Uncle, be gentle, it hurts

Since Cui Xiaoli gave birth to xiaominglan, Huo Chenyan found that life is not the most painful, only more painful, because his little daughter is a small chatter.

Ever since I could speak, I have been chattering in my ears. I don't cry or make noise. Instead, I laugh every day. At the beginning, Huo Chenyan was so happy that he finally gave birth to a lovely baby daughter. He held his beloved daughter all day long. Listening to the delicate voice of the child, Huo's eyes and eyebrows were soft, and his face was soft

Come on. But when his daughter is always talking in his ears, Huo Chenyan knows how wrong he is. Not only when he can speak, but also when he is four years old, his daughter is still talking. Even if she is alone, facing the air, her daughter can talk to herself

For a long time, but also very sweet smile, talking there, he and Cui Xiaoli are not talkative people, do not know who xiaominglan is like.

Huo Chenyan began to despair. He felt that he and Cui Xiaoli would not have another child in the future. It was too painful. One by one, he had a headache.

After having contrast, Huo Chenyan likes the big dirty of sparing words like gold more and more. He doesn't speak much and is as smart as him.

That day, Huo Chenyan came downstairs and saw the scene in the living room, but he even hated his eldest son.

On the coffee table in the living room, there is a plate of red pomegranates. The boy with black hair and black eyes has delicate and beautiful facial features. Obviously, he has inherited his father's good genes, not to mention his cool and frosty temperament, which is 10% similar to Huo Chenyan.

But at this moment, the little boy's face floating a suspicious blush, a pair of dark eyes did not look at the pomegranate on the table, but a moment of looking at the beautiful woman around.

Cui Xiaoli was amused by his son's small appearance and touched his little head, "son, want to eat pomegranate?"

"Well."

Big dirty stuffy should a, but still didn't see pomegranate one eye.

Cui Xiaoli curved his beautiful mouth and laughed more happily. He had to say, "do you want me to peel pomegranates for you?"

"Well." Big dirty is proud Jiao ground should a, small face more red, even ear root son all red.

Cui Xiaoli is smiling, the corner of the eye brow inside is all to the son of doting and connivance, picked up pomegranate, picked up pomegranate began to peel his son up.

Huo Chenyan looks at Cui Xiaoli's gentle appearance. He feels a little uncomfortable. It's his wife, but he takes his son to peel pomegranate.

Thinking, Huo Chenyan narrowed his long dark eyes and strode to Cui Xiaoli and sat beside her.

Looking at Cui Xiaoli, thin fingers seriously peel pomegranate in hand, Huo dust flame like unwilling to show weakness said, "I also want to eat pomegranate."

Cui Xiaoli didn't even lift his head. He still peeled the pomegranate in his hand seriously and replied casually, "Oh, then you can eat it! There's a lot more on the plate! "

Brush all of a sudden, Huo dust flame of handsome face black. His wife doesn't care about him at all. Looking at his son's small face and his expressionless face, Huo Chenyan is very unhappy. She remembers that before, when Cui Xiaoli and he were not together, he asked Cui Xiaoli to peel the durian for him in the ward

But Li's way of pushing aside, where there is now gentle, even the eyes are full of smile, as if, what her son wants, she will give the same.

Suddenly, Huo's face became worse.

Almost did not want to, Huo dust flame will focus on his son's face, and then, eyes fierce stare at his son.

Big dirty at that time has no extra reaction, the facial expression is very calm, Cui Xiaoli saw, can't help but stare Huo dust flame one eye, he indignantly way, "Huo dust flame, what are you doing! That's your son

Huo Chenyan

I'm still your man! You don't peel pomegranates for me!

In the end, Huo Chenyan didn't say a word, but his handsome and delicate face was more dark, almost dripping water, and his whole body was emitting low cold air pressure.

Cui Xiaoli peeled the pomegranate for his son, and finally found the abnormality of Huo Chenyan. He took a look at Huo Chenyan and frowned, "Huo Chenyan, what are you doing? What air conditioner are you releasing?"

Huo dust flame will face don't open, just don't look at Cui Xiaoli, thin lips tightly close, side face line a little bit tight. Cui Xiaoli looks at him like this, and slowly returns to her taste. Without blinking her eyes, she looks at Huo Chenyan and asks suspiciously, "Huo Chenyan, do you want me to peel pomegranates for you?" The more he thought about it, the more Cui Xiaoli thought it was more likely, "Huo Chenyan, how old are you, and how old are you

Than? "

At this moment, Huo Chenyan's delicate and beautiful face was black beyond comparison.

Obviously, it was Cui Xiaoli who said it was on his mind.

See Huo dust flame cold face stood up, Cui Xiaoli busy pull him, smile way, "well, well, I give you peel is."

At this moment, Huo Chenyan sat down again. Although his face was still calm, it was much better than just now. It was not so dark.

Cui Xiaoli takes a funny look at him. His lips bend and his eyebrows bend. He takes the initiative to peel the pomegranate from the plate.

Immediately, Huo's pale lips were hooked up, and the facial lines were softened.

At the same time, Huo's eyes swept coldly. His eyes swept coldly. He was eating pomegranate's son.

What an eyesore! He thought angrily.

Da Wu is very keen, and he knows his Laozi's eccentric "Virtue" very well.

Since he and his mother came back from France, as long as his Lao Tzu was present, he would spend less time alone with his mother, because his Lao Tzu would kill people with his eyes. Don't doubt that, except his mother, basically no one was not afraid of his Lao Tzu's eyes, because it was really terrible.

Almost immediately, Dawu got up from the sofa and ran upstairs with the pomegranate in his hand, leaving all the space for his parents.

Until this moment, Huo Chenyan was completely satisfied. As soon as he extended his long arm, he put his arms around Cui Xiaoli's waist and took Cui Xiaoli into his arms.

Too caught off guard, Cui Xiaoli squinted at him, "what are you doing, pomegranate is about to be spilled by you!"

"If you spill it, you spill it."

Huo dust flame disapproves of ground say, black Mou deep a few minutes, more show pupil Zhan black clear.

Cui Xiaoli is not happy. "Didn't you let me peel pomegranates?"

Huo dust flame clear voice was stained with a trace of ambiguity and dumb, "pomegranate is not as delicious as Mrs. Huo."

"I'm not serious! We are all old wives and husbands! "

Cui Xiaoli pinched him on his strong waist.

Huo dust flame from the throat overflow a low smile, thick with cocoon finger belly gently rubbing Cui Xiaoli's ear beads, voice bewitch general low voice, "that is still Mrs. Huo delicious, the older the more chewy, never tired of eating."

There's no doubt that Mrs. Huo was flushed by Mr. Huo, but she didn't have strong support on her mouth. She feigned angrily, "the older, the more chewy? Well, Huo Chenyan, in your eyes, I'm old, aren't I? "

Huo of course began to coax her and nibbled her lips. "Mrs. Huo, you are never old, just like you were 20 years old. It always attracts me and keeps me fresh. "

"You... Don't..." see Cui Xiaoli also want to continue to attack, Huo Chenyan directly bowed his head, sealed with a kiss.