After breaking up, he was stalked and kissed by his ex uncle

Su Qing tilted her head and looked out the window. A hot air balloon was slowly descending from the sky, and a huge wall of rose heart-shaped flowers hung below the hot air balloon.

A row of champagne-colored roses is interspersed in the middle of the delicate red rose wall, and those roses form four numbers.

4852.

—belonging to their common memory.

Now it's time to get off work, the employees of Fanmo Group walked out of the group gate, and suddenly saw the hot air balloons falling slowly from the sky, stopping to take pictures.

"I'll go, what a big heart-shaped rose, which god's masterpiece is this?"

"The wall of roses seems to have stopped outside the window of the CEO's office, is it a surprise prepared by the boss for the boss's wife?"

"It seems so!!! Because the password of President Su's office is 5248, the number written on the rose wall is 4852. It should be a code between them."

"Let's lean, lean, lean, it's so romantic."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha, why did I suddenly think of the drone that confessed to President Su?"

"So, is Huo always secretly competing with President Su's suitor? Hahahahahaha, this man's damn desire to win is so cute."

"It's Mr. Huo who wants to make romance. Mr. Huo will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move! Look at this hot air balloon, this giant heart-shaped rose wall, romance is dead, okay? The little rose from the drone is simply weak gone."

"Six! Mr. Huo is so numb this time."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ."

In the president's office on the top floor.

Huo Xichen hugged Su Qing from behind, his chin rested on her shoulder, and he tilted his head to kiss her neck lightly, "Do you like it?"

"like."

In late autumn in Jiangcheng, the night comes early.

The hot air balloon moved slowly in the afterglow of the setting sun, the night gradually fell, and the city fell into darkness.

Su Qing was a little curious, "Is there a power outage?"

at this time.

The LED screen outside the building opposite them suddenly lit up.

Su Qing's photos appeared on it, and the photos flashed one by one. Su Qing suddenly noticed something while looking at it.

The clothes in these photos...

She tilted her head and asked Huo Xichen, "You took the picture?"

"Well, from the first reunion with you to today, a total of one hundred pictures."

The lights on the LED screen flickered on and off.

After her photo ended, a simple love sentence appeared on it, [Su Qing, I love you.Your sinking. 】

He held her face in his arms and kissed densely, his lips fell on her ear, and said softly: "The sun is setting, baby, my love for you will never end."

She turned around and hooked his neck, "Huo Xishen, I love you too."

Huo Xichen chuckled, and lowered his head to her forehead.

"Qingqing, our first hundred days are here."

"Ah."

There will be many, many more...

-

Small theater dividing line:

boom!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and Cuihua made her debut again. In order to satisfy the curiosity of all the babies, Cuihua prepared a steel ruler to venture into Jinyuan today.

Wish me luck babes.

In the dark and windy night, when you can't see your fingers, Cuihua, wearing night clothes and a black mask, sneaks into Jinyuan Villa.

Cuihua made great strides all the way, and touched Huo Xichen's bedroom.

In the bedroom, Cuihua looked at the man lying on the bed and rubbed her fingers excitedly.

Hey hey hey.

Man, you've managed to get my attention.

May I have a chance today.

With excited heart and trembling hands, Cuihua took out a tape measure from her pocket, bent down, and slowly and wretchedly lifted the black quilt on the bed.

Come, come, come.

Just at this juncture!

A big hand pinches Cuihua's wrist.

The man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked at Cuihua with a pair of long and narrow eyes with a cold light.

Damn.

Was discovered.

"Well, I didn't intend to lift your quilt on purpose, it was those old perverts who asked me to come...to measure..."

A sneer overflowed from Huo Xi's thin lips, "Woman, you are playing with fire!"

"No, no, I'm playing with you."

"court death!"

bang.

In the next second, Cuihua was kicked out of the sky.

There was a shout of pickled cauliflower in the distance, "I will definitely come back... Babes, trust me... Next time I will definitely measure...measure...measure..."

Small Theater [-]:

Cuihua: Mr. Huo, our reader baby is very curious, didn't you have wheat-colored skin before?How come it's cold white now.

Su Qing nodded: That's right, weren't you wheat-colored before?

Huo Xichen hugged Su Qing into his arms.

Gritting her teeth, he pinched her waist and said: Aren't those little fresh meats you peeked at all cold white skinned?

Cuihua suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

Huo Baba secretly oiled his skin.

Sao.

Sure enough, it's still Huo Bahao!