To My Dear Mr. Huo

Facing Su Qingsang's suspicious gaze, Huo Jinyao rubbed his nose: "I've had someone check it out."

"So easy?"

"It's not too difficult."

It's really that easy, but it's not good to say it so bluntly to Su Qingsang.

"Of course, it took a lot of trouble, such as entrusting some connections and finding some people. Don't worry, they all cooperate with the company. Although it is difficult, it is okay."

This is said, it is difficult, but it is okay, is it difficult or not difficult?

Su Qingsang turned to look at Huo Jinyao, the doubts on his face continued: "Huo Jinyao, do you have something to hide from me?"

"What can I hide from you?"

"I'm asking you. What can you hide from me?"

"Wife—" Huo Jinyao wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a slap on the cheek: "Look, you have been cleared of the crime. Then I believe the doctor will let you go back to work soon, These are good things, shouldn't we be celebrating?"

"how to celebrate?"

Su Qingsang didn't think there was anything to celebrate about it.

"Think of it as a celebration." Huo Jinyao hugged her and lay down on the bed: "How about celebrating the 300th round of the war?"

"Huo Jinyao." The doubts in Su Qingsang's mind just now were diverted by him.

Three hundred rounds? Did he want her waist to be crippled?

"No? Then a hundred rounds will be fine."

"Not even for one round." Su Qingsang gave him a nudge: "Get up, I want to get up."

"Honey, don't get up. I don't go to work anyway—"

"Huo Jinyao, will you let me in or not, you—"

The phone rang, Su Qingsang took advantage of the situation to push him, and quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello, Brother Zuo? It's me. Well, tell me."

As soon as the words Senior Brother Zuo appeared, the corners of Huo Jinyao's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to grab the phone and throw it away.

What do you hate most about this kind of brother and sister?

Putting her arms around Su Qingsang's waist, she turned to look at him with warning eyes.

She didn't know what she said, but there was a faint smile on her face.

Huo Jinyao leaned over and bit her cheek lightly.

Su Qingsang glared at Huo Jinyao, his eyes were so cold that he wanted to kill someone.

Huo Jinyao didn't let her go, and gave her another "boo" on the other side of the face.

Although it was very light, Su Qingsang was still shocked. She was afraid that Zuo Hongchen would hear her, and that would be embarrassing.

She gave him a warning look before continuing to speak.

"Back to work? Okay, I see. When? Tomorrow? Okay. I will. Don't worry I'm not mad."

Huo Jinyao stopped kissing her, and put his arms around her waist instead. It's just that the hands are not very honest, going up for a while, and going down for a while.

"Huo—"

Realizing his excitement, Su Qingsang cleared his throat: "I understand. No need. Really no need. En. I will come to work on time tomorrow."

She twisted Huo Jinyao's messy hand. He was muscular and could hardly be twisted.

If it wasn't for talking, she would have wanted to bite him.

"Thank you Senior Brother Zuo, goodbye Senior Brother Zuo."

Throwing the phone aside, Su Qingsang grabbed his hand and took a bite.

It didn't hurt much, but it made her teeth ache. Letting go of her mouth, she sat upright.

"Huo Jinyao, can you not move around when I'm on the phone next time?"

Huo Jinyao leaned over and gave her a slap on the face again, and there was a flash of anxiety in his eyes: "I touched my wife, why did it become a mess?"

Seeing his rascal appearance, Su Qingsang almost lost his temper.

Forget it, why should she argue with him? Push him away and get up.

Huo Jinyao grabbed her hand immediately.

Third watch. Continue tomorrow. . . Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish you all a happy holiday. Family reunion.