President Ling got slapped in the face again today

Ah Hu muttered dissatisfiedly: "I can only fight and quarrel, you are so careful, why don't you come back and tell them?"

After speaking, slam the door and leave!

He Dongwei and Lingli looked at each other, then she immediately lowered her smiling eyes, reached out and touched Lingli's cheek, and praised: "Who's child is so smart!"

Grabbing her sultry little paw sharply, he looked at her lightly and gently,
"What's wrong?" He Dongwei couldn't help asking,

"You've worked so hard this time."

He stretched his arms around He Dongwei's soft waist, pulled her to him, buried his face in her waist, and remained silent, but his arms tightened more and more.

It's over, he can no longer pretend, he can no longer freely express his lack of love and greed, even narrow-minded emotions,

If he didn't want to scare her away, he could only learn from Xiao Zeyang's way, treat him with every kind of tenderness, infinite tolerance and generosity, and squeeze that person away from her heart bit by bit.

At night, He Dongwei went to see Little Pudding again before going to bed,

When she came back, Ling Li had already turned off the lights and went to sleep.

She lifted the quilt lightly, and her small body, wrapped in the cold outside, broke in.
As soon as he entered the bed, Ling Li hugged him tightly,

For He Dongwei, whose body is slightly cold, the fierce approach is like a living human-shaped heater,
In the past, she was afraid of pressing her wound, so she slept on the outermost side every night, moving until there was nowhere to move, but in the middle of the night, she would always lie in a warm embrace,
But tonight's sharpness is obviously different, the body temperature is obviously as high as a soldering iron, and the enthusiasm is obviously too much,
He buried his face in He Dongwei's neck, and his hands gradually became restless. If it was just a gentle or gradual process, He Dongwei would let him be presumptuous.
But as soon as Ling Li saw that He Dongwei didn't resist, he seemed to go crazy, and the strength increased at once, and he bit her collarbone fiercely,
"Hiss! Ah Li!" He Dongwei directly pushed him away, and the scene of the two of them for the first time suddenly appeared in his mind, subconsciously pulling the quilt tightly, separating them between them, with a sense of defense.

The sharp panting was still there, and he was stunned for several seconds before he could react. The darkness covered up all the bewilderment in his eyes,
Like a child who did something wrong, approached cautiously again, hugging He Dongwei and the quilt in his arms: "Sorry, I scared you."

He Dongwei wanted to reach out her hand, but she was like a frightened bird, tightening her grip all of a sudden, and said in a panic: "I won't touch it, don't go."

It's not that she resists making out with him, she just hopes that he will be gentle and bite when he doesn't come up. She was terrified and unbelievable by the sternness full of love and pity for her,
But his apology and self-blame made her feel bad again—was it because he loved him so much that he lost control?
"If I don't leave, I just want to hug you." She poked her head out to meet her sharp eyes: "Can't you?"

He hugged her fiercely and did not give He Dongwei a chance to hug him. Regardless of whether she was a person or a quilt, she was rolled into a ball and just rubbed into her arms for collection.

In the dark night, the corners of his eyes glowed faintly, and his throat felt a little salty.

"Let's leave the hospital tomorrow!"

He Dongwei was huddled under the quilt, and those who didn't know thought that Ling Li was talking to the ceiling,
"Okay!" He Dongwei's voice was filtered out through a layer of quilt, and the voice was weak, without any emotion at all.

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He Dongwei took both Uncle He and Little Pudding back to the He Family Villa. Uncle He recovered a lot physically, but it was impossible for him to be as strong as before. He hadn't dyed his hair for several months. The temples are completely white, and they are instantly aged a lot,

But the little pudding is different, the little guy is getting more and more energetic, and when he gets hungry, he keeps howling. The whole hall of the He family is just the loudspeaker where he practiced the lion's roar. The noise is so loud that even the little brother can't bear Endured and hid far away,
But the little guy is very well-behaved after being full, but there is one thing that is very annoying, that is, he is afraid of leaving people's arms. Putting him on the bed is like trying to murder him. Once he is in He Dongwei's arms, he changes his face.
In short, He Dongwei almost became conjoined twins with him,
"Miss, you can't hold him all the time. If you spoil him, it will be difficult for you to rest in the future." Aunt Zhou blamed while making milk powder.

"I'm happy to hug him, so I just love him. Look at how good our little pudding is. He won't cry when he hugs him. Godmother can fall asleep as soon as she sings. I don't know how sensible she is."

"Aunt Zhou is ignorant, let's not argue with her, hehe, good boy..."

Aunt Zhou looked at the doting He Dongwei, and shook her head helplessly, but the corners of her eyes could not help but shed tears quietly,

With such a big He family, it would be good to have more popularity.

She is a few years older than Papa He. When Papa He was still a teenager, she came to He's house and watched the father and son, fighting and fighting every day. It was either a cold war or a fight. Every day was peaceful.
At that time, she thought, it would be nice if the house was quiet and peaceful, but it didn't take long before her wish came true. Father He grew up and his wings hardened, so he just flew away.
Later, Yang Li moved in, but her role was like adding an exquisite ice sculpture to the house. The beauty is beautiful, but the temperature was several degrees lower.

For a long time, the servants at home were scared by her repulsive face, and they didn't dare to speak much, and then they got used to it.

She actually looks like that, as long as they behave in a well-behaved manner and don't gossip, she never controls them much.

Then came the return of He Dongwei, which moved Aunt Zhou to tears, especially the restless appearance at the beginning, which was very much like the young master in her impression. If you scold someone, you will eat an extra bowl of rice.

Until some time ago, the family suffered another change. First, Uncle He didn’t come back, then Yang Li moved out, then He Dongwei was kicked out of the house, and finally He Zheng himself was admitted to the hospital.
Aunt Zhou once thought that the He family just broke up like this, but luckily, they made it through...

She secretly wiped her tears in the kitchen, concentrating on making Yang Li's favorite soup,
Yang Li will go home for dinner tonight, He Dongwei specially ordered her to cook, and she is not the only one in the kitchen, the cook and the servants, adding up to nearly ten people, are all in the kitchen urgently preparing for the dinner later.

Years ago, half of the family was lying in the hospital, and the He Group had undergone major reforms, causing a great uproar. The family couldn't even have a reunion dinner together. This time everyone was discharged from the hospital, and He Dongwei impatiently began to Organization'.

He Zheng didn't know what he was busy with, and he and Uncle He were locked in the study all the time.
Aunt Zhou was worried that something was wrong with him, so she quickly asked He Dongwei: "Miss, is the master emotional?" After all, few of the people you invited seemed to be welcomed by the Supreme Emperor.

"It's okay. He's such a big man. I'm not used to him. If he loses his temper, he won't be allowed to sit on the table."

He Dongwei spoke heartlessly, while teasing Little Pudding, she poured all her love on Little Pudding.

But his mouth was stiff, but his body set out honestly, and went to He Zheng's study with Little Pudding in his arms.

"Grandpa, am I coming in?" He Dongwei knocked on the door twice perfunctorily and broke in directly.

She actually suspected that the two of them were discussing some ulterior secrets inside, so she came in impatiently.

I didn't expect these two old guys to play Go in the study room. No wonder they stayed there for so long and they were so quiet.

If in the past, they usually liked to play chess in the corridor of the side hall, but now they changed to the study room, probably because they were forced by Little Pudding.

Seeing that the two old men didn't respond after she came in, He Dongwei sent the little pudding to He Zheng in a wicked way: "Come, let the grandpa hug him, let him be lucky."

He Zheng looked disgusted and didn't start, but his hands came out, and he connected the little pudding firmly, as if he was holding a big gold ingot, but he was so soft that He Zheng's hands and feet were so soft. are not coordinated,

"Oh! Look at what you're doing, you've messed up a good chess game," He Zheng blamed He Dongwei,
"Oh! I have seen what it means to be old and shameless. Your hands are shaking before the meal is over. Do I think I am blind?" Uncle He cursed angrily,

He just has a temper, and he can listen to him in everything he usually does, but he can't play chess, and regretting chess is a capital offense for him, not to mention He Zheng's cheating,

Don't think he didn't see it, just now he deliberately lowered his hand to pick up the child, and let the corner of the quilt mess up the chess game he was going to win,

This old stubborn donkey is too dark, tui.

Uncle He scolded obscenities in his heart, and didn't have a good face on the surface. He put away his white chess and said, "I don't care. Let's start again. This time I won't leave any face to you."

This old guy just couldn't afford to lose, so he used the dirty trick.

"I need you to give me face. If this kid didn't get involved, I would definitely win this game!" He Zheng played tricks,

Ever since he was cheated of all his property by He Dongwei and became the most "smiling and distressing" grandfather in the hot search, it seems that he has opened up his second line of Ren and Du, and lost all the face he cared about before. Now, playing tricks without any scruples.

Anyway, I don't have any face anymore, so I just liberated my nature.

"Stop playing, you can help me watch the little pudding for a while, they will be back soon." He Dongwei persuaded, wanting to find a chance to chat with He Zheng, and remember to give him a good face later,

But He Zheng acted as if he didn't hear it, and put the child back into He Dongwei's hands: "You let me see such a small child? You don't respect the old and don't love the young, so you have been raising you for so many years."

"My chess piece is playing well, what's the trouble, get out!" He Zheng issued a serious order to evict the guest,
"Weiwei, I'm here!" Zou Xiaoxiao's loud voice broke into the study directly from the living room,
He Dongwei glanced at the unshakable He Zheng, so she had no choice but to go out to receive Little Pudding in her arms.
"Old man, what's the matter with the children? You're so shameless that you can't be ashamed to have a good meal with him?" Uncle He said while collecting the chess pieces.

After He Dongwei went out, He Zheng's acting skills couldn't continue, his face was as black as charcoal, and he was scolded by Uncle He and caught fire.
"Stop playing, pretend to be awesome with your own professionalism, who is disgusting?"

Uncle He has won many Go championships since the beginning of his life, and he retired only after meeting his opponents. He dared not play Go for many years, because he was afraid that he would become addicted to "killing".
But he dares to swear that he has never pretended to be awesome, let alone bully the weak,