Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Huo Shaoting returned to the villa.

This villa area is developed by the West Asia Group, and the security and privacy are top-notch. He has reserved one for himself.

The black Maybach drove slowly into the black carved gate. When the car entered, all the lights in the villa were brightly lit, and the music fountain started to spray | water, making joyful sounds.

Huo Shaoting parked the car, got out of the car, and the servant came over.

"Miss is silent again."

Huo Shaoting handed her the coat and walked under the moonlight to an osmanthus tree.

Little Hosie is shutting himself up.

Huo Shaoting knelt down beside her, looking at little Huo Xi lovingly.

Brown hair, slightly curly, fluffy loose on the shoulders.

The small face is small and pointed, very white and tender, the eyes are like black | grapes, the bridge of the nose is straight, the small mouth is pursed, and she is not happy.

Bai Nen's small hands grabbed the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus, one by one, two by one.

Huo Shaoting talked to her, but she ignored him.

Immerse yourself completely in your own world!

Huo Shaoting didn't carry her back, but just squatted aside to accompany her. At 10:30, the little guy suddenly stopped autistic and threw himself into his arms: "Today, some children said that I don't have a mother!"

Huo Shaoting carried the little guy home.

He touched her little head: "Our little Hussie has a mother... Mom is a little fairy just like Hussie!"

He put the little one at the table.

The maid immediately placed the dishes and served hot meals and dishes. My heart ached!

Little Horsey was so hungry that he took the bowl and ate it with a spoon, eating half of it.

After eating, she remembered again, and looked at Huo Shaoting eagerly: "I want my mother! If other children have it, I want it too!"

Huo Shaoting carried little Huo Xi upstairs.

Little Huo Xi moaned to put the bath water in by himself, and after taking a bath, he nestled into his father's arms fragrantly.

Huo Shaoting helped her brush her hair.

He looked very kind: "Hosie, if you want a mother, you have to fight for it yourself!"

Little Horsey felt something was wrong!

Mom wants to find it by herself, so what does she want dad to do?

Huo Shaoting's face was calm: "Father is going to send you to learn piano... well, there are many beautiful female teachers there, you can see who has the same hair color as yours and looks good-looking, you can find her to be your mother! Let's start Well, don't say your name is Huo Xi, and don't say who your father is!"

Little Horsey didn't understand.

Huo Shaoting gave her a very reasonable explanation: "If you know who your father is, you will be greedy for his beauty, not because you really like Huo Xi!...For example, Teacher Zhang and Teacher Wang before!"

Little Horsey thinks Dad is right!

Before going to bed at night, the little guy looks in the mirror... The little fairy with brown hair and looks as good-looking as Hosie is her mother!

……

In fact, Wen Man no longer teaches.

But early in the morning, Sister Li specially called her in Switzerland, saying that a friend's child asked her to take care of it.

Wen Man was about to ask carefully.

Sister Li said haha: "I'm going to take medicine! I'll die first!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Man was also quite helpless. After thinking about it, she went to the music center.

Go to the front desk and ask, there are such a number of people.

The identity was kept a secret, Wen Man guessed that it was the child of an important person, so she waited.

Five p.m.

The lady at the front desk came over and said with a smile, "Director Wen, that kid is here, go and have a look!"

Wen Man didn't care either.

She put down the report in her hand and walked into the reception room.

The child was brought over by a servant, and it was unexpectedly small, less than one meter long.

Wen Man wanted to refuse, because the child was too young to learn piano.But when the child turned around, Wen Man's blood froze all over his body.

Brown hair, small white and tender face.

It's too beautiful!

She's a lot like...a lot like...

Wen Man's throat seemed to be blocked, and she almost lost her composure. She stretched out her trembling hand and touched the little thing well.

Little Hosie was even more excited than she was!

Little Hussie stared at her brown hair, pretty face, waist, and legs... she was so pretty, she was the mother who made it for her!

Little Hosie graciously gave way.

Not only was she allowed to touch, but she also rubbed into Wen Man's arms.

The small pointed chin rested on Wen Man's shoulder." "My name is Xixi. "

Sissy...

Wen Man was taken aback.

She was so pinched by little Husse, she couldn't put it down, but after the excitement, she still had to go through the process: "What's your father's name?"

Little Hosie had beautiful eyes and shed tears.

"My father sells tea eggs, and people call him a profiteer! My mother is gone... Dad is very busy, and I have no one to take care of me!"

In a few words, the image of a distressed child has been created.

Wen Man felt very distressed.

She helped the little guy wipe away her tears, and couldn't help kissing her again. At that moment, her heart was incredibly soft, but she also felt guilty of stealing something from others.

Without thinking about it, she decided to accept little Hussie.

The little one is so small, she needs to hold her and sit in front of the piano.

Little Hussie was in her arms, her little face was full of joy, she didn't hear a word of what Wen Man taught.

Wen Man can't mislead his disciples.

So she was very strict and asked little Husse to demonstrate what she had just taught.

Little Hosie snorted.

Two thin white fingers slipped past...

Wen Man was shocked.

This kid is so talented that she can't even imagine. He is the best student she has ever taught, and even surpassed...Wen Man when she was a child.

She was surprised when Little Husse raised her brown curly hair and asked obediently, "Mr. Wen, is that so?"

Teacher Wen...

For some reason, Wen Man suddenly thought of Huo Shaoting.

When they just met, he always jokingly called her Teacher Wen...

Wen Man felt that she was thinking too much.

How could she think that Xixi in front of her was related to Huo Shaoting, obviously their child... Wen Man didn't dare to think anymore, she hugged little Huoxi and continued to teach her some basic fingering.

after a class.

Little Horsey is satisfied: Although learning the piano is very boring, it is one step closer to her goal.

Wen Man took her out of the piano room and handed her over to the servant.

In fact, she was still reluctant to part: "Xixi, see you next Friday!"

Little Horsey was very pleased with her.

She looked obedient and asked the servant to take her downstairs.

Wen Man really liked it, so she sent it downstairs, and saw a black extended Lincoln parked on the first floor, which was distinguished and luxurious, and Little Horsey got in the car... In fact, she really wanted to take her new mother home today.

But think about it, Teacher Wen might not want to.

She can only slowly.

Little Horsey waved obediently, and the driver closed the door.

On the other side of the back seat of the car, Huo Shaoting was sitting impressively, dressed in a formal attire, pretending to casually ask while flipping through the documents: "Did you find it?"

Little Hosie climbed onto his father's lap and said softly, "Daddy, you like her!"

Huo Shaoting still pretended not to care: "Really? Is it obvious?"

Little Hosie didn't speak.

The little thing lay quietly on her father's shoulder. After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "Dad...she is my real mother, isn't she?"

Huo Shaoting's eyes suddenly became moist.

He hummed lightly.

Little Hossie arched into his arms, and after a long time, she heard her father say, "Don't scare Mommy, you know?"