Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Both the Jian family and the Huo family launched an investigation on Wen Nan'an in private.

Mr. Jian was still holding his mobile phone, and he formed a group with great skill, including Jian Feng, Jian Wanyan, Jian Wanshen, and Huo Shichuan, and occasionally exchanged the direction and clues of the two investigations.

Knowing that Huo Shichuan was investigating, Tang Suiwan felt relieved, and celebrated Huo Shichuan's birthday before going out to sketch.

Ju Yi, who received the news from his wife in advance, was conscientious and dragged several department heads to hold Huo Shichuan for a meeting.

It is indeed a more important issue to discuss.

Huo Shichuan could only grimacing, occasionally looked down at the time, and then spoke expressionlessly.

Be aggressive when speaking.

When it was a full two hours before the end of get off work, he watched Huo Shichuan's back impatiently striding out of the conference room.

Several department heads looked at Ju Yi with tears in their eyes, "Ju Teju, can today be counted as a work-related injury?"

Never imagine how polite a man can be when he scolds a man who is in a hurry to get home from get off work to see his wife.

What's more, today's meal was something they rushed to find.

Ju Yi coughed lightly, and hinted in a low voice, "I'm busy with my wife today. When Mr. Huo comes home and sees the surprise, he will understand and will definitely express it."

As Ju Yi said, as soon as Huo Shichuan stepped into the house, a little fox with a bouquet popped out next to him.

The pupils of the eyes were completely curved with a smile, and the small moles at the end of the eyes also stretched out.

Tang Suiwan handed over the bouquet in his bosom that he had learned to wrap in a flower shop, and the ending sound rose briskly, "Mr. Huo, happy birthday!"

Huo Shichuan did realize in an instant, why did Ju Yi and the others deliberately procrastinate today.

Staring at the bouquet of white roses for a few seconds, Huo Shichuan almost mechanically took out the phone from his pocket.

Tang Suiwan groaned and snatched it away again.

"Mr. Huo, your wife is sending flowers in front of you, how can you ignore her, who do you want to message with your mobile phone?"

The little girl who is held in the palm of her hand is more confident when acting like a baby, because she knows that no matter what, there will always be someone who will catch her emotions.

The ending was drawn out, and it sounded like a bit of complaint, but there was a narrow smile on his face.

It was obvious that Huo Shichuan was at a loss for a moment.

Huo Shichuan replied obediently, "I'll give Ju Yi and the others a bonus."

His eyes were completely focused on the bouquet of delicate flowers, and his answer was also absent-minded.

Tang Suiwan didn't care at all, and pushed the bouquet into Huo Shichuan's arms with a smile.

"Is this the first time Mr. Huo has received flowers?"

"I want you to experience the surprise you gave me."

When Huo Shichuan took the bouquet in a daze, she couldn't wait to drag him to the dining table.

Satisfied to show him the results of his cooking.

"It's all the dishes I learned from my aunt during this period. I think it's quite talented. Would you like to try it?"

Huo Shichuan's Adam's apple rolled, and white roses in full bloom clustered around the tip of his nose, exuding a rich fragrance of flowers.

It made him dizzy for a while, and he wanted to say something.

He didn't say anything, just took the tableware from Tang Suiwan.

Green pepper shredded pork with a chopstick.

It should have been stir-fried after receiving Ju Yi's news, and it was still boiling hot.

Pressed his lips and teeth, and ignited a burning fire in his heart.

It spread from the heart to the whole body, burning his whole body to the point of burning hot.

My heart beat fast and heavy.

"delicious."

Huo Shichuan answered seriously, then put down his chopsticks and grabbed Tang Suiwan's hand.

After looking over and over carefully, he was relieved to make sure that there were no small wounds.

Tang Suiwan let him watch, and bumped his head on the man's shoulder, like a petite little fox, "I've made several dishes, and I have to taste each of them."

Huo Shichuan raised his eyes to stare at those smiling eyes, and nodded solemnly.

He did what he said, carefully placed the bouquet of white roses on the side table, and delivered the food to his mouth mouthful after mouthful.

His expression was pious and focused, as if he was tasting some delicious delicacy at the state banquet level.

Although she was repeatedly praised by the cooking aunt, Tang Suiwan knew it well in her heart. She picks and learns all simple and easy-to-cook stir-fry dishes, and the taste can only be said to be ordinary.

Because I am a little nervous today, and there are two dishes with too much salt.

But judging by Huo Shichuan's performance, Tang Suiwan would have thought that the dishes on the table were from Qi Deng Yuan.

Looking at it, I was a little suspicious, so I took a sip myself.

That's right, it's salty.

"Don't you think it's too salty?"

Tang Suiwan was still a little embarrassed, and reached out to move the two dishes.

The side of the porcelain plate was immediately pinned down by Xiu Ruoqingzhu's fingers.

Huo Shichuan still had a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and propped up his cheeks a little round.

His expression was firm and aggrieved, "You burned it to me."

He also pulled in his direction.

She looked as if she was afraid of being taken away by Tang Suiwan.

Tang Suiwan had no choice but to let go, "I'll give you what's for you."

Seeing that Huo Shichuan was about to finish all the dishes, Tang Suiwan quickly got up and went to the refrigerator to take out the cake.

A small six-inch cake, decorated with a very simple cream topping, the top layer is covered with strawberries and cherries.

Clumsy and cute, it looks like I made it myself.

"This is what my aunt instructed me to do."

A single candle was slowly inserted into the soft cake base, and was ignited by the light click of the lighter.

A small warm yellow candle dances and flickers.

Tang Suiwan smiled and urged in a low voice, "Close your eyes and make a wish, birthday wishes are the best."

Huo Shichuan closed his eyes, and in the darkness, what he repeatedly recalled was that soft and affectionate face.

He has no desire to pray to the gods all over the sky.

Because the god who is willing to support has appeared by his side.

This is already one of the few lucky things in his life.

"What wish did you make?" Tang Suiwan asked curiously when he saw Huo Shichuan opened his eyes, his face softly stained by the dancing candlelight approached the heat source, and blew out the candle.

I can't think of what kind of wish a person like Huo Shichuan would make.

Suddenly, he came to his senses again, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, trying to stop, "Wait, it won't work if you say your birthday wish."

But Huo Shichuan smiled softly.

The wrist was touched by the warm fingertips, and a palm was slowly squeezed into her palm.

The fingers are tightly interlocked.

The man's deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"It won't fail, because I want Wanwan to be safe and happy forever."

"—You are the god I pray for."

……

The cake was filled with crushed Oreos and chocolate balls. Huo Shichuan didn't like sweets very much, so Tang Suiwan intentionally controlled the sweetness of the cream.

But when he took a bite of the chocolate bobo ball, the man's thick black brows still frowned slightly.

Tang Suiwan looked a little wanting to laugh.

"Is it too sweet?"

Huo Shichuan's lips were still stained with cream, he raised his eyes to look at her, and shook his head resolutely, "It's not sweet, it's just right."

Tang Suiwan only cut a small piece for herself, and finished it in three or two bites.

At this moment, he held his chin and watched Huo Shichuan slowly tasting the cake, and the bit of cream dangled in front of his eyes.

Let her suddenly feel a little teasing.

"Here, dipped in cream."

Huo Shichuan put the fork on the side of the plate casually, and reached out to touch the corner of his lips.

His hands are beautiful, with a cold white complexion, distinct joints, and orderly light blue veins, and blood is surging under a thin layer of flesh.

With the movement of raising the hand, the wrist bone protruded, and the black bodhi beads rolled down naturally.

"Erased it?"

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked over with pure doubts.

Tang Suiwan snickered, "No, it's—here."

With her palms on the table, she leaned forward suddenly, and her soft lips touched the corners of Huo Shichuan's lips.

The gaze collided lightly, and Tang Suiwan could easily capture the eyes that were stained with deep lust at that moment.

In the breath, it is full of the sweet fragrance of cream cake.

Let her think of it in a strange way.

Cakes are sometimes not just for eating.

Can still... use.