Chapter 192

"Don't you like that tune?" Huo Tianqing pulled thin lips with a smile, turned and walked towards the living room, leaving behind the old man who was very angry.

"That's the tone you like. Your whole family likes it!"

When the old man finished, he found that he had also gone in. His old face was so angry that there were more wrinkles.

It's better for Xiaoqing in his family to be good, and she won't be so angry with herself.

Mr. Huo felt that he wasted the time of lunch with his wife today. It was very stupid to come to find this pair of men and women!

……

When song Miao is in the kitchen, Huo Tianqing is in the living room dealing with some company affairs with his notebook. The old man is next to him pretending to read the newspaper. An hour later, the food is on the table.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. Mr. Huo is full of all kinds of dishes he likes. Instead, Mr. Huo is just a plate of plain spinach in front of him.

Song Miao picked up his job and said as if nothing had happened: "you can have a meal."

"Ha ha ha..." When Huo saw the difference between his grandson and himself, he felt depressed for a long time. Finally, he was relieved and laughed three times.

In contrast, Huo Tianqing's face is as heavy as night.

All of a sudden, "pa", the man beside slapped the chopsticks directly on the table. He held his chest with both hands and his thin lips tightly.

Song Miao casually took a piece of spinach away from him and asked, "what's wrong, the taste is not right?"

After pretending to taste it, song Miao said, "it's OK."

Her eyebrow picking action, now doing, has a similar feeling with Huo Tianqing, which makes the man next to her squint.

"Don't care about him, don't care about him. Come on, song girl, you are a good fish. I like it." Huo immediately asked song Miao to eat together.

"Thank you." Song Miao is naturally happy to be praised, and even the embarrassment just dissipated a lot.

She was about to put a piece of fish in her bowl, but suddenly, she was light, and the next moment, she had fallen into the hot arms of the man beside her.

"Son of a bitch, what are you doing?" It was Mr. Huo who spoke first.

Huo Tianqing, holding song Miao in his arms, walks towards the stairs. He has no expression when he looks into song Miao's bright eyes. He says, "make a great grandson!"

Master Huo's face turned red, but he immediately shut up.

"Huo Tianqing!"

Song Miao was so angry that he wanted to kick the man in front of him.

"Call, call again!" In a few seconds, the man had already stepped up the stairs, turned directly into the bedroom, and pressed the woman in his arms directly behind the door. His stiff body was tightly and seamlessly close to the woman's soft body, and his action was rude.

But in the blink of an eye, song Miao already felt the pain of the man's body in front of him. The next second, the man's thin lips fell down

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When a man is full, song Miao has no strength at all. She is put on kingsize's big bed by the man. The pure black mattress makes her arms outside the quilt more white and delicate.

In the end, she was almost tossed by Huo Tianqing and asked her to ask him for mercy. Until he heard it, he let her go. She can't even open her eyes.

When the door outside is knocked, Huo Tianqing puts song Miao's arm outside into the quilt, puts her more tightly into her arms, and says faintly, "come in."

Huo went into a head and naturally smelled the ambiguous smell in the air. He coughed and muttered, "give the driver a call and let him come to pick me up. My mobile phone is dead."

Huo Tianqing's brow is tiny Cu, "use downstairs telephone."

Of course, master Huo knows that he can use the downstairs phone. He just comes up to make sure that the poor girl song is not left. Seeing the rising and falling place in his little grandson's arms, he guessed that song Miao had gone to sleep. Master Huo relaxed his heart and looked at his little grandson reproachfully. He whispered: "take it easy, scare her away. I'll see what you can do!"

"Long winded." Huo Tianqing face with a trace of impatience, "go out with the door."

Huo old son a choke, just want to huff of throw up the door, outward step meal, turn round again, "outside that plan how to solve?"

At this time, Huo tianqingming seemed to feel the stiffness of his body in his arms. His eyes narrowed and naturally knew who the man outside was.

When song Miao is just pressed on the railing in front of the French window, they both see song Yan, who is not determined to leave, outside the iron door. The glass has been specially treated. The people inside can see the outside, but the people outside can't see the inside. Even though the atmosphere at that time was extremely hot, Huo Tianqing still saw a trace of trance from Song Miao's eyes.

"Leave her alone." Neglect has always been Huo Tianqing's attitude towards women, but it is obvious that song Yan's death has disgusted Huo Tianqing, not to mention the harm she and Liu Xian have done to song Miao.After Huo left, Huo Tianqing's hand went down song Miao's cheek, passed her delicate neck, came to the soft place on the left, rubbed it gently, then gave song Miao a kiss on his forehead, got up gently, pinched the quilt for song Miao, took her mobile phone, and went downstairs.

In the yard, since Mr. Huo left, the door of the villa was opened again. This time, song Yan's look suddenly became a little excited. She turned to face the man who opened the door, as if she didn't know how to put her hands and feet. Her face was aggrieved, "Tianqing..."

She's been here for nearly four hours. She's not willing to leave, but she's angry that she can't get in and has to wait outside. Just when Huo came out, she wanted to talk to Huo, but Huo obviously didn't want to talk to her, so she got on the bus and left. With her haughty disposition, she would have turned her head and left as she used to, but now she is inexplicably afraid that if she leaves, she will miss the chance.

Finally, the man was reluctant to see her.

"Tianqing..." Song Yan called again, and her voice was filled with sorrow and expectation.

Huo Tianqing out of the garden, but did not come forward to open the iron door.

He steps to the iron gate and stands. In Song Yan's eyes, he draws out a cigarette and lights it.

Holding cigarettes between his right index finger and middle finger, he looks indifferent and lazy. Holding a white mobile phone in his left hand, he dials a number directly in front of song Yan.

There soon picked up, is a steady baritone, "Miaomiao, why suddenly call dad?"

"Song Dong, listen to who I am." Huo Tianqing spits out a smoke ring, and his eyes are as cold as ice.

Song Yuanyang was stunned for a moment. He was obviously impressed by this male voice, and he must have talked to him recently, and that is Song Yuanyang was shocked and hesitated, "general Huo

"Song Dong has a good memory." Huo Tianqing is not smiling.

After all, song Yuanyang is also an old hand in shopping malls. He soon calms down, "how can Miaomiao's mobile phone be in Mr. Huo's hands..."

His voice was tentative and hesitant.

Huo Tianqing low smile, "Song Dong might as well guess?"

It's laughter, but there's no temperature in it.

You don't have to guess why.

Song Yuanyang looked at the traffic downstairs, his face changed for a long time, and finally reluctantly pulled out a smile, "Miaomiao, the girl, is hiding too much from us. It's her honor to be with Mr. Huo. Why don't you tell her at home. Mr. Huo, Miaomiao is willful. If Miaomiao makes Mr. Huo unhappy in the future, please don't blame him. "

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