Chapter 1091: I'm Sorry

Hotel.

Jiang Yansheng drove for forty minutes and returned to the hotel where Huo Xiumo lived, and she used her identity as the boss to open another luxury suite, which was next door.

Because he didn't know if Huo Xiumo would go with her to live in a new room, when he told the lobby manager to open the room, he was still a little uneasy in his heart, so that he quietly looked at the cold man holding the child a few times.

"Mr. Jiang, please come with me."

With this identity, the lobby manager is very respectful.

This also made Xiao Mo's eyes widen deeply, and whispered: "This is Mom's hotel, Daddy, we live in Mommy's hotel." ”

Huo Xiumo looked coldly at his stupid son's appearance of never seeing the world, his brows furrowed and he didn't let go, and followed all the way to the elevator.

He said to the child, "Your seventh uncle and sister are here. ”

"Really?" When the little guy heard the names of these two, he was even more enthusiastic than when he saw his own mother, his eyes blinked and blinked, and his face smiled happily: "Great." ”

"Who are Uncle Seventh and Sister Coffin?"

Jiang Yansheng finally couldn't hold it back after enduring the night at this moment, she raised her eyes to look directly at Huo Xiumo, and asked out loud: "What are the identities and origins of those two people in your room?" ”

Huo Xiumo didn't answer, and the little kid in his arms said first: "Stupid, it's Uncle Seven, his name is Seventh Master He, and he said that he will recognize me as his godson in the future and give me all his inheritance." ”

Give the legacy?

Jiang Yansheng probably heard from between the child's words that the friendship between this Seventh Master of the Crane and Huo Xiumo seemed to be quite deep, and she couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart, after being separated for a few years, it seemed that she had completely separated from this man's world.

She and his friends never seemed to be out of place.

Ding.

When the elevator arrived, the lobby manager outside the door had already taken another elevator to wait outside, respectfully leading them to the suite.

Jiang Yansheng will let the lobby manager lead the way, purely to test Huo Xiumo's attitude, whether he will follow with the child.

The moment the door was opened, Jiang Yansheng's footsteps slowed down.

She lowered her eyelashes and let Huo Xiumo go first.

It was already late at night, Huo Xiumo walked into the luxurious room with the child in his arms with a cold expression, he didn't have the mind of Jiang Yansheng so many women, put the child on the sofa, it seemed that the bandage wound under the shirt was bleeding, so he walked to the bathroom and ordered Jiang Yansheng: "Find someone to send a set of clothes." ”

Jiang Yansheng smiled and nodded: "Okay." ”

She instructed the lobby manager to do it, and at the same time asked for a medical kit, and when she was done, she didn't turn around to go to the room, when she suddenly felt that her legs were hugged by the child's little hands.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his head and saw Xiao Moshen, who didn't know when he came over, was looking up at his face and said to himself, "I'm sorry." ”

Huo Xiumo's words were holy decrees in the eyes of the little guy.

Daddy asked him to apologize, Xiao Moshen always remembered it in his heart, and he didn't dare to disobey.

Regardless of whether it is sincere or not, Jiang Yansheng will not really have a hard temper with her son when the little guy takes the initiative to show weakness and reconciliation, her eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and her tone is the same: "Are you apologizing to me?" ”

The little one nodded.

"Do you mean to ask for forgiveness?"

The little one nodded again.

"Okay then, if you call me Mom, I'll forgive you."

Jiang Yansheng hadn't heard him call herself all night, she looked at the little guy lowering his head, and asked again: "Don't want to, it seems that you are not sincere." ”

"Not really."

Xiao Mo pursed his lips deeply, and said no, but he was very reluctant, and shouted: "Mom." ”

Jiang Yansheng is really satisfied.

She thought that maybe mothers in the world would not really be angry with their children, and a mother would resolve the enmity between mother and son tonight.

"Is it okay for mom to hug the baby?"

Jiang Yansheng bent down and stretched out his white hand towards him.

Xiao Mo tilted his head deeply, thought about it, and looked reluctant again, and the child's voice was low: "Okay, just hug it." ”

Jiang Yansheng hugged the child over and hugged his soft little body, completely relaxed in his heart.

Xiaomo sniffed the aroma of her mother's body deeply, not as manly as Daddy, nor like Sister Coffin with a strong and good perfume smell, it was that kind of fragrance, and it smelled very comfortable.

He barely embarrassed his little face, pressed it to the soft place of his mother's chest, and squinted his eyes: "The little baby is sleepy." ”

I also tossed in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yansheng carried him to the room, gently took off the child's clothes and shoes, placed them in the center of the big bed, and turned the light to the least dazzling light.

The child sleeps quickly in a safe environment.

Jiang Yansheng stood in front of the edge of the bed and watched him close his big eyes, his little face was slightly red, he was completely asleep, but she was reluctant to look away, until the steady and powerful footsteps of a man came from outside the door.

She crouched on the ground and turned to look up at the door.

Huo Xiumo appeared in a bathrobe, his momentum was still strong, and he walked in, and his eyes were also to see the child first, before falling on her.

After all, the two have been married for several years, and they have a very harmonious tacit understanding on some things.

A look reads it.

Jiang Yansheng walked out of the master bedroom with him and came to the guest bedroom next door, without turning on the light, relying on the light reflected in the bustling night scene outside the window, after closing the door, the two kissed together in front of the wall on the side.

In order to consider that the child would suddenly wake up to find her parents, Huo Xiumo did not carry her to the bed, but by the door, and did not even take off his clothes, he just ripped off the belt of the bathrobe and lifted the hem of her skirt again.

That heavy thump.

Jiang Yansheng wrinkled his eyebrows, endured the discomfort of his body, and clinged to his broad shoulders with both hands, not daring to touch Huo Xiumo's body, in the end, taking care of the wound in front of his chest.

In the dimly lit room, the woman's low crying voice mixed with the man's rough gasping sounded, and I don't know how long it took, until Huo Xiumo pressed his forehead against her neck and let out a low, sex-tingling growl from the depths of his throat.

It's over.

Jiang Yansheng's sweat on her body had already stained her clothes, she didn't breathe, she leaned on the man's chest tiredly, and spoke with her last strength: "Put me on the bed." ”

I don't have the strength to walk anymore.

If Huo Xiumo left, she would definitely fall to the ground in embarrassment.

After not experiencing this aspect for a few years, Jiang Yansheng will inevitably not adapt to him, and he will also feel a trace of pain.

Huo Xiumo was silent and placed her on this bed.

After a while, he straightened up his bathrobe and left the room.

Jiang Yansheng no longer had the energy to care about whether he went to sleep with the child next door, lying in the quilt very tired between his eyebrows and eyes, breathing very lightly all the time, and completely falling into a deep sleep.

11-22 ended.

(End of chapter)