Huo tingshen carried her back to the house, and housekeeper Tong hurried to help.
Seeing Huo tingshen’s embarrassment, Tong Butler was also taken aback for a moment, and then said: “Master, I’ll take care of Miss Wen, you go and wash it.”
Huo tingshen put her on the bed, just about to get up, the warmth in sleep, as if afraid of losing something, hugged him tightly: “Mom, don’t go, I’m afraid.”
He picked her up again and looked at Butler Tong: “you go to rest, I’ll come.”
“But……”
“I can.” The affirmation in Huo Ting’s deep eyes is beyond doubt.
Butler Tong took people away, and Huo tingshen sent her to the bathroom.
He took off his coat first, washed the filth off his body, and then went to help her wash.
After taking off her clothes, he swallowed and reminded himself to hold back.
However, just after washing her with a disheveled hair, she slipped into his arms like a boneless one.
Make him even more angry.
She naturally put her arms around him, and arched into his arms again, as if she wanted to find a comfortable position to sleep.
He endured and endured, and finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore.
He closed his head, picked her up horizontally, went straight back to the bedroom, and put her on the bed.
“Warmth, you got angry first.”
After speaking, he leaned forward and kissed her soft lips.
“Well……”
The warmth was suddenly kissed, and I was almost out of breath.
With a groan, the little man shrank into Huo Ting’s deep arms, and instinctively wrapped his arms around his waist.
As if Huo Ting was pardoned, he spread the kiss all the way down.
The warmth has been completely dumbfounded. I can’t tell what is reality and what is dream.
When Huo tingshen was about to go further, she shrank back in pain, covered her eyes with her eyes and began to cry.
Huo Ting’s heart tightened deeply, he stopped, stepped forward and hugged her.
The warmth is so choked that I can hardly help myself: “Mom… woo, I hate you, why don’t you take me with you, I don’t like this world, I don’t like them, why don’t you take me away, why…Mom…Why other people have good fathers, but I don’t. ”
She hugged him hard, very hard: “Take me away, okay, I don’t want…don’t want to see them anymore, I don’t like it.”
Huo Ting put his arms around her gently, stroked her snow-smooth back with his hands, and comforted her softly: “I’m here, it’s okay, it’s okay, tenderness.”
The warmth just fell asleep crying.
Huo Ting was hugged tightly by her.
Heart full of fire, pouring is not, not pouring is not.
After all, taking advantage of people’s danger is not so open.