Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

"You have a good rest, I won't bother you, but... drink plenty of hot water and don't take off your socks!"

He turned his head back and forth step by step.

He was really uneasy, and he was really unwilling to leave.

If possible, he really wants to guard Li Wan without leaving any step.

Take care of her in every detail.

Dress her, or... undress her...

Huo Lingtian smiled and threw away these messy thoughts.

He seemed to be thinking a little far away, and now he hasn't even caught up to anyone.

When bringing the door, he deliberately pressed down the door handle, but did not release it.

After a while, he can go in and kick her and tidy up the quilt for her.

Li Wan wrapped the quilt tightly, his brain was sleepy and chaotic, and after a while he really fell asleep.

Huo Lingtian kept the same posture for more than an hour.

Wang Xueting and Wanjiao stood not far away, knocking the seeds, some of them couldn't understand his operation.

Huo Lingtian typed with one hand, all his attention was on the phone, and he didn't notice the two people who were secretly peeping.

He is chatting with Cheng Jin.

Li Wan's complexion is really bad, he is not relieved, it is better to ask a professional doctor.

Am I "professional"?

Cheng Jin: Are you sure Master Huo?

Although you don't have enough IQ, I think you can distinguish surgery from gynecology!

Ten minutes later, Huo Lingtian put away the phone.

He tentatively probed Song Kaima's left hand and opened the door cautiously.

The man gently probed to confirm whether Li Wan was asleep.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the sleeping woman who was shrunken in the bed with a small face as big as a slap.

After his breathing calmed down, he walked in swaggeringly.

Wan Jiao was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to pull people out.

Was coaxed by Wang Xueting and dragged away.

"Don't worry, my son doesn't have the guts to mess around when he falls asleep, let's go watch TV~"

Wanjiao: "...?" He has gone to my girl's room, not guts yet?

Hey hey, don't hold me!

Huo Lingtian, get out of here--

In the room, Huo Lingtian sat upright by Li Wan's bed, secretly guarding her small hands in his own hands.

Cheng Jin said that the aunt will be affected by external stimuli.

In other words, it was possible that yesterday was overwhelmed, and that night and night was so weak today.

Thinking of this, Huo Lingtian's face was distressed, and he kissed the white and slender fingertips pityingly.

The thin lips moved all the way up, kissed her wrist, slowly rubbed against her neck, chin, and...red lips.

His deep eyes became more fascinated, and he stuck out his tongue. The tip of his eyes licked the soft red lips in his sight.

Li Wan was itchy and turned his head unconsciously.

The hair rubbed against his cheek, giving him a hint of clarity.

He swallowed continuously, looking for Li Wan's earlobe, biting and licking.

Late night, you are really sweet.

I don't like sweets, but I can't give up you.

I like you to the bottom of my heart.

The warm touch made Li Wan unconsciously let out a warning, and Huo Lingtian's restrained eyes shattered slightly.

He turned around and fled in embarrassment.

If he stayed for another second, he would pounce on it uncontrollably.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

Can't stand such a sweet temptation.

He ran out of the living room in one breath, ignoring Wang Xueting's chasing and shouting, stomped the accelerator to the bottom with one foot, and fled quickly.

Huo's house.

The hot man took a cold shower for an hour before he could barely suppress his irritability.

He casually put on a piece of furniture, stared at the wet hair, and walked downstairs.

Sitting on the sofa with her waist pinched, Wang Xueting knew that she had been waiting for a long time by looking at the melon shells piled up in front of her.

Seeing this non-personnel son, she got up with a "swish" and cursed angrily: "It takes so long for you to take a bath?"

"Dirty...slow washing!"

While talking, he missed his aggressive mother, turned and walked to the kitchen

"Hey, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

Huo Ling Tiantou didn't know it either, and replied hoarsely: "Make **** soup."

Wang Xueting was happy.

In an instant, he completely forgot the incident that he had just left her and ran back alone.

"Yeah, the eldest master who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with his ten fingers will cook too?"

Huo Lingtian smiled and corrected her words: "Mom, I am the second young master."

"What's wrong with cooking? I will cook for dinner every day."

He was serious, and it didn't look like it was fake.

Wang Xueting clapped her hands in applause, clutching her heart, and said: "Finally, Aren's youthful demeanor is now a bit!"

"You don't know, son, I often wonder if it was the wrong hug back then, or how could you be like this!"

Huo Lingtian: "...!" Keke!

"Just scold me when you scold me, can't you stop calling it so nauseous?"

"Also, I am not scumbag now, I am trying to become a good man."

He paused, then added: "Become a good man worthy of Li Wan."

Wang Xueting smiled, did not frustrate his spirit, gave a thumbs up and encouraged: "Then you come on!"

"I'm going to find Aren!"

Huo Lingtian's blade for cutting **** strayed and almost cut it.

He roared furiously: "Don't be so numb!"

Wang Xueting didn't want to pay attention to him, and continued to say, "I know you envy me."

"When I can call you like that one day and night, I think you can tell her not to call you so nauseous?"

You can't wait for her to be a bit more numb, and then tell the world.

After speaking, Wang Xueting turned and left.

Huo Lingtian stared at Jiang Si, who was of varying thickness, but his thoughts drifted away.

Yes, he also wants to call him so affectionately.

I want to dream.

Ling Tian, ​​A Ling, A Tian, ​​husband...

These titles are what he wants to hear in his dreams.

Late, when will you meet me?

He was in a trance for ten minutes, and at the end he couldn't help lamenting his wishful thinking.

People haven't caught up, so what do you think so much.

The top priority is to take care of her first.

Leave the rest to time.

Late night's heart is not made of stone, he always warms up.

Don't worry, don't worry.

It's good to be able to hear it in this life.

It's a gift, it's an unexpected joy.

If you can't hear it, it doesn't matter, he is not worthy!

Right now, making **** soup for the wife is the most important thing.

This is the first time he has picked up a kitchen knife, and his movements are extremely unskilled. After cutting several pieces of ginger, he cut out a satisfying big **** Mo.

He didn't waste Jiang Mo who failed to cut it. He tried to cook it in the pot, adjusting the proportion and taste little by little.

The reason for this savings is that he is afraid that the **** in the basket at home will not be enough for him.

So it's better to save a little bit, just to respond to the country's call, to be thrifty and not waste.

According to his memory, he found brown sugar, red dates, and old rock candy.

But the only thing was the black shell in my memory, something that was crushed into powder by Wanjiao with a rolling pin.

He searched for half an hour, but couldn't find out what it was.

Until I asked my mother, I knew that it was pepper...