Quick Wear: The little girl is spoiled by the love-brained boss

The next morning.

The sunlight shines through the gauze curtains onto the classical carved bed.

Yu Qing woke up in the man's tight embrace.

"..."

All the ridiculous scenes of last night emerged in my mind one by one.

The fair cheeks gradually turned pink.

Huo Ci noticed it the moment she opened her eyes, but he just kept his eyes closed.

It was the first time that Yu Qing saw him up close at this time. His unkempt hair hung down softly, making him look less overbearing and fierce than usual, and more gentle and noble.

His skin was a healthy wheat color, his nose was high, his lips were tightly closed, and his breathing was shallow.

Want to kiss him.

She raised her head gently and kissed his chin.

Unexpectedly, Huo Ci suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

Eyes facing each other.

"..."

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

Yu Qing said awkwardly: "Morning."

The originally sweet and soft voice had become a little hoarse after a whole night last night.

Huo Ci's eyes were fixed on her porcelain-white face, and he said nothing.

However, Yu Qing read from it a feeling of impending storm.

Swallowing nervously.

want to escape.

The next second, the man's strong arms hugged her back.

"what--"

She screamed in fear.

The man held her tightly, put his forehead against hers, and rubbed hers gently with the tip of his nose.

"Xiaobao, you want to run away after you kissed someone secretly? Huh?"

There is a hint of hoarseness in his deep and powerful voice.

Yu Qing's face turned red in an instant.

Last night, he also called in her ear with this charming voice.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Who will save her?

Fortunately, Huo Ci was just teasing her and didn't really want to do anything wrong.

After all, they had important business to attend to today, so they made an appointment to meet Song Heng.

Huo Ci carried the little girl to the bathroom as usual and turned away.

Yu Qing was still a little confused.

Normally, this man would like to take care of everything she has.

what is it today?

After Yu Qing finished putting on her makeup and changed her clothes, she finally understood when she saw Huo Ci coming out of the cloakroom next door.

Huo·Hua Peacock·Ci is getting ready to spread its feathers.

The morning sun shone on him. The man was dressed in a Chinese-style ink-colored gold-painted suit, which showed his noble temperament. With his delicate facial features like sculptures, he looked like a handsome and noble young man.

Yu Qing did not wear a cheongsam today, but a Song brocade slit skirt, which covered her graceful curves, leaving only her noble and elegant appearance.

It matches the man's outfit very well.

It was the first time Huo Ci saw her wearing such a skirt, and his eyes lit up.

He walked a few steps to the little girl and said, "Xiaobao, you look so beautiful today!"

"Wasn't it beautiful before?"

"It was beautiful before, but today it is more beautiful than ever before!"

Tsk, when did you learn these witty words?

Yu Qingling's eyes turned and asked, "Then tell me, how beautiful is it?"

The way Huo Ci looked at her had changed a little.

The dark pupils gradually became deeper, with inexplicable emotions surging inside.

He rolled his Adam's apple and whispered in her ear, "So beautiful—I'm thinking about it now."

Yu Qing: “????”

……

The two of them were flirting in the corridor early in the morning.

This was a tough situation for Adjutant Hao, who had something to report, as he was standing at the stairs, unable to go up.

"If you have something to say, come up and tell me!"

When she spoke to him, her voice returned to its usual cold and stern tone.

"Marshal, Mr. Song has arrived."

"Got it. Arrange for someone to rest in the living room. My wife and I will be there soon."

Huo Ci was actually a little nervous when he said this.

Although he was speaking to Adjutant Hao, his eyes were fixed on Yu Qing.

Afraid that she would be even the slightest bit unhappy.

Fortunately, the little girl looked calm when she heard him say that, and didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

It was Adjutant Hao who was stunned.

Normally, everyone in the Marshal's Mansion tacitly accepted that Yu Qing was the Marshal's wife.

Song Heng, the commander-in-chief of Chengzhou in the south, is here to visit. It would be fine if Huo Ci brought Yu Qing along to meet him, but does he have to call her "Madam" directly?

Adjutant Hao was stunned for just a moment before being glared at by Huo Ci.

Huo Ci lowered his eyes and looked at the beautiful and noble girl in front of him. He was glad that he was injured that day, met her by chance, and took her home.

Fortunately, fortunately, she is his.

Yu Qing didn't know what he was thinking, so she tilted her head to look at him, "Aci, shall we go?"

"it is good."

He stretched out his long arms and grasped her waist possessively.

Yu Qing: ...

The two of them walked together to the living room on the first floor.

When Song Heng heard the voice, he stood up from the sofa to greet her.

Seeing Huo Ci hugging Yu Qing so intimately, Song Heng was stunned.

Subconsciously looked at Yu Qing.

The last time Yu Qing saw Song Heng was when the Yu family collapsed.

At that time, Song Heng was just a young marshal, a young general full of vigor and vitality.

He is a young man in bright clothes, riding a horse, with a red tassel and a silver spear.

He was also the man that the original owner, Yu Qing, longed for when she was a girl.

Four years passed in a flash.

Nothing in this world can be relied upon.

Once you let go, some people and some things are like sand through your fingers and threads in the wind, lost forever.

Unfortunately, the current "Yu Qing" has no feelings towards Song Heng.

At most, it was the remaining obsession of her original self in her body that made her feel a little sad.

Late at night I suddenly dream of my youth, but I only dream of idle people, not you.

……

Huo Ci silently observed the expressions and reactions of the two.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on Yu Qing's hand.

This caused the little girl to feel some pain and she dodged away.

Unexpectedly, this tiny movement angered the man, and he held the person in his arms even tighter.

"Mr. Song, nice to meet you. This is my wife, Yu Qing."

Song Heng just thought she looked familiar but didn't dare to recognize her.

Huo Ci's introduction helped him confirm his guess that it was really her.

Song Heng tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and greeted them calmly.

"Marshal Huo, I have long heard of your great name. This Mrs. Huo looks a lot like an old friend of mine."

Yu Qing resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

What's going on with Song Heng?

You are a general in charge of a region, how could you be so tactless?

When they parted that year, the two made it clear that the engagement was off and they wanted to go their separate ways.

Why is she being sarcastic in front of Huo Ci when they meet again?

How could she respond?

While she was still thinking, the man beside her said in a deep voice: "Qingqing is indeed the old friend that Mr. Song mentioned."

The two marshals who dominated one side did not show their might on the surface, but in fact they knew best how to defeat the enemy without fighting.

After Huo Ci said this, the living room fell into an eerie silence.

Yu Qing really couldn't stand this awkward atmosphere, so he had to bite the bullet and speak to ease the situation.

"Well, Mr. Song has come from afar and is a guest. Why don't we invite Mr. Song to the restaurant for dinner and let us show our hospitality?"

"In that case, thank you for your help."

After she said this, it was obvious that the coldness of the man beside her had disappeared for the most part, and he even seemed a little smug.

Huo Ci made a "please" gesture to Song Heng, and with the same hand he still held Yu Qing, they walked towards the restaurant.

The two of them were half a step slower than Song Heng. Huo Ci took a few steps and suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

Yu Qing was so frightened that she froze in his arms. After she came to her senses, she raised her soft white hands and punched his chest.