Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 1120

It's normal for couples to quarrel, and that Chen Zimo doesn't look like a good person to get along with.

Back then, it was even more uncommon for Yaoyao to quarrel with the third brother when he framed the third brother like that.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Qingqing didn't doubt much, and said, "Let's take you back."

Thinking of something, Jin Yaoyao nodded.

After Lu Haoyang and the others left, Huo Yichen went to the baby's room to check on the young master, the confinement wife had already put the little one to sleep.

In the past, I kissed the little guy's forehead before going out.

Then I called Uncle Lai Wen and told him about my son's pollen allergy.

If a child is allergic, especially something as common as pollen, it is necessary to tell everyone in the family to avoid accidents.

"Don't worry, young master, I will inform you."

Huo Yichen nodded, and asked after a while: "How is the preparation for the food?"

"There is about a quarter of an hour before dinner is ready."

Huo Yichen nodded, turned around and went back upstairs.

This time, I went to the master bedroom.

Mu Zhenge did not sleep, she leaned against the bed and looked out of the window, Huo Yichen could only see half of his side face, pale and confused.

Huo Yichen passed by, half of the mattress suddenly sank, followed by a generous and warm chest.

Mu Geunge leaned back instinctively, "When the relatives leave, the old man likes to lie to the children by saying that they have become stars in the sky..."

Although the sky was getting darker at this moment, the setting sun penetrated layers of barriers and fell on the window, refracting colorful bands of light.

Huo Yichen held her arm tightly, and a small kiss fell on the top of her hair.

Such a compassionate and gentle demeanor made Mu Geunge's cold heart feel warm.

Subconsciously leaning into his arms, Mu Geenge wrapped her arms around her, and said in a distant voice, "Tell me, will mom just watch me from the sky?"

Huo Yichen is an atheist, and even Mu Geunge has long since disbelieved in these theories after being suppressed by many layers of life, but at this moment she hopes that her mother is watching her, and even more hopes that she can tell herself what she is going to do?
Even if it's just a dream.

but--

She closed her eyes all the way and didn't dream.I just lay down and didn't dream.

Is she angry and unwilling to entrust the dream to her?

"Mu Lao Mu Lao's funeral is scheduled for three days later." Suddenly, Huo Yichen said such a sentence.

Before coming in, he turned on the phone, but he missed several calls, so he naturally went back.

When Mu Jingyang called, he didn't say much, just said that the operation was still going on, the result was unknown, the funeral was being prepared, and the funeral would be in three days.

The Mu family doesn't plan to make a big deal.

The old man didn't like to be lively when he was alive, and he hoped to go quietly after his death.

He only invited the old man's former comrades-in-arms and relatives of Mu's family, and refused condolences from others.

Mu Jingyang didn't say to let Jinge go, and he didn't promise anything, but there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two.

"I've booked a flight ticket to the Imperial Capital the day after tomorrow. You can consider it in three days."

Mu Geunge turned around and looked at him in astonishment. There seemed to be something chapped in his eyes, struggling to break through, but he couldn't succeed.

Huo Yichen sighed softly, "If you don't want to, no one can force you. But Jinge...I don't want you to have any regrets."

Although she didn't say anything about grandpa's departure, he knew that she had always regretted it.

She has been away for three years, never came back, never visited the old man who treated her sincerely, and didn't even have time to see her for the last time.

The person is no longer, and this regret cannot be made up in this life.

Mu Shixun passed away, I am very sad, but there must be sadness.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so depressed after hearing the news.

Death seems like everything in the past is gone with the wind.

It's not that I can't let go, but that there are people who care about me.

Go, she is afraid that her mother will blame her; don't go, this is the last chance to see her.

In this way, her heart was torn apart. On the day of Mu Shixun's funeral, Mu Genge woke up very early, and it was still dark.

Lying on the bed, the whole person was extraordinarily awake, and many things flashed through his mind like slow motion in a movie.

It's just that the more memories she has, the more painful she is.

Looking sideways at the man who was still sound asleep, he quietly lifted the quilt and got up.

Mu Zhenge put on a coat and went out. She gently closed the door without noticing the man who had opened his eyes since she woke up.

Walking alone in the yard, looking at the orchids that had been planted in the yard without knowing when, a certain emotion kept pouring out.

The last person sat down on the wooden chair, wrapped his clothes tightly around his body, and leaned back.

Looking up at the sky, the oriental fish belly is white, and you can see the gorgeous light of the morning sun.

The half-mountain villa occupies a relatively high area. Unlike many people who go to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise, if you are interested, get up early and sit in the yard, and you can also see a good view.

It looks like the weather is fine today.

Thinking this way, the shoulders suddenly felt heavy, and then the whole person was hugged, and then the warmth came over him.

The generous coat directly wrapped most of her in it.

"I don't know how to wear an extra layer when I go out. Although it's beginning of spring, the temperature in the morning is still very low."

The words were reprimanded, but the voice was full of distress.

Shrinking into his arms, Mu Ge laughed heartlessly, "Isn't there a human stove like you here?"

Huo Yichen kissed her on the cheek, obviously agreeing with her words.

Having nothing to do, Mu Zhenge grabbed him and casually played with his fingers, "Woke up so early? Didn't you sleep late last night?"

Because the emperor stayed with her for a few days in the past, there was a backlog of work. After returning, Huo Yichen basically worked overtime every day.

Yesterday, I worked until three o'clock in the morning before resting.

Looking at the time, it was a little past six o'clock, and there was no time for four hours.

Staring at this incomparable face guiltily, he kissed him distressedly, "Did I wake you up?"

When she got up, she deliberately moved lightly, but she ignored her Mr. Huo's light sleep, no matter how lightly she moved, it was easy to wake him up.

Huo Yichen didn't deny it, but just kissed her lips from time to time, and asked provocatively, "Do you want to make it up to me?"

Mu Geunge twitched the corner of her mouth and asked knowingly, "What kind of compensation does Mr. Huo want?"

Huo Yichen bit her lip, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he said meaningfully, "Mrs. Huo doesn't know what compensation is most suitable for Mr. Huo?"

The slightly raised eyebrows seemed to say, "Don't make trouble, hurry up".

Mu Genge looked at her, and couldn't help but curl her lips, the hurt and sadness just now seemed to have disappeared.

Hooking his neck, leaned over and kissed his lips.

There was a bang, very loud in the silence of the morning.Mu Ge raised her head and asked for credit with a proud face, "How is it? Are you feeling better?"

Third Young Master Huo raised his eyebrows and asked silently, "Is this the level?"

Mu Geunge responded with his eyes, "I'm still picky, not to this extent."

(End of this chapter)