Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

It is five o'clock in the afternoon, and the post-match interview is at six o'clock.

There are preparations before the interview, and it is generally necessary to arrive fifteen minutes in advance.

If you remove the time on the road, it will only take half an hour to pay.

In such a short time, it is too late to find a restaurant to have a good meal.

Fortunately, this hotel has its own 24-hour restaurant.

The three people casually ate some pads to pad their stomachs.

When I went downstairs, I happened to meet Yan Heming, who was carrying some daily necessities.

"Where is Sister Wan going?"

"I have an interview." Li Wan answered truthfully, paused for a second and added: "I will have dinner together after I finish my work."

Yan Heming smiled and said lightly: "Okay."

"Then I will wait for your call."

"Ok."

The two have been close friends for more than ten years, so there is no need to say anything else.

Huo Lingtian was unhappy, but it didn't happen.

It wasn't until Yan Heming disappeared that he was dissatisfied: "Why do we call him late tonight, let's eat together."

Is it okay for our family of three?

There must be one more that affects appetite.

Li Wan pursed his lips, his expression calmly replied, "You don't have to go!"

Not going?

How does that work!

Wouldn't it be your "family of three" together!

Bah, baah, go!

must go!

Huo Lingtian touched his nose awkwardly, and smiled dryly.

This time the man failed to drive.

Shen Ting raised the baffle very foresight, and worked as a tool man quietly.

For him, the face of Huo's anger is really a bit of a headache!

Huo Lingtian was sitting in the co-pilot, and it was rare to be quiet all the way.

He didn't move until Li Wan got out of the car.

The man opened the car door for Li Wan and stretched out his hand to greet him.

Li Wan glanced at it and smiled faintly.

This time, the man's palm was still empty.

Huo Lingtian didn't mind either, and withdrew his hand calmly.

It is no longer appropriate to take the little guy during the interview.

Huo Lingtian took the initiative to leave the little boy in the car.

It just happened to earn an opportunity to promote the relationship for their father and son.

Li Wan touched the boy's head and exhorted, "Mummy will be well soon."

Li Ze used his fleshy chubby hands to give Li Wan a very beautiful love.

Obediently beckon her goodbye.

Huo Lingtian stood by the car with light in his eyes until the woman's back disappeared from his sight.

Li Ze also had the same expression, holding the car window, pitifully like a kitten.

Huo Lingtian stretched out his hand and gently pushed the little guy, "Go in a little bit and let Uncle sit down."

Li Ze pushed the man's hand away in disgust, turned his head fiercely, and hummed softly.

This means that you are not going to get out of the way.

Huo Lingtian turned his eyes and made a decisive decision to touch the porcelain brat.

"hiss--"

The man showed pain on his face, deliberately lowered his voice, and said aggrieved: "It hurts!"

"Bao, uncle hurts his hand, you hurt me."

Li Ze pursed his lips, feeling a touch of guilt in his heart.

Had it not been for him to mess around, the uncle's wound would not have opened.

Judging from the way he grinned, it really didn't look like he was pretending.

But he obviously didn't use a lot of energy just now.

"Oh, it hurts, Shen Ting... Bring me the painkiller in the car—"

Driver Shen: I will ignore the one who should cooperate with you~

Shen Ting lifted the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose and cleared the mail in his mobile phone mailbox with a calm expression.

Li Ze coughed with a guilty heart, and silently moved aside.

Little Mouth hesitated for half a second, but still apologized guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."

Huo Lingtian's heart was swollen after he got a concession from his son after giving a little bit of subtotal.

He looked at the little **** proudly, and turned around to the other side.

Cut, you let me sit down, I'm not sitting here yet!

When pulling the car door, Lize still blocked the outermost side.

"..."

Big eyes stared at small eyes.

Stared for several seconds.

In the end, someone was the first to compromise.

"Go over there!" Huo Lingtian said dryly.

Li Ze was only satisfied now, a smile came out from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Okay."

The naive game of father and son finally came to an end.

Huo Lingtian sat beside Li Ze as he wished.

The two were no more than a punch.

The carriage was silent for a minute.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

"Does your hand hurt?"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Li Ze pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Huo Lingtian sighed, stretched out his hand to hold Li Ze's little hand, and turned his palm to take a closer look.

Li Ze shrank his fingers, and finally let Huo Lingtian hold it.

The man looked at the little boy's still slightly red and slightly swollen palms, and blew gently.

"You have to remember today's lesson and don't do it in the future. It will make many people worry."

Huo Lingtian blamed the brat without guilty conscience: "Especially your mommy, I never made her cry so sad."

"Yeah." Li Ze listened to the training obediently.

The man accepts as soon as he sees it, and doesn't say too much.

After all, he also made Li Wan sad.

"What did you just tell me?"

Li Ze bit his little lip and twisted and said, "I'm sorry."

Huo Lingtian paused for the little guy to rub his palms.

He thought the little guy wouldn't say it a second time.

"I let... make your wound open."

"You... bleed a lot, isn't it... painful?

After Lize finished speaking, he tilted his head in the other direction.

That little appearance is very arrogant.

"It's okay. This wound just won't split. I'm going to change the dressing today. It's just a few more stitches now."

Huo Lingtian took out a small stick of plaster from his pocket.

Squeeze a little bit on the pad of your finger and rub it gently for the little guy.

The cold touch made the little guy look back curiously.

Huo Lingtian asked while pressing, "Is it better?"

Although I don't want to admit it, it really doesn't hurt so much.

"thanks."

Huo Lingtian asked, "Thank you who?"

"you."

"who am I?"

"Uncle Huo."

"……"alright, you win.

Huo Lingtian gritted his teeth and made it clear that he was a little angry.

"Stretch your other hand!"

That posture is quite like the palm of the hand this morning.

Li Ze obediently stretched out his hand.

Huo Lingtian lifted the ointment and landed on his palm with a "pop", squeezing it hard.

Fuck!

I owe you.

The man continued to gently rub the little guy.

Rubbing and rubbing, the tip of Li Ze's nose was sour, and his eyes shed tears.

This cry didn't matter, Huo Lingtian was terrified.

"Oh, baby~ why are you crying?" The man hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe the little guy.

"Don't cry, don't cry, is it because I feel pain."

Li Ze blinked his eyes and replied with a cry of tears: "No."

"It's not that you are crying, don't cry, your mommy saw that she was going to beat me."

Huo Lingtian raised the volume anxiously:

"If I bullied you and she beat me, I didn't bully you, then she beat me, how wrong I am, right?"

In the end, Huo Lingtian was still wronged.

Was it easy for him? After coaxing his wife and coaxing his son, he coaxed and cried.

He is too difficult.