you are pregnant with my cub

Dou Ze looked at Huo Siming, exhaled slowly, leaned his head on his shoulder, tapped the carpet lightly with his toes, and said, "You're not here." Then he took his hand and placed it on his own. In his heart, he whispered, "You are here."

Huo Siming's fingertips trembled a little, he pursed his lips, and asked him, "Really?"

"Really." Dou Ze pursed his lips and said, "You think you are the only one who can write poetry?"

Huo Siming turned his head and kissed his hair, Dou Ze patted his thigh and said, "I'll discuss something with you, okay?"

Huo Siming rubbed his shoulder and smiled: "That's all the sweet talk?"

"How insecure are you? Have some confidence in yourself, Mr. Huo?" Dou Ze gave him a look and said with a teasing smile. "When Doudou is one year old, I will go out to work again, okay?"

Huo Siming didn't speak, just kept rubbing his shoulder.

Dou Ze looked back at him, but he didn't get angry as before, but said: "Our country stipulates that female employees enjoy 98 days of maternity leave, and there are 98 days before and after childbirth, a total of [-] days." He paused, as if emphasizing Yes, and continued: "How many pregnant women don't start to take maternity leave until one or two months before giving birth, and go back to work after the confinement is over. Even if I have a special situation, it's been half a year before and after childbirth, isn't that okay? If it doesn't work, then wait a year." He frowned, and said earnestly, "It's not because the child is young, nor is it because he hasn't recovered, but because you don't want me to go out to work at all, right? "

Huo Siming said, "You can go to my company."

"What am I going to do in your company? Be a leader? Or be an employee? Or set up a special seat for me to pay? Can you watch me being directed back and forth?" Dou Ze sighed and said, "Brother Huo, I know Even if I struggle all my life, I can't reach your height, but you have to let me realize some value, right? If I don't go to my sister's place, I'll just find a job in the city, okay?"

Huo Siming suddenly lowered his head and kissed him on the mouth. Dou Ze was a little surprised, but he didn't hide and told him to kiss him twice.Huo Siming stared into his eyes, sighed and said, "Although I don't agree with every word you say, I still can't help but find you cute."

Dou Ze stretched out his hand to pinch his breast through the clothes, and said, "Am I making no sense?"

"Yes." Huo Siming nodded with a smile, and kissed him on the mouth again. "You make the most sense." Like all men do with an unreasonable spouse.

Dou Ze didn't argue with him, but said: "Then do you agree?"

"Agreed." He reached out and patted Dou Ze's waist, and said, "Mr. Dou, can you go to bed?"

Dou Ze stood up, already extremely sleepy, he lamented: "There are only two hours left..."

Huo Siming wrapped his arms around his waist and said, "Who told you to have a heart-to-heart talk on the first night?"

Dou Ze slapped his butt while yawning, and shot back: "Who made you stubborn?"

The two of them only slept for more than an hour that night, and when Dou Ze woke up, he still couldn't open his eyes, Huo Siming went to the next door to feed the baby before calling him: "Why don't you call your aunt and tell her to come over later? "

"Don't, don't, I have to eat dumplings with my dad this morning." He struggled to get up, rubbed his eyes, and bounced like a cannonball to the bathroom to wash. When he came out, there was still a little water in his hair .Huo Siming was hugging Huo Qi'an, suppressing him with his eyes so that he would not be caught.

The whole family was in a hurry and got into the car at 06:30. Dou Ze lay behind the driver's seat and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Huo Siming smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

"Mr. Huo is really a dragon and a tiger." Dou Ze teased him, and then said: "Why don't you sleep for a while, and I will drive?"

Huo Siming looked at him through the rearview mirror: "Can you drive?"

"It's okay. My dad used to run long distances when he was in good health. He taught me how to touch the car. But after I got the book, I haven't touched it again." Dou Ze thought for a while and said: "Forget it, it's still you Work hard, I'm not familiar with the performance of your car." After finishing speaking, he collapsed on the back seat and slept with Huo Qi'an.

Huo Siming thought about it and didn't call him again.

Huo Siming drove fast, and when she arrived at Liu Qing's place at just 07:30, she was filling the plate with dumplings. Seeing them approaching, she smiled and said, "I thought you would be late for a while today, and you left too late yesterday."

"Where can I? I was planning to come over to help you make dumplings." Dou Ze put the child on the sofa, took off his coat and scarf, washed his hands, and put a bowl of freshly cooked dumplings in Dou Aiguo's black and white On the case table of the photo, it said: "Dad, it's Chinese New Year, and I have a meal of dumplings. My mother and I are doing well. My sister has also opened a carton factory now. Our family will get better and better. Don't worry." .”

Huo Siming didn't move forward, but followed the family and bowed. He guessed that when Dou Aiguo left, he thought of this matter in his heart.

During the meal, Dou Ze didn't mention going to work in the factory, neither did Dou Yuan.

The custom in the north is to go to the mother-in-law's house on the first day of junior high school and return to her mother's family on the second day of junior high school.Mr. Huo didn't care about the rules. On the second day of the junior high school, he took Dou Ze back to the Huo family's golden tomb-like house. Only Huo Baohua and Huo Laosan lived in that house all year round, except for some servants who were treated as nothing by them. Usually no strangers come here.

When Dou Ze went in with Huo Qi'an's basket, there was no Chinese New Year atmosphere here, so he turned around and asked Huo Siming, "Your ethnic minorities celebrate the Spring Festival?"

"..." Huo Siming rubbed his hair with a helpless smile, and said, "No, the two of them are sick, and if they think it's too lively, let's go."

Dou Ze didn't know whether this "sickness" referred to physical or psychological, so he simply closed his mouth and did not speak again.

In the room, the servants upstairs and downstairs were doing their own thing, and the smell of dumplings could be heard from the kitchen. Dou Ze said, "It's still a festival, and the dumplings were cooked."

Huo Siming didn't speak. He saw Zhang Liting, his father's assistant and lover, coming down the stairs with a plate. Zhang Liting also saw him and said hello, "Are you back?"

Huo Siming nodded, and Zhang Liting said: "Mr. has just taken the medicine and is about to wake up, please wait a moment." He spoke gently and softly, although he was not young, but he had a romantic and elegant look on him. smell.

Dou Ze stared at him with both eyes, and didn't dare to look directly at him. Zhang Liting ignored him, and walked quickly to the kitchen to deliver the medicine bowl after talking to Huo Siming.Behind him came the sound of a servant yelling at a pet. Huo Baohua's British blue short was tearing up the carpet and playing in front of the door. He was not afraid of being scolded. After passing by, he jumped onto the small hammock specially placed for it by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Dou Ze looked at the cat and whispered to Huo Siming, "Your family even knows how to enjoy the cat."

"Cats enjoy themselves more than humans. They are used to imported cat food, and they don't touch domestic cat food even if they starve to death." Huo Siming took him by the waist and sat down in the living room.Huo Qi'an had been lying in the basket for a long time, crying and begging for an adult to hug him.

Huo Siming stretched out his arms to hug him, and said to Dou Ze: "Wait a while, we will leave when we meet."

Dou Ze nodded and said, "It's okay."

After a while, Huo Laosan came down first pushing the wheelchair. He passed the living room on his way to the kitchen, saw them, smiled and said, "Si Ming is here? I thought you wouldn't come back this year. Qiping came yesterday. He fixed his eyes on the child in Huo Siming's arms, and said with a smile, "I didn't know you would still hold a child."

Huo Siming said: "Huo Qi'an, my son."

Huo Laosan raised his eyebrows, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and said, "Why didn't you hear anything..."

Huo Baohua was pushed by Zhang Liting to take the elevator downstairs. When he saw their family, he turned a blind eye to them and didn't look at them. Zhang Liting pushed him to sit down at the dining table and said, "I don't eat dumplings, let them serve some light ones."

Zhang Liting listened to him and asked the servants to serve the food.

Huo Laosan also stopped talking to Huo Siming's family, and went to eat at the dining table in his wheelchair.

Dou Ze was feeling embarrassed, Huo Siming stood up holding the child and said, "Let's go."

At this moment, Huo Baohua stopped him with a loud voice: "Whose child are you in your arms?"

Huo Siming didn't speak, Zhang Liting said for him: "It's the son of the fifth master, named Qi'an."

The two talked about the same thing, Huo Baohua said: "I followed Qiping." He called Huo Siming again: "Bring the child and show me."

Huo Siming paused for a moment, in the end he still wanted to show him face, and carried the child to the dining table to show him.Huo Qi'an didn't recognize his life, and giggled, Huo Baohua couldn't help reaching out and poking his face lightly, finally he seemed to have a good face, smiled a little, and said: "This kid is really happy."

Zhang Liting echoed him: "The young master looks like you."

Standing in the living room, Dou Ze rolled his eyes, thinking that he must not really inherit it from generation to generation, if Huo Qi'an dared to follow Huo Baohua's example of burning cigarette butts, he would have to break his legs.

Huo Baohua smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhang Liting in the living room. Mr. Zhang handed over a folder and said, "This is a meeting gift that Mr. prepared for the young master, a charitable foundation."

Huo Siming took a look at it and accepted it.

The face of the youngest of the Huo family changed.

When the family came out of the Huo family's mansion, the British blue shorthair cat named Ah Fu followed them for a while, and finally sat on its hind legs at the gate and looked at them with its head tilted.Dou Ze got into the car and said to Huo Siming, "Your father already knew about Doudou?"

Huo Siming nodded but did not speak.

Dou Ze continued to ask: "How do I see your third brother not looking very happy?"

"This fund was donated with my father's remaining shares. The third child has no more inheritance to inherit except some real estate and cars." Huo Siming turned the steering wheel and stopped discussing this matter with him. Instead, he said, "In two months, shall we get married?"

Dou Ze looked back at him with a smile and nodded, "Okay."

Three months later, Huo Baohua passed away, and Huo Siming and Dou Ze interrupted their honeymoon trip and went home to watch for the dead.

A bunch of relatives came out of nowhere, and some of them only met once.Bai Ruo'an also came, walked up to the mausoleum in nothing, held a white chrysanthemum and threw it on Huo Baohua's coffin, and said with relief: "You are finally dead..."

Zhang Liting did not appear in the guard team.The solemn funeral was suddenly interrupted by a courier. The man put down the package and hurried away without waiting for someone to sign it. Huo Siming opened the box and found that it was a small group of adult men who were half the size of a palm and had been chopped off. Fragmented pieces of flesh with short hard unidentified black hairs...

Bai Ruoan caught it out of the corner of his eye, opened his mouth and laughed, and Huo Siming closed the box.

Dou Ze followed and asked, "What is it?"

Huo Siming shook his head, Bai Ruo'an left without saying a word, smiling.