Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Huo Beicheng was in the restaurant, ordered his aunt to prepare something to eat, then walked to the restaurant, picked up something and started peeling some fruit.

When Jiang Muyu came down, there was already a plate of fruit on the table.

All sliced ​​and placed, you can put it directly in your mouth.

"Come down? Do you want to eat some fruit first or just eat?"

Huo Dashao looked into her eyes, the color of his eyes changed slightly, then he stretched out his hand and pulled her to the side to sit down.

"Master Huo, shall we have a good talk?"

Jiang Muyu's face was solemn, his palms were already clenched, he didn't look at him, but just lowered his head and stared at the fruit plate on the table.

Young Master Huo looked at her and said, "Say."

"I promise, my eyes won't deteriorate so quickly. I won't do anything that is bad for my eyes. Let's go to the suburbs to stay. I won't watch TV series, and I won't use my phone every day to play..." Her voice was a little weak , "In this way, the eyes will definitely last longer, so you let me give birth to the child, okay?"

Her voice was soft and soft.

Even after thinking about it for so long, she still wanted to keep the baby.

"Xiaoyi, I've already arranged a hospital for you."

Young Master Huo held the back of her hand and tightened it. His tone was very gentle, but also firm.

"Huo Beicheng, I won't take it."

She clenched her silver teeth tightly, raised her head suddenly, and looked directly into his eyes with slightly red eyes.

The straight back was trembling slightly at this time, and there was a wound on the heart that was opening little by little, and it was very painful, as if fresh blood was flowing downward.

The man looked helpless, "Don't be so self-willed, this time you listen to me, the doctor will do a comprehensive checkup for you tomorrow. Even if... you don't take it, let's check it again, okay?"

He spoke very carefully, for fear of irritating Jiang Muyu in front of him.

It is said that the mood of pregnant women is the most unstable...

Jiang Muyu paused, her eyes lit up, "You agreed? Check again, did you agree to let me keep the baby?"

"Check first, huh?"

"it is good……"

……

"it's me."

That night, Huo Beicheng received a call. As soon as the other party spoke, he knew who it was without looking at the caller ID.

Ji Ziyang!
Huo Beicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had already prepared himself a bit, without showing the slightest surprise or surprise.

"Well, is something wrong?"

Ji Ziyang on the other side of the phone was not tactful, and explained the reason for the call very straightforwardly, "What's wrong with her eyes? And the child..."

When he heard Jiang Muyu ask that question today, he knew what the crux of the problem was.

Eyes, boy!
The living room didn't turn on the light, the moonlight outside the window shone down, and directly sprinkled on the ground to form a light, and at the same time left the shadow of the man on the small balcony on the ground.

Huo Beicheng's whole head was sober after being blown by the cold wind, his thin lips moved, "Compared to the child, I only hope that she is well."

He spoke softly and firmly.

He is a very selfish person, the most important people in his own world are Xiaoyi and his three children.

This fetus in the womb, he will love him...

But everything is based on the good foundation of Primary One.

If we say that for this child, Jiang Muyu will lose his eyes in the end, and even... more things.

Then, he would rather be this villain!