The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

Not long after Xia Nuanxin left, the young man who was with Huo Beixiao was called away by his friend.In the end, Xia Luocheng and Huo Beixiao were left sitting in the yard staring blankly.

It was alright at first, but Chenchen just focused on eating, and he ate half of the plate full of dim sum. In the end, Huo Beixiao was afraid that he would eat too much, so he took away the dim sum and forbade him to eat any more. up.

Chenchen burped, holding the teacup with both hands and was about to drink water, but the tea was too full and the other person was too short, after working hard for a long time, he could only sip slowly with his mouth on the side of the teacup.

Huo Beixiao couldn't stand it anymore, and picked up the teacup with a wave of his hand.

But he was completely subconsciously watching Xia Luocheng drink. When he really picked up the teacup, he was stunned again.

Huo Beixiao has never taken care of a child, so the historical problem of how to feed the child is hard for our CEO.

Huo Beixiao's rare and expressive face twitched slightly, neither holding the cup nor putting it down, nor hello, just froze there.

Chenchen looked at Huo Beixiao, as if he understood the difficulties this "strange uncle" was facing, he boldly jumped off the stone stool and ran to Huo Beixiao.

First, he carefully glanced at his expression, then gently held the cup with two small hands and pulled it towards him, approached with his mouth slightly pouted, and drank most of the bowl in one go.

With half a bowl of snacks and half a cup of tea, Chen Chen finally had enough to eat and drink.

He stroked his chubby belly, but sat on the side in a calm manner, staring at Huo Beixiao.

"How old are you?" Huo Beixiao panicked leisurely, looking for something to say.

Chenchen played with half of the dim sum that fell from the table, without raising his head, and replied in a childlike voice: "Five years old."

Huo Beixiao: "What's your name?"

"It's called Chenchen." Chenchen continued to poke the cake with his finger.

Huo Beixiao clapped his hands away, put the two plates of pastries together, put the bad cake on the plate, and put it on the other side where Chenchen couldn't reach: "What's your name?"

Chenchen blinked his eyes and tilted his head: "It's called Chenchen."

In fact, Chenchen knew what his first name was, but those three characters were too difficult to read and write, so to those who judged him as ignorant, he said that his first name was Chenchen.

Because sometimes those annoying adults always ask him to write his own name, and the word Chenchen is obviously much easier to write.

Huo Beixiao didn't ask any more questions, just sat where he was and didn't speak.

At that moment just now, he suddenly wanted to know Chenchen's last name...

He felt a little ridiculous and shook his head.

Could Qiao Yu's child still be named Huo?
Not long after sitting there, Xia Nuan hurried out from the inner hall, holding a shopping list in her hand, she looked around, and when her eyes touched Charlotte City, she immediately felt relieved, and trotted towards them Come here.

Huo Beixiao noticed Xia Nuanxin's expression, thinking that she was so anxious because she was worried that the child would be taken away by Huo Beixiao, the expression on her face became colder.

"Mom..." When Chenchen saw Xia Nuanxin coming out, he changed his original obedience, rubbed his little butt against the stone stool, and immediately slid off the stool, thumping towards Xia Nuanxin.

Xia Nuanxin took Chenchen's hand and nodded to Huo Beixiao: "Thank you for helping me take Chenchen."

Huo Beixiao snorted coldly, turned around, and didn't speak.

Xia Nuanxin saw Huo Beixiao's indifferent attitude, so she didn't say any more, took Chenchen's hand and took two steps outside.When she was almost at the door, she suddenly remembered something, so she had to turn back again.

"That..." Xia Nuan hesitated, speaking hesitantly.

Huo Beixiao looked up at Xia Nuanxin, without speaking, his eyes were fixed.

Xia Nuanxin shook her head, thinking that she was already so embarrassing anyway, and she wasn't afraid to do it again, so she bit the bullet and asked, "That... can you lend me some money?"

Before the words finished, Huo Beixiao's face turned colorful. He seemed to suspect that he had heard wrong, and turned his ears slightly: "What?"

Xia Nuanxin knew that he must be thinking wrong, so she quickly reached out and took out a stack of US dollars from her bag, and said quickly: "My mother said that there are still a lot of memorial supplies that are missing, so I have to make up for it, but I came In a hurry, there is no RMB, I can exchange US dollars with you..."

After saying this, Xia Nuanxin seemed to be able to see three black lines falling from Huo Beixiao's forehead. If it was Qiao Yu, he would definitely be ridiculed at this time.

But Huo Beixiao is still Huo Beixiao after all, he just glanced at Xia Nuanxin one more time, then at Chenchen who was holding her clothes with worry, he took out a stack of RMB from his wallet and handed it to Xia Nuanxin.

"U.S. dollars are no longer needed, they are just waste paper to me."

Xia Nuanxin was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly stuffed the RMB and US dollars back into her bag, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll change it for you next time."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Chenchen to leave, but before he could move, he heard Huo Beixiao Shiran make a knife.

"...Do you know where is the store where you can buy sacrificial supplies?"

Xia Nuanxin: "..."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there are many pedestrians on the street.There are couples shopping arm in arm in twos and threes, and young families of three pushing baby carriages... The unfamiliar roads, but the scenery is different from New York.

Xia Nuanxin was a little embarrassed because of what happened just now, so she borrowed the money and brought the child back, but in the end she still had to go shopping with Huo Beixiao.

I'm afraid she can't get rid of her damn road-crazy problem in this life.

"Mom, what is that!" Chenchen saw something interesting.

It was a small stall of sugar kneaders, and a 70- to [-]-year-old master craftsman was busy making sugar knuckles.On the stall in front of him, there were already many sugar figurines of different sizes and shapes.Many parents held their children and watched from the sidelines.

Most of the children are very interested in sugar figurines, clamoring to buy them.

Considering that Huo Beixiao was also there, Xia Nuanxin grabbed Chen Chen's hand to prevent him from going, and said in a stern voice: "Chenchen, good boy...may I take you out sometime when I'm free?"

Chenchen was aggrieved, neither saying good nor bad, but his eyes stared straight at the small stall, and the steps that were originally happy and relaxed turned into swaying small steps, which made Xia Chen feel uncomfortable. Warm heart dragged away.

Xia Nuanxin didn't dare to look at Huo Beixiao's face. According to her understanding of Huo Beixiao, he has always been impatient with children, and now his face is probably very ugly.

But to Xia Nuan's surprise, it was Huo Beixiao who stopped first.

His voice was faint, with a familiar magnetism: "Go and have a look. Those things will be used tomorrow, so don't worry about it right now."

In front of the stall, the old master was pinching a Monkey King, and many children stretched their necks to watch.Chenchen, who was not tall enough, was pulling at the counter, trying to see the master's movements with his toes on his toes.

He stood for a while and then stopped to take a rest. After resting, he tiptoed again, and he didn't even call Xia Nuanxin to hug him.

In the end, a young woman with a child next to her couldn't stand it anymore, Zhao Xia nodded warmly: "Is your child? It's so cute, he wants to see it, let Dad hold it, he is so tired. Let my husband hold my son and watch it."

After all, the young woman pouted her lips to the side, and a simple-looking young man hugged a child with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain and laughed at them.

Embarrassment appeared on Xia Nuanxin's face, fearing that Huo Beixiao would get angry if she was unhappy, she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Isn't he..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Beixiao bent down without warning, and hugged Chenchen.

In front of the stall, they saw that the old master had finished making Monkey King, and several children rushed to buy it, but Chenchen didn't want it.

He looked around, picked out a little sugar figurine that looked like a middle-aged man, and asked Xia Nuanxin to buy it for him.

Xia Nuanxin felt strange at the time, most children like colorful things, the one Chenchen picked, not only has no tricks, but also a black and white image of a middle-aged man...

Does the child have any psychological problems?

Xia Nuanxin's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

Huo Beixiao also found it strange. He brought Xia Nuanxin to a store that bought sacrificial supplies. When Xia Nuanxin went to communicate with the owner, he put Chenchen on the ground and asked him strangely.

"Chenchen, other children want Monkey King, why do you want this little sugar man?"

Chenchen squeezed the handle of the little sugar man, and balked and refused to tell Huo Beixiao. No matter how he asked, he was uncharacteristically unwilling to say anything.

Huo Beixiao was so anxious that he turned his head and ran to find Xia Nuanxin.

The supplies that Qiu Yating asked Xia Nuanxin to buy were relatively heavy. Cars couldn't drive in the pedestrian street, and there were no taxis to call. They could only be carried by hand, and this important task could only be handed over to the only man present.

Xia Nuanxin felt very sorry, but...

She cushioned Chenchen's gradually sliding small body, and sighed helplessly.

She also doesn't have a third hand to carry those things.

After leaving the pedestrian street, Xia Nuanxin insisted on calling a taxi. Although it was not far from the neighborhood where Huang Qiming lived, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she would not dare to ask Huo Beixiao to help her carry her things again.

The car directly sent the two of them to the gate of Huang Qiming's mansion. As soon as the car stopped, a tall and tall figure strode up to meet him, and the visitor spoke cheerfully.

"Auntie said you're back, why don't you tell me, I can pick you up at the airport..."

Qiao Yu said while reaching out to take Chenchen from Xia Nuanxin's hand. Xia Nuanxin saw that it was Qiao Yu, so she handed over the child without any pressure, and turned to pick up the things in the car, but when she touched it, I felt empty.

Huo Beixiao had already carried the things down from another car door.

When Qiao Yu saw Huo Beixiao, her movements froze and her face turned cold.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Yu's tone was not very friendly.

Xia Nuanxin tugged on Qiao Yu's sleeve and shook her head at him.

Huo Beixiao saw this small movement, and felt it was extremely dazzling. He stuffed a bunch of things into the hands of Huang Lihe and the others who came out to meet him, and turned to look at Qiao Yu coldly.

"It's all here for Mr. Huang to practice. You can come, but I can't?"