Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

The early morning twilight, with warmth, shone on her body. Jian Yao almost forgot the feeling of enjoying the happiness of waking up. Suddenly, she was not woken up by the sound of police sirens, and there was no noisy sound of dressing and washing around her. But a little uncomfortable.

Man, is a bitch!

The air around is already empty, which proves that the master has been away for a long time.

He still looks like that, using her as a tool to vent his desires, when he wants, he will do what he wants, and when he shakes her off, he will be merciless.

Shower and change clothes.

"Cough cough cough—" she coughed a few times.

Touching the warm forehead, she probably got wet from the rain, caught the cold, or got a high fever.

He opened the bed drawer familiarly, and there were standing medicines in it.

Cold spirit, she took it out, but revealed a small photo album inside.

When she opened it, her hands trembled.

Above is her son, whom she has never met, chubby in white and wearing overalls, crawling on the Gracilaria, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, charming and cute.

On the other hand, Jiang Li was clinging to Huo Jinming, looking like a family of three.

Such a photo was actually placed on the bedside table, so how much Huo Jinming cherished this photo album when she was not around, to put it in such an easily accessible place.

Jiang Li is so close to her son, where should she be?
Do not!
It's impossible!

Her son will only have her as a mother!
Hurriedly going downstairs, ignoring Mama Li's yelling behind her, Jian Yao told her to go to Huo's old house, and rushed out.

……

The Huo family's old house is located on the mountainside ten miles outside the city, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, which is extremely magnificent.

The taxi could only park at the bottom of the mountain, and had no authority to go up. Jian Yao paid the fare without any hesitation, and hurried up.

Panting heavily, she looked at the door of the villa, and her son was inside, very close to her!

But she was scared!

what does he look like
Will he recognize her?
Can he call her mother?
With a trembling hand, he gently touched the doorbell, his eyes were filled with mist, and it fell with a "click".

Taking a deep breath, mustering up the courage, she pressed down firmly.

"Ding-dong-"

The crisp sound of the doorbell signaled that she and her son were going one step further.

For a moment, the video in front of the door lit up, showing her face on it.

She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse: "Hi, I'm Jian Yao."

The screen went black, and soon the heavy door slowly opened.

She was so happy that she couldn't control herself, she trotted in, walked through the long street and flower beds, walked through the gravel path, and stepped into this living room that she had only visited once.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room is a middle-aged beautiful woman in a luxurious dress, with her hands folded in front of her chest, lazily and elegantly but with a strong aura.

Just taking a look at her, Jian Yao's whole body felt like she had been electrified.

Swallowing her saliva, she opened her mouth: "Mom—"

Song Guiqin raised her chin and looked at it: "You actually came out?"

Such an ironic opening statement, Jian Yao was so frustrated that she didn't even have a trace of self-esteem.

The husband doesn't like it, and the mother-in-law doesn't like it either. This is her status in the Huo family.

"Yeah." The reply was like a mosquito sound, in a low voice.

Her eyes looked around, always looking for the figure she was looking forward to in her dream, but she still couldn't see it.

"What are you doing here?" Song Guiqin gently brushed the broken hair on her ears, stood up, walked to her side, and looked up and down.

Jian Yao pursed her lips: "I want to see Yu Chen."

"Just because you look at Yu Chen? Why do you have the nerve to say it?"

Song Guiqin's voice rose slumped, piercing and sharp.