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

Huo Lingdong curled his lips and said softly: "He is very good to me."

From her face, Ye Wenxin saw a long-lost sense of relaxation and comfort.

He lowered his eyes and smiled.

sorry for what?

Isn't that what you want?

As long as she is happy, nothing else matters.

Later, Ye Wenxin sent Huo Lingdong to the Shen family.

After getting off the car, Huo Rendong walked to the driver's seat, raised his hand and knocked on the window.

Ye Wenxin lowered the car window, looked at her with curled lips, and rested her elbows on the car window, looking carefree.

"Can't bear to leave my brother?"

"No."

Huo Lingdong curled her lips and smiled at him, "Brother, Happy New Year."

"..." Ye Wenxin paused, raised his hand and rubbed the top of the girl's black and soft hair, "Happy New Year, Huo Xiaoliu."

When Huo Lingdong appeared in the old house, Shen Zheng was doing work in the study.

New Year is just a noun to him.

Qin Linshuang was sitting in the living room eating snacks and watching the Spring Festival Gala, when suddenly she caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye.

"Damn it."

Qin Linshuang was so frightened that she immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran into the kitchen with bare feet and hugged the nanny.

"Mother Liu, there is a ghost, a female ghost. Help."

Listening to her trembling voice, Huo Lingdong smiled and walked to the kitchen door.

"Linshuang, it's me."

The light shone on her body. She was wearing a light blue long down jacket and a white scarf on her arms.

Seeing the person coming, Qin Linshuang immediately threw herself into her arms, "Ah ah ah ah ah, sister-in-law, why are you here? I thought it was a ghost. But sister-in-law, if you are not celebrating the New Year at home, why are you here?"

"Celebrate the New Year with you and Shen Zheng." Huo Lingdong patted her head and asked her where Shen Zheng was.

Qin Linshuang stretched out a finger and pointed upstairs.

"He works in the study."

Huo Lingdong frowned, "Working during the New Year?"

Qin Linshuang nodded seriously, "Really, Shen Zheng is like this. I remember one year he abandoned my two children, Shen Qiu and I, at home, and went to Europe to negotiate contracts by himself. Who knows how I spent that New Year? .”

"This won't happen again in the future." Huo Rendong glanced at the living room and asked, "Didn't Xiaoqiu come back from the army?"

"She has a temporary assignment and probably won't be able to come back for the New Year this year."

Huo Lingdong nodded, then took off his coat and handed the down jacket and scarf to the nanny.

In the study, Shen Zheng was holding a multinational meeting.

He pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and his expression was not good.

The people on the other side were shivering, hoping that the storm would come slower.

Just when Shen Zheng was about to open his mouth to teach someone, there was a sudden "click."

Huo Lingdong walked in from the outside, stood at the door, stretched out his arms towards him, "Surprise."

Shen Zheng rarely froze for a moment. His eyes fell firmly on Huo Lingdong, as if he was confirming whether the woman in front of him was real or fake.

Seeing him sitting there blankly, Huo Lingdong pursed his lips, walked over with a smile, lowered his body and hugged his neck.

She sat in his arms and kissed his cheek with her pink lips, "Shen Zheng, Happy New Year."

It wasn't until this moment that Shen Zheng was sure that the woman in front of him was real.

On New Year's Eve, Huo Lingdong appeared in front of him.

Regardless of closing the computer, Shen Zheng pressed her back with one hand, clasped the back of her head with the other, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Huo Lingdong put her arms around his neck and pressed her lower back against the desk.

The person on the other side of the video conference could only see the woman’s back in a white sweater.

The people present looked at each other.

It seems that I bumped into Mr. Shen's good deeds.

At this time, Assistant Shen Zheng on the other side of the line suddenly coughed lightly.

"That's it for today's meeting. Mr. Shen is celebrating the New Year."

Immediately, the assistant turned off the video conference.

Everyone: "..."

They are not blind.

Is this the Chinese New Year?

This is obviously trying to pick up girls.

In the study, Shen Zheng hugged her and kissed her, his big hands gradually moving up her waistline.

He easily opened the hidden buttons of her underwear.

Huo Rendong winced, buried her face in his arms and let out a cry.

Shen Zheng's eyes turned red and the veins on his forehead bulged from the sound.

He waved away the things on the desk and put the woman in his arms on the table.

Then he held her chin and kissed her.

At one o'clock in the morning, Huo Lingdong was lying on the bed, his fair arms weakly resting on the quilt, his black hair slightly messy, and his fair neck covered with hickeys.

With the sound of gurgling water ringing in his ears, Huo Lingdong half-opened his eyes and turned over on the bed.

Her knee hurt a little, and she rubbed it with her hands.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, and Shen Zheng came out wearing a bathrobe, holding a bottle of bruise medicine in his hand.

He walked to the bed and sat down, reaching into the quilt, holding Huo Lingdong's ankles and pulling her legs out.

His knees were a little bruised, and Shen Zheng frowned.

Huo Lingdong thought he would say to be gentler next time, but she didn't expect to hear him say: "Put a soft cushion on the desk next time."

"..."

Huo Lingdong pursed his lips and looked at him intently for a while, then decisively stretched out his foot and kicked him.

Shen Zheng smiled and slapped her soles, "Why is such a quiet little girl so good at kicking people?"

Huo Lingdong: "..."

Seeing her shyness, Shen Zheng teased her again, "Don't cover yourself with the quilt first, let the ointment on your knees dry."

"I know." Huo Lingdong said gloomily.

Shen Zheng took the medicine into the bathroom and washed his hands.

When he came out, Huo Lingdong had already worn a black floral suspender skirt and was sitting on the bed in a daze.

Shen Zheng walked over, raised his hand to hug her, squeezed her fingers, "Tell me, why are you here?"

"I don't want to say it." Huo Lingdong put her chin on his shoulder and pursed her lips. The man's fresh bath fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

Huo Lingdong buried the tip of his nose into the crook of his neck and smelled it, asking like a child, "What did you use? It smells so good."

"You also have normal shower gel." Shen Zheng patted her back.

She was very thin, a small ball in his arms.

Huo Lingdong frowned, his beautiful eyebrows stained with a bit of unhappiness.

"Shen Zheng, have you always been like this during Chinese New Year?"

Hearing this, Shen Zheng suddenly smiled, tilted his head and kissed her earlobe, "Are you unhappy because of this?"

"Yes." Huo Rendong put her arms around his neck, knelt on his lap and looked at him, her soft fingertips roaming around his face.

She said: "Speak quickly."

Shen Zheng leaned on the bedside, holding her slender waist with his hands. He looked very happy, and his usually cold eyebrows seemed to be tinged with warmth.

"Xiaoqiu will be more lively when he is at home."

The old man has not been back to China to celebrate the New Year for more than ten years. He has long been used to being alone.

Hearing this, Huo Rendong bit her lip, and she threw herself into the man's arms again.

"Are you feeling distressed?" Shen Zheng asked, stroking her hair.

Huo Lingdong nodded, "I will celebrate the New Year with you from now on. If you wait a little longer, I will celebrate the New Year with you with our children."