Chapter 211: His husband's tie bag is out of the pulp

The daylight is pale and falls into the bedroom.

The breeze crept in through the cracks in the curtains, and the scent of roses outside.

Su Qing lazily nestled in Huo Xishen's arms, and his breath was full of his breath, gentle and proper.

He held her hand, "Went to the police station yesterday afternoon?" ”

"Hmm."

"The photo of the button you showed me is related to Su Zhicheng's death?" Huo Xi thought about it and it was unlikely, their Su Su children loved and hated each other, and Su Zhicheng's death couldn't make too many waves for her.

That's ......

"Mother's death was not an accident?"

Su Qing turned over and rubbed into his arms.

The voice buzzed, "Why are you so smart?" ”

Horthy touched her hair in distress, if he could, he would rather be the one who would bear all this, but he knew that even if he was as close as they were, he couldn't fully empathize with her pain and sadness.

All you can do is accompany her and spoil her.

He did everything he could to make her happy.

"You went to see Yu Qing yesterday, and she gave you this photo, so you are angry that I accidentally dropped the button outside, so that people have a chance, right?"

"That's right, since you're so smart and you still drop the button outside, what if I misunderstand and go abroad to let you be an old bachelor, see what you do?"

Huo Xi smiled and said: "Our family Qingqing will take revenge, how can he secretly go abroad, can't I explain it when you come to me for revenge?" ”

"Then what if I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen?"

Huo Xishen's hand wandered around her thin waist, and the corner of her mouth smiled evilly, "Then I'll ...... Until you listen. ”

Thinking of that deadly feeling last night......

Her throat tightened slightly, "You're so confident." ”

The man's warm fingers lifted her chin, "It's not confidence, it's confidence in you." ”

The eyes of the two people met in the air, and their feelings surged.

Silent and sweet.

"Qingqing."

"Huh?"

He looked her in the eye, "What would you do if it was really me who did it?" ”

Su Qing also looked at him, "If it's really you......"

She landed her fingers on his heart and gently hooked her lips, "If it were really you, I would take the knife and sink it into your heart with my own hands, and then pay for your life." ”

He dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"Then I should be glad that God didn't arrange this for me."

In his life, the shopping mall has been up and down, the clouds are treacherous, and he has brought down countless competitors, but the only thing he is fortunate about is that he has never had any intersection with the Su family.

"You sleep for a while, and you won't go to work today."

"No, I still have something to do."

"Why are you working so hard, it's not like my husband can't support you."

Su Qing said with a smile: "I don't want to be a silk flower, I want to be a kapok tree, so that even if I lose everything, I have the ability to start over, even if you have nothing in the future, I can also shield you from the wind and rain." ”

He kissed her lightly on the forehead, "Okay, our family is the best." By the way, do you need my help with Mommy's affairs? ”

"No need, Si Xingran's boyfriend Qin Ye is a computer boss, he is helping me check the monitoring at that time, and there should be results soon."

"Don't you want to hang out? Calling them at a hot spring lodge on the weekend? ”

Su Qing turned over, "Okay." ”

Huo Xi took Su Qing to wash up, made her breakfast, and the two went to the company together.

in the office.

Huo Xishen put down his pen and raised his eyes to look at Shi Yan, "What are you staring at me all the time?" ”

Delay:......

There was a sentence he didn't know whether to say or not.

Their husband doesn't seem to have changed his tie for a few days, is this a bad look? Or is it a bad look?

This situation has never happened before, so don't you pay attention to falling in love?

But don't you change these clothes and pants every day?

The tie is almost pulped.

"Sir, you tie ......"

Horcy frowned slightly, "How's it going?" Is it good-looking? My wife made it herself. ”