After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

"Why didn't I find out that you are this kind of person before!"

Don't turn your head and try to pull out your hand, Jin Miao seems to have remembered something, looking straight at Huo Xinhong, whose eyes are full of complacency, hesitant to speak.

"After eating just now, what have you been thinking about?"

When it was time to fall asleep, Huo Xinhong turned over and wrapped his arms around Jin Miao, who seemed to be emptying out as soon as he lay down, into his arms; You can see a large piece of white inside, like a delicious and smooth mint mousse.

Kissing Jinmiao's earlobe, Huo Xinhong was not surprised to see his face blushing again, and joked:

"Come on, the three souls don't see the seven souls, so it's possible that Master Miao has moved on?"

"You are talking nonsense."

Nesting comfortably in Huo Xinhong's arms with half-closed eyes, Jin Miao rested on his arm, and put one hand on the back of his hand naturally; Huo Xinhong's embrace was warm and strong, and the muscles in his arms were full and strong, giving him a sense of security.

Fingertips scratched the muscle lines on his arm like a cat's tail, Jin Miao hooked the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"Actually, there is one thing that I have always wondered about. It wasn't long after I lived in Huo's house. In my impression, once when I was half asleep and half awake, I vaguely realized that someone seemed to help me tuck my quilt, and later treated me like this."

Turning his eyes, Jin Miao turned his head slightly, with a smile on his lips:

"Now that I think about it, could it be a dream?"

Although it was later learned that Huo Xinhong had been pretending to be asleep, now that he thought about it carefully, there were traces of this man's "beastly" behavior.

"It should be a dream."

Not blushing but not panting, Huo Xinhong kissed him on the cheek. Huo Xinhong saw at a glance that Jin Miao was deceiving him. The method was very good, but for him, the method was a little green and still worthy of "encouragement".

Lowering his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes, Huo Xinhong wrapped the quilt for him, bit his ear and whispered softly:

"I didn't know until you said it. In fact, you fell in love with me at first sight at that time, so that I thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night. I understand. What an impure child, how could I treat you like this in the middle of the night? If really do that,"

Firmly holding down the little cat who was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to run away, Huo Xinhong tried his best to hold back his laughter, and said solemnly:

"It will leave marks. Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

Jin Miao who was bitten back by the "old fox": You are you.jpg

When Jin Miao woke up the next day, Huo Xinhong had already set off and arrived at the company early. There was nothing he could do about it. In order for the two of them to meet at dinner time on time, he had to finish the whole day's work early.

So when Jin Miao arrived at Huo's after class, he immediately received a message from Huo Xinhong saying that the meeting had just ended and he would come down immediately.

"What are you doing here?"

After shaking the car window to breathe, Jin Miao unexpectedly heard an annoying voice——Jin Yangbo, carrying two dozen coffees, appeared in the rear window of the car.

His shirt was soaked with sweat, but he still tried his best to put on a high-ranking look on his face. He half-bent down in a funny posture, squinting at Jin Miao in the back seat of the car:

"Is this a place where anyone can come?"

"Who can come is not up to you to decide."

An indifferent voice sounded behind him, Huo Xinhong strode to the side of the car, looked at Jin Yangbo, who was dripping with sweat, and frowned:

"Didn't HR tell you that the company doesn't allow part-time jobs? What's more, it's working hours now. I don't remember the company developing a takeaway business."

"No, no, listen to me..."

He joined Huo's yesterday, and before coming here, Yangbo was 12 satisfied with the position of department manager. With Huo Xinhong's relationship with his brother-in-law, he guessed it would be a good job.

But the moment he stepped into the office, his dream was instantly shattered:

Apart from him, either Director X's niece, or Director X's nephew, even the aunt in charge of logistics, all of them have stronger relationships than him.

"Please get out of the way."

Huo Xinhong politely motioned him not to block the way, opened the car door and sat down, and rolled up the window in front of him:

"You should report to your boss. No boss likes a subordinate who comes to report the next day."

There was a cold light in Huo Xinhong's icy blue eyes, as if what he saw was not a living person, but a prodigal dog not on a leash.

Shivering involuntarily, Jin Yangbo's back felt chilly, but when he heard the sound of the car starting, he gritted his teeth and chased after him:

"Wait, Mr. Huo, I really have something very important to say!"

He has been miserable these two days, no one in the office dares to order him, he has to take care of all the sundries in the office, for example, he has to run errands for others to get afternoon tea, not to mention the mess of copying and sending documents; Huo's is the final elimination system. In this case, he has no time to do business at all, and he will have to leave when the assessment period comes in a month.

Regardless of the coffee in his hand, Jin Yangbo firmly grabbed the car door, like a drowning man grabbing a chance:

"About Huo Shi, very important information, please let me get in the car, he doesn't deserve to have dinner with you at all,"

Angrily gouged out Jin Miao's eyes, Jin Yangbo's eyes were red, almost crazy:

"You know what? He can't even use a knife and fork at his age, and he's a disgusting country boy!"

"One more thing, you don't come here tomorrow."

With killing intent in his eyes, Huo Xinhong stared at Jin Yangbo sullenly, and paused every word:

"If you can't speak human language, I can make you speechless in the future."

Watching Huo Xinhong's car disappear into the parking lot, Jin Yangbo squatted down weakly, coffee spilled all over the floor behind him; he clenched his fists, with strong hatred in his eyes:

It's all Jinmiao's fault!

"Why does Huoshi have such a department?"

After listening to Huo Xinhong's description, Jin Miao was puzzled and asked:

"Isn't it a pure waste of resources? Why did you put Jin Yangbo there?"

"When I first took over Huo's, I raised it with my grandfather many times, but whenever I instruct my subordinates to reduce the salary of these people and demote them, he will put pressure on the personnel department again in a month to let them return to their original status."

Therefore, Huo Xinhong could hardly establish his prestige in the Huo Corporation in the early days, and was almost ostracized like Huo Yihai. It took him three full years and various thunderous means to eradicate all cancers in the group and build up his own power from scratch.

Thinking of this, his eyes froze:

"These people were secretly put in by my grandfather when I was unconscious in an accident. They are viruses, but this time I don't want to clean up the mess for him again."

As for the placement of Jin Yangbo in this department, it's just Huo Xinhong's sideshow. People like this who bully the good and fear the evil, bully others, and can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth should be punished in the same way. human body.

"However, seeing Jin Yangbo like this is really a relief."

Looking out of the window, Jin Miao sighed so much, a small memory of the original owner when he was in Jin's house appeared in his mind for no reason:

Once on their birthday, Jin Yangbo deliberately insulted the original owner with low-pitched swear words in a low voice, which made the original owner grab him by the collar and was about to do something to him, when Jin's father and Jin's mother just opened the door and came in.

So after that time, the "family" did not include the original owner on their birthday, and they have not eaten a birthday cake in their 20 years of life.

"Did he treat you badly before?"

Instantly aware of the change in Jin Miao's mood, Huo Xinhong gently put his arm around his shoulder, trying to call his attention:

"It's okay, you have me now."

"Ah."

After regaining consciousness, Jin Miao caught a glimpse of the familiar scenery on both sides of the road, and asked pleasantly:

"Shall we go see Baby Hong first?"

"Yes, you have to see your son before you take him home."

Seeing Jin Miao smile again, Huo Xinhong felt relieved, recalling Jin Yangbo's words just now, and whispered again:

"I'll tell you a secret. Actually, I don't know how to use chopsticks. You have to teach me later."

"I already knew that."

Meeting Huo Xinhong's half-surprised eyes, Jin Miao pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that this was her partner's thoughtfulness:

"Because I'm smart, just as you taught me to use a knife and fork, I'll teach you to use chopsticks."

The original owner was in the country before he was taken to the city, and even if he returned to the city, it would be good if Zhong Tie and his wife could feed him. Western food was something from another world to him.

As for returning to Jin's house, Jin's father and Jin's mother didn't take him out much because of face.

Therefore, after coming to Huo's house, when Jin Miao saw the whole set of more than ten pieces of Western-style tableware for the first time, he was still in a daze for a long time.

"His vitality is really strong."

It took less than a month to grow from a kitten no bigger than half a palm to a little hairball that clings to Jin Miao with its paws, and has a milky sound and a sticky voice.

Following the long hair of baby Hong, Jin Miao carefully found that the color of its fur has become much lighter, perhaps because it was small and dirty when it was picked up, and the original color could not be seen.

Now Baby Hong grows a large piece of snow-white long hair, only a small bunch of cute orange fuzz on the top of the head, which looks like spilled ink.

"Do you want to hug him?"

Looking at Huo Xinhong, who was pretending to be reserved with longing in his eyes, Jin Miao smiled and carefully held Baby Hong into his hands, and said:

"Father and son cultivate a relationship."

It's hard to describe the feeling of being grabbed by the cuff by the little milk cat. Huo Xinhong stared at the little life in his hand. It was soft and fragile, as if it would melt away with the slightest touch; the long fur was soft and warm, and the two round eyes , has the same pupil color as his; two small claws that look like wearing white gloves are not strong, and when they slide over the skin on the hands, they itch.

Probably because Baby Hong was a little shy, when he was carried into Huo Xinhong's hands, he raised his head to look at the stranger helplessly, and timidly meowed at him twice.

"good."

Bluntly using his fingers on the top of the kitten's head, he gently smoothed down the fur. Huo Xinhong felt as if his heart was being melted when he heard the two meows. Dispersed a lot.

And under his comfort, Baby Hong went from being uneasy at the beginning to half-lying on his hands, and even raised his chin comfortably for him to scratch, and bit his tail rhythmically.

"It seems that he likes you very much."

Putting baby Hong back into the box, Jin Miao wrote down the details to pay attention to, and said excitedly:

"He'll be home in two days."

Walking out of the pet hospital with Jin Miao on his arm, Huo Xinhong was about to agree with him when he was stopped by a few elementary school children:

"Gentlemen, sorry to interrupt, we are holding a pet sale on the street corner, if you want, please do your part for the homeless stray animals."

The sky was still dark, Jin Miao raised his eyes and asked, "Go and see?"

Huo Xinhong nodded: "Okay."

It was a bazaar for an elementary school. Pedestrians came and went in a hurry after get off work, and only a few people stopped to watch the excitement.

"Toys, supplies, and all snacks. I'll let the driver carry them. Do you want cash or transfer?"

As soon as the two of them arrived at the stall, they cleared most of the goods for the charity sale. Huo Xinhong stood in front of a pile of handmade things, rarely showing confusion:

"These are also pet supplies?"

"No, it's a little thought of children, adults can also use it, like this, very cute."

Unexpectedly, the children would bring in a benefactor. The teacher at the side hurried forward to explain. He wanted to ask "Do you need it?", but under the pressure of him, he changed his words in time:

"Are you interested?"

Shaking his head, Huo Xinhong didn't know what the significance of this toy was. He was about to ask Jin Miao if he should go, but he saw the other party pick up a lace headband with cat ears, put it on in front of the mirror, turned his head and smiled and asked:

"Does it look good?"

Huo Xinhong looked straight ahead: "Okay."

Jin Miao picked up another dog ear headband as a prank and handed it to him: "Then you wear it too?"

This time he refused simply and neatly: "No."

What Jin Miao didn't know was that Huo Xinhong was drawing an ulterior scene in his mind at this time, and the details became clearer:

In the dark bedroom, Huo Xinhong sat on a chair with his hands spread out, and Jin Miao obediently fell in front of him; the man wore lace cat ears and a "cat tail" between his hair, and his eyes were misty, "Heart and heart" Playing with Mutian Polygonum sticks", following the movement, the bell on the neck made a pleasant and crisp sound...

Huo Xinhong, you are such a beast, this is an innocent gift for children...

"Ten of each style."

Under Jin Miao's surprised gaze, Huo Xinhong pointed at all kinds of fluffy animal headbands, with a guilty conscience:

"You look good in it."

Carrying a car full of pet supplies and small toys in the trunk, the two finally arrived at their destination before sunset—the cat coffee that Cheng Yi brought Jin Miao to earlier.

"Here, you really bought it?"

As early as at that time, I guessed that Jin Miao was held by Huo Xinhong, and both of them walked into the antique door.

Both of them didn't pay attention, and a very light "click" sounded behind them on a hidden street corner.

The store was quiet, and there were no customers. A dozen or so cats of different sizes acted like their masters:

A few cats fell asleep on the cat climbing frame, and two or three kittens spread out in the middle of the road to play, and the rest played their own way, and the two came in without looking up.

"This is……"

There is a table in the center, with a delicate blue rose in a vase on the table, and candlelights of different colors scattered on the surrounding walls, setting off the simple and elegant store like a fairyland.

"Can this apology be redeemed?"

When Miao turned around today, Huo Xinhong was holding a large cluster of blooming red roses in his hands at some point, and he brought them to him with a gentlemanly half-bow, and stretched out his hand to him:

"Can I have a face?"

After receiving the bouquet with a flushed face, Jin Miao's heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he gently put his hand on his. Huo Xinhong's eyes looked at him affectionately, as if he could drown him in the next second.

"I'm happy, really."

Being led by him to sit down at the table, Jin Miao still feels light and light, like walking on clouds, which is unreal:

"Meet you."

"It may be too early to say that."

Holding his hand, Huo Xinhong's eyes were focused and sincere, and he said solemnly:

"And I hope you will be happier every day in the future than the day before."

The two chatted a lot that night, their outlook on future life, their expectations for the future...

Towards the end, the two of them still felt unfinished, as if they couldn't say enough.

"Let's go back."

Putting the coat on Jin Miao, Huo Xinhong hugged him tightly, never feeling that happiness is so close to him:

"Too late and you'll be tired tomorrow."

Jin Miao winked mischievously at him: "You are not the same."

When the two were walking out, they happened to meet two shop assistants who came in carrying a cage, inside which was a big orange cat lying on its back, half poking its paws carelessly.

Jin Miao asked curiously: "What's wrong with it? Is it sick?"

"It's not a big deal."

The two clerks put down the cage, greeted them both, and replied:

"After neutering, he eats too much, does not exercise enough, and suffers from indigestion. Give him a massage, and control his food intake in isolation."

"So it is,"

Suddenly realizing, Jin Miao rubbed the orange cat's head and asked the two of them again:

"Does he look a little depressed?"

The clerk snickered: "Maybe it's because I just became a father-in-law and I'm not used to it. It would be better to communicate more with other father-in-laws."

"It's not easy for animals to survive in human society."

Back in the car, Jin Miao thought of the orange cat that was turned into a father-in-law, out of sympathy for the same male animal:

"If it was changed to a human body, it would be crazy."

"If wild animals are allowed to reproduce at will, their experience will be even worse. The lifespan of stray cats is only 1 to 2 years. Moreover,"

His eyes darkened, Huo Xinhong's face was stern, as if recalling some unpleasant memories, his eyes were gloomy and he said:

"Male cats leave after satisfying their needs, and don't care about the life or death of their offspring. If those who are like male cats are sent to be neutered, the world will be much cleaner."

"We're just newly married, so don't talk about it all the time, okay?"

As soon as his body warmed up, he was hugged gently by Jin Miao. Huo Xinhong lowered his head and met the man's shining black eyes. There seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in the man's eyes:

"Now you have to think of me."

There seemed to be fireworks exploding in his mind, and the hostility in Huo Xinhong's eyes disappeared immediately, and only the smiles of the people around him were so warm that they could melt Dongxue.

"When did I not think of you? Huh?"

With his heart beating faster, Huo Xinhong couldn't help raising his hand, and rubbing his fingertips against the two rose petal-like lips in front of him, his eyes burst out with the unique gaze of a hunter:

want to.

"That, it's here."

Feeling that the car had stopped, Jin Miao bit his lip and pushed him, so as not to repeat what happened in the back seat of the car the night before.

Huo Xinhong: ...Do you really think it's okay to run to me after teasing?

After taking a bath, Jin Miao stared blankly at the pile of toys stuffed into the bedroom, his eyes inevitably confused:

"I also wear it occasionally for playing, so don't put it here?"

"Who knows."

Leaning halfway on the cushion, Huo Xinhong was calm and perfunctory, and at the same time listed a bunch of "cat tails", "rabbit tails" and "cat costumes" on the phone...

"Go to sleep."

Unaware that he has been conceived of more than a dozen ways to eat, Jin Miao lay down beside him, and just closed his eyes when he was caught off guard by his wrist, and his back felt hot.

"I'm also full, and I feel very uncomfortable."

Grabbing his hand, Huo Xinhong stuck behind him, with a hoarse voice:

"A massage will do the trick."

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Huo Xinhong: Honest people, did you lose these cat ears?Or this cat's tail?

Jin Miao: Does he have cat cakes?

……

Jin Miao: Stop it!you^%*&%*^&%^%

Huo Xinhong: Long live toys, I like toys (Sound of Shock)