Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

Yan Zhanfeng and Yan Qinghuan's eyebrows and eyes were full of melancholy, and the light in his eyes lit up. Mommy really likes Daddy, and she is also very disappointed that she can't take care of Daddy!

It's all Daddy's fault, he is engaged to Bai Yiran even though he likes Mommy!

Yan Zhanfeng looked around, and then approached Yan Qinghuan's ear mysteriously, "Mum, let me tell you in secret, I saw Uncle Huo covering you with a blanket the other day, Uncle Huo must like you."

Yan Qinghuan: ...

"Xiaofeng, did you have a fever, did you see it in a dream?" Yan Qinghuan had a ghostly expression on his face.

Yan Zhanfeng shook his head, "I'm not dreaming, Uncle Huo is leaning on a cane, and it took a lot of effort to cover it for you."

Yan Qinghuan thought of Huo Sihan helping her cover the quilt once not long ago, and couldn't help sighing, it seems that she saved Huo Sihan from the fire scene regardless of the danger of her life, and awakened a little bit of his conscience.

"Xiaofeng, covering the blanket has nothing to do with liking, do you understand?"

Yan Zhanfeng shook his head, "Daddy must have covered you with a blanket because he was afraid that you would be cold. If he doesn't like you, why would he be afraid that you will be cold?"

"Because Mommy is his savior!" Yan Qinghuan pinched Xiaofeng's cheeks with a smile, "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and I saved his life. Isn't it natural for him to cover me with a blanket?" ?”

Yan Zhanfeng's eyes lit up, "Mum, then you can ask Uncle Huo to make a promise to you!"

Yan Qinghuan: ...

"Xiaofeng, be good, promise Mommy, you will never watch those messy TV series again! What kind of promise, delete it from your dictionary!"

Yan Zhanfeng scratched his little head.

When Yan Qinghuan got off work, Huo Sihan happened to be going out too, so he glanced at Yan Qinghuan, "I'll see you off on the way."

Yan Qing smiled and waved her hands, "No need, Mr. Huo, you are too polite."

"There is only one driver left at home. Will you walk or I will walk?"

Yan Qinghuan had no choice but to sit in the same car with Huo Sihan, and the two of them sat on each side, with a cow in the middle.

As soon as she got in the car, Yan Qinghuan's cell phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number, so she pressed it.As a result, the other party came back reluctantly.

Yan Qinghuan had no choice but to cover the phone with her hands and connected the call.

"Qing Huan, I'm Zhao Jun."

"Zhao Jun?" Yan Qinghuan couldn't remember who it was for a moment, and after searching in his mind, he found the number, "Why do you have my phone number?"

When Huo Sihan heard the word Zhao Jun, he subconsciously sat up straight.

"It's a coincidence. I was drinking with my director friend a few days ago. I mentioned you. He said he knew you and your contact information. You haven't added me since you took my business card last time. It should be I was too busy and forgot, so I asked him for your number with the cheek, you won't blame me, will you?"

You have said it like this, and I want to blame you, isn't that too ignorant of the world?
"It's ok."

"Have you gotten off work?"

"Yeah." Boredom was written all over Yan Qinghuan's face, she looked at the car window, only to see Huo Sihan sitting over, she hurriedly covered her phone, and asked him silently, "What are you doing?"

Huo Sihan laughed, and suddenly said, "Yan Qinghuan, have you washed the dishes? Mopped the floor? You're actually on the phone! Half a month's salary will be deducted from you!"

Yan Qinghuan: ...

Huo Sihan is definitely sick, very sick!
Hearing Huo Sihan's voice, Zhao Jun hurriedly said, "You're still busy, then I won't bother you."