Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

As soon as these words came out, Xu Yu immediately looked at the child expectantly, with a pair of bright fox eyes shining brightly.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear the child speak again.

Xu Yu felt a bit disappointed, but still kissed the child's cheek gently.

"Ma...mama." Suddenly, the child's intermittent milky voice was heard, and the hope that had just fallen in Xu Yu's heart was suddenly rekindled. He looked at the child in surprise, "Chaochao, were you calling mom just now?"

The child was lying in Huo Tingsen's arms, staring at Xu Yu with a pair of round pupils.

Huo Tingsen also raised the corners of his lips and raised his hand to rub Xu Yu's hair, "I am indeed calling you."

Like most parents, Xu Yu was so excited when her child said "Mom" for the first time that she will never forget it.

That night, Xu Yu lay in Huo Tingsen's arms. After hesitating for a moment, he pursed his lips and asked, "Third brother, do you see the plum blossoms on Zaizai's arm?"

"Yeah." Huo Tingsen wrapped his arms around Xu Yu's slender waist, tilted his head and put his chin on the top of her hair, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low: "It's okay, don't worry."

Momoyama told him about this two days ago.

Xu Yu frowned her delicate eyebrows and nestled in Huo Tingsen's arms. The bright red jasmine flower on her exposed white back seemed to be blooming on her back.

"Third brother, I'm scared." Xu Yu's voice was very low, like a gentle spring breeze blowing, "If anything happens to Chao Chao, I... I will never forgive myself."

Huo Tingsen patted her back comfortingly and said, "It's okay, Xu Yu. Trust me, the child will be fine."

Listening to the man's deep voice, the fear in Xu Yu's heart was reduced a bit, and the folded and delicate eyebrows slowly relaxed.

Rubbing Xu Yu's waist with clean fingertips a few times, Huo Tingsen's eyes darkened, and he turned over and pressed her under him.

He leaned down and kissed Xu Yu's delicate and slender collarbone. He clasped her wrist with his long, sharply knuckled fingers and said in a low voice: "Baby, aren't you going to sleep tonight?"

"Yes." Xu Yu nodded with a gentle attitude, raised his arms and wrapped them around Huo Tingsen's neck. His black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his head and kissed the man's thin lips.

Huo Tingsen grabbed her waist hard and easily took the initiative between the two.

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On the wedding day of Huo Huaishu and Xu Beixi, Xu Yu got up early in the morning. After washing, he went to the cloakroom wrapped in a light pink bathrobe.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Xu Yu glanced in the mirror.

His eyes touched the purple hickey on his neck, and his eyes twitched.

Huo Tingsen seemed to be crazy last night and almost ate her alive.

Without thinking, Xu Yu also guessed that it was because of Huo Huaishu.

Huo Tingsen is too stingy. Xu Yu complained in his heart while putting foundation on his neck. He has given birth to the child, can she still cheat? Forget it about cheating, do you want to go back to the cheating?

I really don’t know what Huo Tingsen thinks?

After applying foundation, Xu Yu put on bright makeup, then stood up and took out a copper-green suspender dress from the closet, put it on, and then curled her hair with a curling iron.

Leaving the master bedroom, Xu Yu came downstairs and saw Huo Tingsen sitting on the sofa with his child in his arms, answering the phone with one hand.

It was probably a work call, Huo Tingsen seemed to be speaking French.

Xu Yu walked over, took the child out of his arms, walked into the restaurant, lowered his head and kissed the child's cheek, "Good morning, Zaizai."

The child seemed not to have woken up yet, and was too sleepy to wave to Xu Yu.

After breakfast, they set off to the hotel, with Aunt Tong taking care of Chaochao.

Along the way, Huo Tingsen was dealing with work.

When he was approaching the hotel, Xu Yu sighed inwardly, moved towards Huo Tingsen, and gently took his arm, "Third brother, I can't run, why are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Huo Tingsen tilted his head and glanced at her, and Xu Yu blinked in confusion, as if he was asking: What's not jealous?

Huo Tingsen pulled the corners of his lips coldly, moved his eyes to the computer screen, and continued to operate the keyboard with his clean fingertips. His voice was cold and majestic, and his words were sonorous: "He is not worthy of making me jealous."

Xu Yu became even more curious: "Then why are you so unhappy today?"

"Old man?" Huo Tingsen closed the computer with a "snap" this time, hooked his arm around Xu Yu's waist, hugged the girl to his lap, pinched Xu Yu's fair chin and raised her face, looking coldly Staring at her coldly, "Xu Yu, can you say it again?"

Only a ghost can say that Xu Yu immediately put his arms around Huo Tingsen's neck and kissed him flatteringly: "Third brother, I was wrong, I was wrong. You are not old at all, you are very young."

As soon as these words came out, Huo Tingsen resisted the desire to beat his wife and frowned helplessly, raised the baffle, then pressed Xu Yu on the baffle, pinched her slender waist and kissed her.

Xu Yu put his soft white arms on the man's shoulders and cursed Huo Tingsen in his heart, a stingy one.

When Xu Yu arrived at the wedding venue, she looked around and found that everyone present looked at her with surprise and disbelief.

Xu Yu smiled lightly. These people just didn't expect her to wake up. I'm afraid they all took advantage of this opportunity to give Huo Tingsen a woman.

Xu Yu thought to herself that she had to torture her third brother well when she got home and ask if anyone had seduced him while she was in coma.

Huo Huaishu was entertaining guests in the front hall. When his eyes met Huo Tingsen and Xu Yu, his pupils shrank and then returned to normal.

Xu Yu handed him the red envelope and said calmly: "Happy wedding."

"Thank you." Huo Huaishu responded, his tone obviously a little abnormal.

Xu Yu pursed her lips and took Huo Tingsen's arm to leave.

"Huo San'er, is your boy five months old?" Shen Zheng asked. Shen Qiu joined the army last year and he came to the wedding alone.

Huo Tingsen glanced at him: "Is something wrong?"

Shen Zheng frowned and sighed helplessly: "A child in the clan recently lived with her mother in the Shen family. She was only five or six months old. She cried heartbreakingly all day long and never stopped. The noise lasted for an hour and I wanted to beat her to death. Is your house also noisy day and night?"

Huo Tingsen smoked a cigarette, exhaled the smoke slowly, and said in a soothing and low voice: "My child is okay. He sometimes cries twice at night, but usually he is hungry, so he feeds him some milk powder and goes back to sleep."

"Chaochao is still good." Shen Zheng sighed, then raised his eyes and glanced at Huo Tingsen, "Why didn't you bring Chaochao over today?"

Huo Tingsen raised his eyebrows, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the table, and smiled: "I'm sleeping at home. This child's schedule is opposite to ours."

Listening to their conversation, Xu Yu couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, peeking at Huo Tingsen like a treasure.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a cigarette between his fingertips, he was discussing how many times the child cried at night, and it was not inconsistent at all.