Huo Muchen stretched out his hand, as if all the strength in his arms was used to hold Song Ci.

Song Ci could only hug the princess in Huo Muchen's arms, her little face became softer and softer, and she touched his shirt with her fingertips, "Huo Muchen, your pajamas are so soft, why are they softer than mine?"

"Because a certain little girl always rubs into my arms. She has delicate skin and is very delicate. If it hurts even slightly, she will cry in my arms for a long time."

Huo Muchen buttoned up his silk pajamas.

Song Ci curiously picked at the cloth button, "What is this?"

"The cloth buttons specially selected by the haute couture designer will not scratch your skin."

Huo Muchen rubbed the child's face, "Although I really want to leave marks all over your body."

Song Ci pulled his pajamas and covered the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of water-cut eyes, "You are bad."

Huo Muchen's eyes were full of doting, and he leaned over and said, "If I am bad, I will only hurt you."

Song Ci felt that his belly was being gently caressed by a big hand, and the pleasing spirit in his belly moved. He hummed proudly: "Mr. Huo, if you treat me badly now, I will treat him badly in the future."

The little girl has a strong desire for revenge.

Huo Muchen felt it didn't matter at that time, his eyes were full of doting, "My dear, you will only be good to me in the future."

"You are so beautiful."

"I'm not beautiful, but my wife is very beautiful."

Huo Mu's deep eyes gradually looked into hers.

The two looked at each other.

A few seconds later, Song Ci couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

After she laughed out loud, Huo Muchen couldn't help but laugh out loud, and her hearty laughter exuded a warm atmosphere in the air.

Song Ci hugged Huo Muchen's neck, his face turned red, and his neck also turned red.

His head sank on Song Ci's hair, and his face was stained with the earthly desires of an immortal descending to earth.

After a few minutes, Huo Muchen pulled her away slightly, fearing that Song Ci's small bones would be broken by his force, and then slowly approached her.

Song Ci pursed his lips and couldn't help but pull back, his eyes flickering away with a hint of expectation.

What is she expecting?

"Huo Muchen, do you want..." The words 'Kiss me?' were swirling on his lips, but Huo Muchen spoke first, covering up the unstoppable joy in his words, "Ci Bao, are you hungry?"

"

Song Ci swallowed back the three words, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Her little face became hot.

It turned out that Huo Muchen didn't want to kiss her, she thought that Huo Muchen wanted to kiss her! Huo Muchen lifted the corner of the quilt and moved quickly so as not to let any wind in.

He walked to the closet with straight long legs and took out a coat from the closet with familiarity.

When he turned around and came back, he saw Song Ci burying most of his little face in the soft pillow again, "Why, do you still want to stay in bed?"

Song Ci was sulking in the pillow, "I either stayed in bed or didn't want to get up."

"Ci Bao," Huo Muchen squatted down, "You seem to have said something, but it seems you didn't say it."

"Are you telling me I'm talking nonsense?"

Song Ci buried his little face into the pillow and ignored Huo Muchen.

Huo Muchen saw that the kitten was anxious again, but his mood became more cheerful, "Do I have it?"

"You do, and you bully me again. I want to tell the housekeeper that you bully others."

Song Ci's voice had a crying tone, as if if he was provoked again, he would cry in the next second.

Huo Muchen immediately stopped all teasing and put his hand on Song Ci's ear, "My dear, I was wrong. I won't cry if I don't want to, eh?"

Song Ci's eyes were filled with tears. He secretly peeked out his eyes from the pillow, glanced at them and then took them back, ignoring them.

Huo Muchen was a little helpless, and even more distressed.

In his impression, Xiao Ci loved to laugh, but after marrying him, she was always worried about gains and losses, and always cried.

Especially since she is pregnant now, her body hormones are very unstable, and her mood is even more ups and downs. How can he still tease her casually?

He laughed at himself, really getting carried away.

"My sweetheart, then you can punish your husband however you want, okay?"

Huo Muchen gently coaxed Song Ci in her ear.

After coaxing him for who knows how long, Song Ci lazily burped and said, "Huo Muchen."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm tired of crying."

Song Ci's crying mood came and went quickly.

Huo Muchen gathered the people together and held them in his arms, "Then baby, rest for a while and then cry again."

Song Ci snorted and turned away to ignore him.

Huo Muchen was really helpless, even a little at a loss. Song Ci was extremely easy to coax, and he rarely ignored him until now. Moreover, Song Ci had been accommodating him recently.

He lifted the person into his arms and said, "Baby, do you want to eat something?"

Song Ci still ignored him.

Huo Muchen said helplessly: "Eat a small cake."

"And add chocolate."

Song Ci responded lazily.

"good."

"Ten dollars."

Song Ci made another request.

"no!"

Huo Muchen did not go to get the cotton coat, wrapped Song Ci in a blanket, led people downstairs, and warned: "You can eat two yuan a day, if you eat ten yuan, if your throat hurts, you want to torture

who?"

Song Ci glanced at Huo Muchen, tears welling up in his eyes again.

Huo Muchen refused to give in to Song Ci's food.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "There's no point in crying, and besides, Mrs. Huo, you're not the only one who can cry."

Song Ci snorted: "You mean, if I have to eat, you will still cry for me?"

"meeting!"

One word, sonorous and powerful.

Huo Muchen didn't mention the scene where they cried in the wedding basement the day before yesterday. He didn't want Xiao Ci to feel any guilt.

He just wants his sweetheart to be happy.

Song Ci kicked his calf unhappily, "Then why do you give me money? I can only watch that I have money, but I can't spend it.

I'm going out shopping in a few days and will spend all your money! Spend it all!"

"Let Mrs. Huo spend it! Once Mrs. Huo spends it, I am incompetent!"

Huo Muchen grabbed her butt, opened the refrigerator with one hand, took out a small cake, and heated it in the microwave. His tone was even more lazy and casual.

The moonlight faintly filtered through the window, pouring on the side of the man's face, casting a faint light over the man.

"Huo Muchen, I even found someone to help me spend the money! I bought several companies in one go, believe it or not!"

"You can first find someone to help you spend the money."

Huo Muchen raised the corners of his lips and took out the heated cake.

The fragrant and glutinous aroma swirled back and forth in the nostrils, catching Song Ci's taste buds at once.

While Song Ci opened his mouth in frustration and waited to be fed, he was thinking about who could help him spend money?

She had too much money and couldn't find anyone to spend it all. She was so angry! She finished the cake one bite at a time. Huo Muchen didn't take her to bed immediately, but walked to the glass greenhouse at the top of the flat floor.

"Where are you taking me?"
Chapter completed!