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

That day, as soon as Jiang Muyu opened her eyes from the bed, she rushed to the door of Young Master Huo's room and squatted down!

She was still wearing the little yellow duck pajamas, with an excited face, ready to surprise Huo Dashao.

At that time, maybe it was because her behavior was too strange, and the time was too early compared with usual.

When the family saw it, they were all amazed!

Butler Li couldn't help asking her at that time, "Miss, what are you doing squatting at the door of the eldest and youngest room?"

"Shh! Grandpa Li, don't talk, I want to surprise First Young Master Huo!" At that time, she directly lowered her voice and said these words carefully.

Jiang Muyu was so excited at the time!
She always remembered that day was her birthday. Every year in the past, she would chase after Young Master Huo for gifts.

Under normal circumstances, he would nod and agree to whatever she wanted!

So she got up early today, ready to wait for him here, otherwise if he went out today, she wouldn't be able to see others.

When Huo Beicheng pushed the door open, he saw the little girl squatting at the door with her knees in her arms.

"What are you going to do squatting at the door of my room?"

Jiang Muyu raised her head, turned her head back and smiled when she saw him, "Master Huo, today is my birthday! My eighth birthday!"

Huo Dashao just nodded indifferently, "Oh, I see!"

Hearing that he was so indifferent, Jiang Muyu immediately jumped up, "What? Huo Dashao, I said, today is my birthday, my birthday, birthday, birthday! Did you hear, today is my birthday!"

Huo Beicheng raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, "Got it!"

It seemed that because he had just woken up, the boy's voice hadn't changed yet, and the clear voice was a little deeper than usual.

"You really know? Why are you so indifferent? I said that today is his birthday, why don't you give me a different reaction!"

Looking at his stern face, Jiang Muyu just flattened his mouth at that time, feeling unhappy.

Then, she watched First Young Master Huo twitch the corners of his mouth, leaned close to her ear, and said with a low smile, "Happy birthday, my little one!"

Hearing his birthday wishes, Jiang Muyu immediately turned from cloudy to sunny.

Immediately hugging his arms with a smile, followed his buttocks to the restaurant downstairs, without stopping talking along the way.

"Young Master Huo, after my birthday, I will be eight years old!"

"So I will be a big girl from now on, you can't always call me a little girl!"

Huo Beicheng listened to her chatter, but there was no impatience on his face, "Eight years old is still a little girl!"

"What! I am a big girl at the age of eight!"

At that time, she stubbornly believed that after one birthday, she would grow up.

In fact, it was just one more day!

It's just that that day is special, it's her birthday... nothing else is different.

Huo Dashao probably got really annoyed by being pestered by her from behind, so he held her face in both hands and said, "When you really grow up, I will take you to the south to see the sea!"

During that period of time, it seemed that she was really looking at the sea every day.

After hearing his words, Jiang Muyu's eyes lit up instantly, "Go to that southern city on TV to see the sea?"

"Yes! The island you mentioned."

She was almost jumping up for joy, "Then how old is my birthday? When I grow up, is that... my birthday?"

Huo Beicheng, who was still a teenager at the time, seemed to think about it, and then gave her a day, "22 years old, when you can get married, I will take you there."

"Wow! Really? 22nd birthday, you can't lie to me!"

Huo Dashao kneaded her chubby face and replied, "I'm not lying to you!"

So for the next three consecutive days, little Jiang Muyu had to ask the same question dozens of times every day.

"Master Huo, don't forget your 22nd birthday!"

"Young Master Huo, how long is it until your 22nd birthday? Why can you marry at 22?"

"Master Huo, I've heard from Grandpa Li that he's an adult, but why do you say you're going to be 22 years old? Your birthday is earlier, why don't you just do it!"

"Master Huo, actually I think 16 years old is better! Those big sisters look so good at 16 years old!"

"Master Huo, how many days will it be before I get to 22?"

"Master Huo..."

For a few days, she kept chasing after his buttocks, until he turned black in the end, "Say it again, I won't take you there."

Threats and lures are very effective for little Jiang Muyu.

From then on, she no longer chased Young Master Huo to ask when her 22nd birthday was, but occasionally she couldn't help but pop up 22...

At that time, she thought that they had an agreement.

A promise about when she can grow up and get married. In those few days, she lay on the bed at night and dreamed that she would grow up.

……

Jiang Muyu recalled the past in a trance, and looked at the man in front of her eyes.

It took a while to hook the corners of the mouth, "You still remember!"

She was about to forget, birthday... 22nd birthday!
A day that she used to think about every day, but when she didn't expect it to come, she didn't think about it.

Huo Beicheng handed the peeled crab to her, "My memory has always been better than yours!"

She was 22 years old, he always remembered!

He never forgot a day, because he always remembered why he said this number in the first place.

……

That morning, before he got up from the bed, he heard movement outside.

He knew that that day was Jiang Muyu's birthday, but he didn't expect this little girl to get up early in the morning and squat outside his room door.

As soon as he opened the door, he looked outside the door. A little girl was wearing little yellow duck pajamas, her hair was disheveled, and she was squatting outside with her back leaning on her.

He deliberately pretended not to know it was her birthday and asked her.

The little girl looked up at him, her little face was round and red like a big apple, so pink and cute that one wanted to take a bite.

When she asked him later when he was considered an adult.

He was actually a little dazed, holding her little face and looking at those big bright eyes.

Without even thinking about it himself, he blurted out, "When you are 22 years old!"

When answering her, he seemed to be answering himself as well.

In the next few days, the little girl always asked him with wide eyes, why is he 22 years old, and how long is it before 22 years old?
Because of what?
Because he knows that at the age of 22, his junior can marry, and she can grow up!

He...they can be together!