingzun comes back late, Huo Chengyou has already slept, and when he gets up in the morning, Huo Jingzun has already left, and often can't even see each other.

A big man with a child, the hardships can only be understood after experiencing it.

But despite this, Huo Jingzun still took Huo Chengyou with him, and did not leave him in the Huo family for the elders or nannies to take him.

Su Qixi leaned against the cupboard, feeling sad inexplicably, Huo Jingzun has a bad relationship with Huohuo, in fact, it is also because he is not good at communicating with children, right?

Both of them are stubborn, men are not as careful as women, so it is naturally impossible to be so close to children, plus he is usually so busy with work......

Without a woman playing a role in regulating and easing in the middle, a family cannot be very happy.

This is what Su Qixi once saw in a magazine, and now that I think about it, maybe it's really right.

If she is Huohuo's mother, she will definitely take good care of him and let him have fragrant meals to eat every day when he comes home.

When this thought came to mind, even Su Qixi herself was startled, she hurriedly patted her face reddened by the steam, and lowered her head to stir the porridge in the pot.

…………

When Su Qixi came up to the bedroom again, Huo Jingzun was leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, and one hand was pressed tightly on his stomach.

Su Qixi put the porridge aside and took out the hot water bottle that had just been filled, "You put this on your stomach and cover it, it will be much better." ”

The man didn't move, still with his handsome face sideways.

"Huo Jingzun?" Su Qixi shouted softly.

No response.

Asleep?

Su Qixi stared at his angular face, moved away after a moment, and muttered quietly, "You look so good......

is much more handsome than the Korean drama stars she watched, with three-dimensional facial features, 360 degrees without dead ends, in fact, she is very suspicious, does this man really have plastic surgery?

Thinking about it, Su Qixi leaned down, slowly stretched out her hand, and touched the bridge of Huo Jingzun's tall nose, maybe because the man didn't wake up, she was a little bolder, and pinched it from top to bottom a few times, and finally came to the conclusion, "The nose should be untidy......"

Her hand came to his eye again. The double eyelids are quite real, there are no cuts at the corners of the eyes, the thickness of the lips is just right, and the curvature of the chin is just right......

She muttered, "The size of the nostrils is also standard, and it should be comfortable when picking your nose......"

Huo Jingzun, "......"

Su Qixi studied the real beautiful man in front of him very seriously, and touched Huo Jingzun's entire face, "It should be untidy, pure and natural...... It's a pity not to be a star. ”

Finally, she reached out and touched her face, and the other hand touched his face, "My skin is actually better than mine, do you apply a mask at home every day?" I don't know if I have this kind of fetish......"

Huo Jingzun, "......"