Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

Counting the time, the Qiao family banquet should be in progress and not over yet.

So, did Huo Xizhou not go to Qiao's house... or did he go to Qiao's house, and Qiao's father and Ye Qinqin were dissatisfied with him, so he left early?

Qiao Zheng thought about it, but couldn't help but say, "Huo Xizhou, why are you..."

She was about to ask, when suddenly a siren sounded not far away, and it was the police who had arrived at the scene!

As soon as the police arrived, Qiao Zheng explained the situation and handed it over to the police.

While the police were arresting gangsters and collecting some criminal evidence, Qiao Zheng had a shadowy heart about this place, so she led Little Moon a little farther away.

In the distance, she found a car, and took a closer look...it was an expensive Maybach, and there was no one in the car.

"Whose car is this?"

Qiao Zheng was puzzled, and looked back at Huo Xizhou.

During the fight, the man rolled up his cuffs, revealing a slender wrist, and by the way, the watch he was wearing.

The watch he was wearing, if it wasn't a fake, would be very expensive!

For some reason, a ridiculous guess came to Qiaozheng's mind, and she asked him tentatively, "Huo Xizhou, this car...is yours?"

Huo Xizhou's eyes turned cold, and he remembered that the little woman had identified him as a male publicist, and now was not the time to explain.

As well as his identity, it is not appropriate to disclose it in Tongcheng, the less people know, the better!

Thinking of this, he casually replied: "Why, Miss Qiao hopes... I am rich?"

Qiao Zheng choked: "I'm just asking, how can I think so."

After a while, she also had an answer, and subconsciously said to him: "I knew it wasn't yours, how could you be a male PR..."

Before finishing the fight, thinking of him saving her, Qiaozheng stopped talking a little annoyed, and hurriedly explained to him: "Huo Xizhou, don't be angry, I have no other intentions, it's just this car...it's quite expensive, Most people can't afford to drive it, just like my car is so different from it!"

Looking at the little woman worried about his misunderstanding, Huo Xizhou said lightly: "I'm not angry, the car is not mine."

As soon as he said this, Little Moon's eyes widened. Uncle lied! ! !

Obviously this car belongs to my uncle!

Could it be... Uncle has something to hide?

Thinking about it, Little Moon approached Huo Xizhou, exchanged glances with him, and waved to him.

The next moment, Huo Xizhou squatted down and heard the little girl quietly ask: "Uncle, is this your little secret?"

Huo Xizhou's thin lips curled slightly, and he rubbed the little girl's little head: "Well, can Little Moon help keep it secret?"

In an instant, Little Moon's immature face was full of seriousness: "Yes, I will keep it a secret for uncle!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her little finger, and Huo Xizhou cooperated with her to check, proving that the two had reached an agreement.

Afterwards, Huo Xizhou remembered the little girl's hesitant expression before the police car arrived.

"Miss Qiao, what are you planning to ask before?"

He looked at Qiao Zheng with a cold pool in his eyes, without any warmth.

This made Qiao Zheng's scalp tingle, and to avoid the man's suspicion, he couldn't ask: "No...it's nothing."

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The police checked Qiao Zheng's car and confirmed that someone had maliciously deflated her.

Since the cemetery was in the suburbs and a record was to be made, the police took Qiao Zheng and his party back to the police station.

After completing the notes, it was already early morning when he left the police station.

Usually at this time, Little Moon had already fallen asleep, but now she squinted her eyes and yawned.

Seeing this, Qiao Zheng was about to pick up her daughter, but she didn't want her to look eagerly at Huo Xizhou.

Huo Xizhou didn't care about his injuries, picked up Little Moon and left.

There was a policewoman on duty next to her, and she felt envious when she saw this scene, and praised Qiao Zheng: "Your husband is not only good at fighting, subduing criminals, protecting you well, but also a father who loves his daughter."

Misunderstood by the policewoman, Qiao Zheng wanted to deny it, but seeing Huo Xizhou walking away, she followed quickly.

The policewoman looked at the backs of the three. The mother was beautiful, the father was handsome, and the daughter was cute, warm and harmonious.

When Qiao Zheng thought that her daughter was looking for her father's love in Huo Xizhou, she worried that her daughter would form a kind of dependence.

So as soon as she walked out of the police station, she walked forward quickly: "Little Moon, hug me."

Little Moon still wanted to be hugged by her uncle, so she secretly glanced at her mother, and then, like a little ostrich, buried her head in Huo Xizhou's neck to escape.

For this, Qiao Zheng was a little funny and a little sour. Her daughter always liked her hug the most, but now she turned into Huo Xizhou!

Tongcheng is in the early autumn, and sycamore trees are planted on the streets. Under the illumination of street lamps at night, purple and white sycamore flowers can be seen all over the place.

It happened that a sycamore flower fell on Little Moon's body.

"Uncle, I was hit by Huahua!"

Little Moon said and picked up the sycamore flower, and the treasurer handed it to Huo Xizhou.

The man took the sycamore flower and pinned it to the little girl's ear.

"Does it look good?"

Little Moon's eyes sparkled, and she asked with anticipation.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Following Huo Xizhou's nod, Little Moon turned her eyes and pointed at Qiao Zheng: "Mom wants to..."

Before Qiaozheng recovered her senses, Huo Xizhou picked one up and put it in her ear.

Little Moon didn't feel that she betrayed her mother at all, so she asked expectantly, "Uncle, isn't my mother pretty?"

Qiao Zheng was momentarily stunned: "..."

Huo Xizhou took a look at the little woman. There was a certain height difference between the two of them. Qiao Zheng was wrapped in his coat, which almost covered the buttocks, reflecting a bit of petiteness.

At this moment, her long hair was scattered, and her slightly curly hair tails were hanging down on her chest. With a clean face, she looked pure and lustful.

In terms of beauty, she has the capital to be pitied by men...

"Well, it's beautiful."

In the end, the man affirmed Qiao Zheng's beauty, but his tone was cold.

Qiao Zheng bit her lips, feeling an unspeakable shyness in her ears as the man pinned the sycamore flower on her ears.

Little Moon struggled to get off the ground, picked up a sycamore flower, and wanted to pin it to the man's ear with her own hands: "Uncle wants to..."

Huo Xizhou declined the little girl's kindness: "Uncle is a man, wearing flowers is not good-looking."

"No, uncle is the best!"

Little Moon reached out to hold Huo Xizhou's big palm, and stuffed the sycamore flower into his palm, her little face was full of seriousness: "Uncle is prettier than Dad..."

Hearing this, Qiaozheng's heart skipped a beat, and she hastily stretched out her hand to grab her daughter: "Honey, don't make trouble with uncle, be obedient."

At this time, a taxi drove up ahead, and Qiao Zheng hurriedly stopped it.

She took Little Moon to get into the car, and Little Moon looked at Huo Xizhou: "Uncle, don't you want to go together?"

Huo Xizhou stood on the steps, not intending to get into the car: "No, it's time for uncle to go home."

"Horse Island..."

For some unknown reason, Qiao Zheng called the man by his name.

In the silent night, the street lamp lightly fell on the man, adding a touch of coolness to him.

This time, the two may not see each other again.

Deep in her heart, there was struggle, guilt, and unwillingness.

He saved her, she shouldn't want to take advantage of it, should she?

"Huo Xizhou, are you talking about a girlfriend now?"

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