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

The old man named the little girl Huo Rouze, and Xu Yu gave her a nickname Chuyi.

Clara took the initiative to place Chuchu's household registration in Lan Palace. She believed that Tingsen would do the same if he were here.

The old Duke was both regretful and happy at the same time. It would be great if Leon was here.

Almost half a month later, Aunt Tong discovered that the young lady did have a beautiful facial mole on her face. It was small, brown, and very beautiful.

After giving birth to Chu Chu, Xu Yu suffered from a severe physical deficit and stayed in the hospital for half a month before returning home.

Coincidentally, Xu Beixi, who had a caesarean section, lived next door to her.

This morning, when Chaochao was sent by Huo Bei, Xu Yu was still awake.

The child trotted to the crib, a pair of beautiful pupils looking steadily at the child in front of him.

Chuchu woke up.

The little girl's pupils were like Xu Yu's, as black as obsidian.

Not only that, Chuchu also has beautiful light brown hair. When she grows up, she will be as beautiful as a beauty in an oil painting.

After watching for a while, Chaochao suddenly frowned and woke up Xu Yu worriedly. She said in a vague voice: "Mom, Mom, why is Chuchu ignoring me?"

Hearing this, Xu Yu lost his sleepiness and rubbed Chaochao's little head: "Chuchu may not be awake yet, Zaizai, don't worry, Chuchu will definitely like our brother Chaochao."

"Mom..." Chaochao felt a little aggrieved, but didn't say anything.

After a while, Aunt Tong came to the hospital with breakfast and placed the food on the dining table. She smiled and hugged Chuchu: "Madam, the little miss is very good. Chaochao often cried when he was a child, but this child doesn't cry much."

"Very well-behaved indeed." Xu Yu and Chao Chao sat down to have breakfast together.

As if thinking of something, Xu Yu frowned, suddenly put down his chopsticks, and walked to Aunt Tong: "I'll give Chu Yi a hug."

Aunt Tong put the child in her arms.

Xu Yu looked worried, lowered his head and kissed the child's forehead, with a gentle voice: "Chuchu, it's mom."

Faced with this kind of intimacy, the child didn't react at all. He just raised his eyelids and still looked at himself without knowing where he was looking.

Xu Yu's heart sank, and she said softly: "Chuchu, would you like to take a look at your mother?"

The child still ignored her and was completely immersed in his own world.

Seeing this, Aunt Tong comforted her: "Madam, the child is too young. When the little lady is older, she will know how to kiss her mother."

Xu Yu nodded, she could only comfort herself like this.

I hope she and her third brother Chuchu can grow up healthily.

At this moment, in the next ward, Xu Bei looked forward to the child in his arms, bit his lip, and looked at him with resentment.

Why can't it be a boy?

Girls can be girls, they are all descendants of the Huo family.

At this time, Huo Huaishu walked in, glanced at Xu Beixi, and said casually: "I saw Xu Yu's child today. That little girl is very cute."

"Brother Huaishu, what do you mean?" Xu Beixi asked with red eyes.

Doesn't this mean she is ugly?

Huo Huaishu walked over, took his daughter into his arms, and comforted Xu Beixi: "Xixi, don't think too much, I don't mean anything. Our daughter is also good-looking."

But it's still a little inferior to that kid at Chui Yi.

Only then was Xu Beixi satisfied.

But when she thought that Xu Yu had given birth to a little boy for the Huo family, she felt bad.

Xu Beixi rolled her eyes, bit her lip, and said delicately: "Brother Huaishu, why don't we have another child when I get better? Otherwise, Tangtang will be too lonely alone."

Their child is called Huo Zhitang, nicknamed Tangtang.

Huo Huaishu looked down at his daughter, frowned when he heard this, and raised his voice: "We will talk about the future later. You take good care of yourself."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xu Beixi didn't dare to say anything more.

……

When she was three months old, Momoyama found out that the little girl had autism.

Xu Yu couldn't accept this at all.

But the fact was like an abyss lying in front of her, and she had to accept it no matter what.

……

One sunny spring day, Xu Yu was sitting in a rocking chair in the small garden in the front yard, holding her five-month-old Chu Chu.

The breeze blew slowly, and the little girl in her arms suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Xu Yu, and continued to sleep peacefully.

Chaochao is two years old. It has been more than a year and the child has not forgotten his father.

The most difficult moment for Xu Yu every day is when Chaochao asks her when her father will come back.

She tried every means to coax her child, but she was extremely confused.

Three brothers...

Her third brother will never come back.

After that night, she never went to the cemetery again. More than a year later, she still couldn't face it.

Unable to face that Huo Tingsen has really left her.

Xu Yu leaned back in the rocking chair and looked at Nanshan in the distance with a long gaze.

The mountains are green and the clouds are chaotic. It is a pity that the third brother will never see such beautiful scenery again.

At this moment, Kashima.

Ludao is surrounded by the sea. The plants on the island are evergreen all year round. A beautifully designed villa stands among the greenery.

Among the lush greenery, there is a clean crystal coffin. Huo Tingsen is lying quietly in it, without any breath of life. He has been lying like this for more than a year.

The little god came over with a pile of green leaves, put the leaves aside, lay on the crystal coffin and looked at the man inside.

She blinked: "Huo Tingsen, why are you so stubborn?"

"What are you muttering about?" Sui Yan pushed aside the thick plants and walked in.

He looked at the little god, then at Huo Tingsen, and sighed in his heart: "Can he still live?"

As soon as he heard this, the little god was immediately discouraged: "Do you think resurrecting from the dead is that simple? Huo Tingsen was too obsessed with it in his previous life. He used his own blood to cast a spell and forever locked his soul in Xu Yu's favorite jasmine flower. , and now he dies among the jasmine flowers.

The connection between souls is so deep that if the cursed soul dies, other souls will naturally not survive. Therefore, after Huo Tingsen's soul died completely in his previous life, Huo Tingsen's soul is now equivalent to being taken away, and naturally he will not be able to survive. "

"Then why did you ask me to bring him back?" Suiyan asked, holding back his anger.

No one knows how much he likes Lu Chun and how much he hates this little god.

Every time she comes out, his Shika Chun disappears.

Suiyan hasn't seen Lu Chun for more than a year, and now he wants to strangle the little god to death.

The little god glared at him: "Do you want you to take care of it?"

"..."

Sui Yan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists loudly.

The little god smiled happily and ordered him as a matter of course: "You, open the crystal coffin."

Sui Yan sneered and opened the crystal coffin.

The little god put a green leaf in Huo Tingsen's hand. After a while, the green leaf turned into nothingness.

She placed a few more leaves, and in the end, these leaves would turn into nothingness.

Fortunately it didn't turn yellow.

The leaves of Deer Chun can make the difference between life and death. If the leaves turn yellow, the person will definitely die.

The little god pursed his lips, glanced at Suiyan with a dark face, and said thoughtfully: "We have to steal his firstborn son."