Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Holding the doorknob with his slender fingers, he opened the door. Huo Jingyuan leaned in with his upper body in black pajamas.

Glancing at the bed, his eyebrows twitched, and he quickly turned his eyes away, "Your clothes are dirty, I'll send someone to send you new ones later, you can take a shower first, I put my clothes on the bedside table If you don't mind, you can wear it first."

He spoke in an orderly manner, and arranged everything clearly, but the more Qiao Ruoqing listened to it, the more she felt annoyed.

"Get out!" Qiao Ruoqing cursed, copied a pillow and smashed it on the door.

The door slammed shut, and Qiao Ruoqing buried her head deeply in her knees.

It seems to be true, she really had a relationship with Huo Jingyuan last night...

How could she do that kind of thing with Huo Jingyuan?They obviously...

How can this be...

in the living room.

Huo Jingyuan moved his neck with his hands, feeling a little depressed.

It seems that even the best sofa is not as comfortable as sleeping on a bed, but fortunately there is no stiff neck.

The doorbell rang, and he went to answer it.

I thought it was Cheng Han who brought the clothes, but when I opened the door, the person standing at the door was not Cheng Han, but Tang Lan.

"Mom?" Huo Jingyuan was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

While talking, he turned his body sideways, took a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them down.

Tang Lan changed her shoes and entered the house with a food box, "Didn't you say that you are busy recently and you may not have time to go home for the next few weeks? I made porridge for you and brought it over, and I also made your favorite food Crystal bag, no matter how busy you are at work, you still have to eat breakfast, otherwise it will be bad for your health. Look, I made breakfast for you so early, isn’t it very touching, Xiaojing.”

Before Huo Jingyuan could speak, she asked again: "Why are you still wearing pajamas? At this hour, shouldn't you have already washed up?"

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer.

He originally thought that Qiao Ruoqing hadn't woken up and wanted to wash up first.

In the end, Qiao Ruoqing scolded her without even entering the room.

Tang Lan didn't hear Huo Jingyuan's answer, so she didn't ask any further questions. She pulled Huo Jingyuan to sit down by the dining table, and opened the food box, "Xiaojing, try it quickly and see if mom's cooking has deteriorated! You used to like eating this food the most." It’s gone, or you’d better move back home, so that mom can make you breakfast every morning..."

Huo Jingyuan glanced at the direction of the room, frowned and asked politely: "Mom, didn't Dad say anything when you came out so early?"

Tang Lan immediately laughed, "No, your father loves me and you, he knows that I'm here to bring you breakfast, and he also told me to be careful on the road, he babbled a lot..."

Huo Jingyuan raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows.

That's not the point at all...

Qiao Ruoqing is in the room now, if she comes out later, or if Tang Lan finds her here, it's hard to tell.

He is usually calm no matter what situation he is in, but today his eyes have been erratic.

Sensing something was wrong, Tang Lan tilted her head, "Why Xiaojing, don't you want to eat breakfast made by your mother?"

"No." Reflexively answered Tang Lan's question, Huo Jingyuan was silent for a moment, and began to persuade: "Mom, if you have nothing else to do, then..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

Although there was little movement, it still caught the attention of two people in the dining room.

Tang Lan turned her head to look at the bedroom in surprise. She wanted to ask Huo Jingyuan when she would hide people at home, but before she could say anything, she saw Qiao Ruoqing coming out of the room wearing Huo Jingyuan's shirt.

After Qiao Ruoqing woke up, she found her clothes in the bathroom. They were all soaked in water, and when she picked them up, they were drenched and dripping continuously.

None of them are wearable.

But she couldn't wear nothing after taking a shower... She had no choice but to wear the clothes Huo Jingyuan had prepared for her.

Fortunately, Huo Jingyuan was much taller than her, and a man's skeleton was bigger than a girl's, so Qiao Ruoqing's shirt was too big for Qiao Ruoqing to wear. The hem of the shirt covered half of her thighs, which looked a bit like a skirt.

"H" type skirt with no line feeling at all.

She wrapped herself in a quilt and waited in the room for a while, seeing that Huo Jingyuan hadn't brought her clothes in yet, she was anxious, so she wanted to come out and ask.

As a result, as soon as he came out of the room, he saw Tang Lan who was sitting at the dining table with Huo Jingyuan, and was completely stunned.

What should I do... Tang Lan saw her like this, would Tang Lan think she was a very casual girl, would she...

She was still thinking wildly, but Tang Lan had already laughed out loud, walked over happily and grabbed her arm, "Xiaoqing, you were wearing Xiaojing's clothes, did you spend the night at Xiaojing's place last night?" ah?"

"Uh..." Qiao Ruoqing felt a little embarrassed and blushed.

Although she didn't say anything, Tang Lan had already noticed it, and smiled and pulled her to sit down by the dining table, without any sign of anger, "I just got up at this time, must have been exhausted last night, right? "

Qiao Ruoqing opened her eyes wide in horror.

Tired... Tired?

Why does that sound like... weird?Is she evil?still……

"Aunt Tang, I..."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to blame you. You should sleep a little longer. Ah! I'm so happy!" Tang Lan interrupted her.

Qiao Ruoqing: "..."

happy?What does it mean?
She thinks this morning is a bit high energy...

At this time, Tang Lan had brought the porridge that Huo Jingyuan had just served to her, "Come on, Xiaoqing, try the porridge made by Auntie, this is Xiaojing's favorite food before, and this, the crystal bag , it’s also delicious, try it quickly, hurry up!”

Tang Lan put her palms together in front of her chest, staring at Qiao Ruoqing intently, she seemed a little nervous, as if she was afraid that she would not like it.

Qiao Ruoqing shrugged her shoulders, always feeling that something was wrong, and glanced timidly at Huo Jingyuan.

Meeting her eyes, Huo Jingyuan understood what she meant, and asked Tang Lan, "Mom, what about me?"

"You, what are you? You are a big man, it won't matter if you are hungry, how can you grab food from a girl like Xiaoqing?" Tang Lan glared at Huo Jingyuan, then turned her gaze back to Qiao Ruoqing's face, The smile immediately became amiable, "Xiaoqing, don't be dazed, try it!"

Huo Jingyuan propped his chin with his hands, and sighed slightly.

Didn't you just say that skipping breakfast is bad for your health?Why has it changed completely now?
I'm afraid he didn't pick it up!

The hospitality was hard to come by, so Qiao Ruoqing had no choice but to drink porridge and eat breakfast as Tang Lan said, and while eating, she praised Tang Lan for her good craftsmanship. Tang Lan was so elated that she was even happier.

But Huo Jingyuan was completely reduced to a spectator, as if he was just an outsider, and all of this had nothing to do with him.

The doorbell rang, and the spectators who had nothing to do and no sense of presence went to open the door.

The person who came was Cheng Han, who bought clothes according to the size Huo Jingyuan said and sent them over.

This was the first time Huo Jingyuan asked him to buy women's clothes, and it was delivered early in the morning.

Seeing the door open, he, who has always been only obsessed with work, couldn't help but want to gossip: "Mr. Huo, these clothes..."

However, before he finished his gossip, Huo Jingyuan, who took the clothes, closed the door without hesitation.

Cheng Han was stunned, a little helpless.

He knows best what his boss is.

However, to be able to hook up Huo Jingyuan like this, I don't know what kind of person the other party is.

In the room, Huo Jingyuan had no idea what kind of inner activities Cheng Han was going on, and he didn't care at all.

When he got to the dining table, he handed the bag of clothes to Qiao Ruoqing, "Go and change."

Qiao Ruoqing felt that she just had an affair with Huo Jingyuan last night and met Tang Lan this morning, and she was still dressed like this, which was really embarrassing.

So after taking the bag from Huo Jingyuan, he just thanked him and got up and went into the bedroom without even saying hello to Tang Lan.

Because he walked faster, the hem of his shirt fluttered, revealing his fair thighs.

Huo Jingyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away.

Seeing that the bedroom door was closed, Tang Lan grabbed Huo Jingyuan's arm, pulled him onto the chair, and asked excitedly, "Yes, Xiaojing, I didn't realize you were so fast. When did the two of you meet?" Together? Why didn't you tell mom?"

Huo Jingyuan held his forehead with his hands, "Mom, that's not the case..."

"What's not? I've seen it all, and you still want to deny it?" The smile on Tang Lan's face disappeared, and she looked serious, "Xiaojing, that's not what your father and I taught you! Xiaoqing is a Good girl, well-behaved and capable, now she is yours, you have to admit it and treat her better in the future, you know? Otherwise, your father and I will not let you go!"

Huo Jingyuan still wanted to struggle, "Mom..."

"Mom, why? No matter what you say, it won't work!" Tang Lan stood up from the chair, and then glanced towards the bedroom, very self-aware, "If I had known Xiaoqing was here with you, I wouldn't have come here today. I don't know if I'm bothering you... I'll be leaving right away."

While talking, he picked up the bag next to him and put it on his shoulder.

Before leaving the house, he did not forget to tell Huo Jingyuan that as a man, he must act bravely and not evade or shirk responsibility afterwards.

Huo Jingyuan had a headache.

What is this all about?
Qiao Ruoqing was still in the bedroom, and Huo Jingyuan went to the window.

The sunlight shines through the glass and shines on a row of small green plants on the window sill, full of vigor.

He didn't like to keep these things before, and he always found them troublesome.

It was the suggestion that Qiao Ruoqing gave him when he left that time, saying that some plants at home would be a little angry, and the sunlight would look good on them.

It is very nice.

But what happened last night...

The cell phone rang suddenly in the quiet room, it was a call from Xiao Mingquan.

After picking up the phone, Huo Jingyuan looked down at the sun-shrouded city outside the window and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Mingquan's tone sounded the same as usual, and he directly stated the purpose of his call: "There will be a meeting in two hours, let me remind you."