To My Dear Mr. Huo

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Liu Tongjia's face became less attractive again. Huo Mingguang said nothing. When Father Huo felt tired and went upstairs, both of them followed upstairs and left.

Su Qingsang was relieved that some elders were not so comfortable. Especially when Liu Tongjia is here.

She didn't let go of this tone completely, Huo Jinyao's body was completely brought together.

"Wife--"

"What are you doing?" Although it was late, the Huo family and the servants did not sleep.

"It's okay. Call you." Huo Jinyao circled her waist and pressed her jaw against her shoulder: "I suddenly found my wife to be particularly good."

"You come less."

"Really. Especially good."

Huo Jinyao added another sentence, and went to kiss her on the neck.

"Wife, why do you say you are so cute?"

"Don't make a noise." In case she would be seen, she would really be ashamed.

"Where am I in trouble? I'm praising you, my wife."

When Huo Jinyao spoke, she simply hugged her body and put it on her lap: "Wife, I found one thing."

"what?"

"I just met someone and let you escape again. You haven't called my husband yet."

Su Qingsang's face turned red for a moment, and she was very uncomfortable. She quickly withdrew from Huo Jinyao's arms.

"It's not too early, I'm going to take a bath." Su Qingsang ran fast, like a rabbit.

"Don't run." Huo Jinyao got up and chased after her: "Do you call it?"

Su Qingsang only ran faster when he didn't hear it. Huo Jinyao followed in three steps and two steps.

Until Su Qingsang fled back to the room, there was nowhere else to escape.

Huo Jinyao closed the door with a smile: "Wife, you ran up by yourself, no wonder I was."

All the exclaiming sounds were masked by the heavy wooden door, which could not be heard outside.

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Rongcheng another place.

This is a small courtyard with two entrances, which is very quiet away from the road.

The TV was on, and an aunt brought the dishes to the table. Then he yelled at the back room.

"Xiang, dinner is ready. Eat."

Auntie is from Sichuan, and a Sichuan dialect has not changed. There was no response from the back room, only the sound of a chair being pulled.

After a while, the people inside came out. Is a middle-aged woman of about fifty.

The gray-haired hair was pulled back. The wrinkles on the face were obvious, and several spots appeared on the face.

Sit down at the table, the aunt turns on the TV, and then sits down on the other side.

News is also being broadcast on TV, just now in the same city. Both people watched this show.

Holding a bowl to her sister, she was preparing soup for her, and suddenly she heard the words Su Qingsang.

Suddenly she dropped the bowl and stared at the TV screen with a burning gaze.

The name "Su Qingsang" appeared several times, but she seemed to hear it only once in Linshi.

To make sure she heard it right, she asked her aunt to replay the TV.

Soon, the news was broadcast again. This time I heard it clearly from my sister.

Forest City, Su Qingsang.

Last name Su, what's this name? That's right, it can't be wrong. It's her, it must be her.

She still remembers that when she was with that bearer, she had a good time.

She said that she likes the name of Qing Sang, and if she has a daughter in the future, she will be called Qing Sang. If he is a son, he is called Qinghe.

Su Qingsang, Su Qingsang. Xiangjie said the name twice in her heart.

Xiang Xiang's heart suddenly became excited.