"I'm not in the apartment at the moment, in my father's house." Shenya lowered her voice.
He continued: "no matter where, now, listen to me and come down..."
Shenya licked her lips, hung up, got up and took her coat from the hanger. Halfway, Yunhan saw it and asked her where to go.
She said to go to the shop downstairs and buy something.
Walking downstairs in the residential area, there are street lights flashing around and fireworks flying into the sky from time to time. It is colorful and beautiful.
Shenya stood in the cold wind, turned around and looked around. The mobile phone rang again. She picked it up. He gently said, "look back."
Turn back, and then she was stunned in place, like a wooden man, with a slight acid on her nose.
Huo Jingcheng stood not far away.
He was holding his mobile phone in one hand, his right hand casually inserted in the pocket of his suit pants, wearing a dark red shirt and a long black windbreaker. He stood straight, straight and slightly dusty, but his face was so tender.
Looking at such a man, suddenly, Shenya thought of that sentence, covered with wind and rain, you come from the sea.
"See me?" Huo Jingcheng stared at her intently and said to his mobile phone.
She nodded and stared at him for a moment.
"Then, stand still, just stand where you are..." he became more and more gentle, and then, with charming long legs, approached her step by step.
Standing still, the big palm fell on her slender waist and hugged him tightly. Shen Ya hugged his waist and absorbed the smell of men, maturity and sexuality.
"Why did he come back suddenly?" Shen Ya felt so warm when he was buried in his warm and generous chest.
Huo Jingcheng attached to her ear: "my women and children are here. I want to spend the Spring Festival with you..."
His throat was full. Shen Ya's chest fluctuated and grabbed his coat: "then your father and mother -"
However, before her voice fell, Huo Jingcheng's long finger had picked up her face and looked at each other. All that came out between his eyebrows and eyes was missing. His middle finger pressed against her lips to stop the words that had not yet been exported. His thin lips pulled out a sexy radian: "my father and mother, I have been with them for 38 Spring Festival, but you and your child are the first spring festival. I don't want to miss..."
Happiness overflows. Shen Ya feels very warm in her heart. It seems to overflow. She likes him more and more
Stand on tiptoe and put Shenya's bracelet around his neck and kiss him.
He was happy with her move, kissing back, kissing deeply, making her feel her hands and feet curled up.
After a long time, Huo Jingcheng let go of her. The fatigue in recent days dissipated: "let's go back to the apartment..."
Glancing at the room, Shen Ya thought and nodded.
It was new year's Eve. There were few people on the street. They were all reunited at home. He drove the car, held her hand and gave her ten advice.
Back in his apartment, Huo Jingcheng went to take a bath. In order to get back, he didn't take a bath for two days and didn't eat all day.
Hearing this, Shen Ya went to the kitchen, put down a bowl of dumplings, and tripped over cold dishes, cold fungus, Flammulina velutipes, and Casserole Dishes.
When Huo Jingcheng came out again, she was ready and waved to him with a smile: "come and eat quickly."
Smelling the fragrance, Huo Jingcheng's tall limbs were comfortable. He walked over and sat down. He ate and she looked.
If she didn't eat for a day, although she ate elegantly, she ate a plate of dumplings in an instant. There were few dishes left.
Shenya joked, "if others see this, they will think you are a refugee!"
"Maybe you won't know. I miss the taste of your dumplings and how long I miss them..." he took the warm water cup and drank.
"Then it's my fault. I shouldn't have seduced you at the beginning."
"Yes, I have another thing I want to do now. Similarly, I have missed it for a long time..."
Shen Ya asked curiously, "what?"
"Hold you to sleep, let me have a good sleep..." he replied, staring at her deeply.
Shenya knew his fatigue and tiredness, and sighed softly, "you don't have to be so tired, you don't need to rush."
"I want to spend the Spring Festival with you and your children. This is the deepest thought in my heart. When I am in Beijing, I always think so. I can't control it..."
Moved? That's natural. Shen Ya couldn't stop smiling at the corners of her mouth. She pulled him over and let him lie in bed. Then she took off her shoes and sat on it: "I'll have a good sleep with you tonight when others celebrate the Spring Festival..."
Huo Jingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling between his eyebrows and eyes and beside his thin lips.
He hugged her in his arms and held her tightly. There was a close feeling, as if he could feel each other's soul.
This feeling, this warm taste, Shenya likes it very much, breathes deeply, and is satisfied: "thank you, let me be so moved and surprised..."
Not everyone can give you this touch. It's rare to meet such a man.
The big hand with distinct bones shuttled through her hair. Huo Jingcheng leaned against her hair: "then I should thank you for making me so happy and comfortable..."
"Is it really good for us to spend the spring festival like this?" Shen Ya rubbed in his arms again.
"What's wrong? Your love, I wish, this is the best thing in the world..." he said very slowly, very slowly.
Yes, you love, I wish, what's wrong with the world of two people?
She never thought that he would come back before 12 a.m. to spend the Spring Festival with her.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, the bell belonging to the new year rang. He kissed her earlobe and said, "happy new year."
Shen Ya also responded to him: "happy new year, and, baby, happy new year."
The man's warm long fingers lifted her pajamas up, and her stomach was revealed. He kissed her hot thin lips: "happy new year, baby."
The mobile phone rings. Shen Ya takes it. It's Yunhan.
She coughed, picked it up and replied, "well, I'm not going there. I just met a friend and ate something. I'm already in the apartment."
Then he said something. The mobile phone hung up. The man held her in his arms again. They closed their eyes and went to sleep.
Sometimes, feelings do not need to be vigorous. Such feelings are very deep, but it is easy to live a shelf life. A plain and light life, a word and a look can make people feel beautiful.
Outside the window is the sound of fireworks and firecrackers. In the room is the warm and beautiful light breathing sound intertwined with each other.
The next morning, when Shen Ya got up, there was a red envelope on the dresser. She was a little surprised. Huo Jingcheng came in and carried the milk.
Shenya asked him, did you put it?
Huo Jingcheng nodded his chin and asked her to drink the milk. He said the red envelope was for the baby.
Shen Ya couldn't help laughing and opened her mouth slightly: "will you be too anxious? He hasn't been born yet. What red envelope will you give him?"
His eyebrows and eyes closed slightly, and Huo Jingcheng kneaded his eyebrows: "forgive me for being a father too urgent and excited. Since the early morning of last night, I have been thirty-nine, but he is my first child. I want to give him the best..."
39、 Then greet the first child in life. Anyway, I always feel that I am a little old.
In the past, he has experienced a lot, whether suffering or thorns in life. He has energy. After experiencing these, he will treat his feelings, relatives and lovers more deeply. Because he has experienced, he will cherish them more
Also, he wants to say that meeting her is the highest luck in his life!
"You will spoil him too much, and it's not very good for the children." Shen Ya pinched the red envelope and wondered how much he had put in it.
"I'm not good at being a father. I'll learn. You can guide me. I want to be a good father at this age..."
Huo Jingcheng's deep voice seemed calm and serious. What he said was true feelings and from the bottom of his heart.
Sitting up, leaning forward, Shen Yahuan hugged Huo Jingcheng's neck, absorbed the charming breath of a man and breathed deeply: "I believe you will definitely be a good father."
He would be a good father, and she had absolutely no doubt about it.
"Thank you for your trust..." a tender hug filled with countless honey. Huo Jingcheng looked gentle and moved gently, holding her in his arms.
After drinking the milk, Shen Ya was really curious about what was in the red envelope. She pinched it between her fingers and was really curious.
Huo Jingcheng went to the living room and didn't know what to do. Shen Ya's head was slightly on one side. Yu Guang glanced at the door, and then quickly opened the red envelope.
Shenya felt that she was not peeking.
It should be said that he gave it to the child. At the moment, the child is still in her stomach. Whether she is born or not, the child will always call her mother.
As a mother, looking at her children's gifts, she felt, of course, not too much.
After opening it, Shen Ya frowned. There were not many things in the red envelope. It can be said that there was only a blank business card in it.
Business card, or blank, what does that mean?
However, Huo Jingcheng's mind has always been very heavy. She can't guess his intention at all.
When Huo Jingcheng came over, Shenya had not had time to tidy up. She was caught. She didn't twist at all and looked magnanimous.
"What does this mean?" Shenya was really curious.
"It's not a short time to stay in s city. Some time ago, I was discussing a business plan and planned to open a subsidiary here. Originally, I didn't think about the development of its industry, but at this time, I already thought very clearly. The products operated by its company are children's products. I'll name the company with his name. This is a gift I gave him..."
With his hands in his suit pants pocket, Huo Jingcheng stood in front of the bed, then bent over, his strong arms changed to support, and his eyes looked at her level.
Shen Ya will not know how long Huo Jingcheng thought about this gift in Beijing.
Shen Ya was slightly stunned. Although what he held in his hand was only a thin piece of paper, it carried his true feelings.