The Romance Of Mr. Walton

She was upset, with a stubborn look: "Who is jealous, I have said, I am not jealous, I am not so bored."

Huo Tingshen leaned against the kitchen door, "Do you still want to sign?"

He discovered that in this world, the person who likes to talk back and resist him the most is really warm.

Wenqing sincerely feels that grandsons are all begging for help.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. She turned around, went back to the bedroom and changed her skirt.

Warm clothes are very conservative.

It can be seen that she can easily see her good figure in all personal clothing.

Sometimes, he hoped that she would dress herself beautifully.

But most of the time, he still wanted to hide her, her good figure can only be seen by herself, others can't.

Warm eyebrows: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

He calmly turned around: "Let's go."

The two went downstairs together, and Huo Tingshen drove to the MG Club.

This is the first time Wenqing has come to such a luxurious place.

As soon as she entered the hall, she was attracted by the splendor of the clubhouse.

You don't need to think about it, it must burn money here.

She looked around, followed Huo Tingshen upstairs and into the private room.

The waiter respectfully said: "San Ye, please wait a moment, I will ask the boss to come down."

After the waiter left, he looked at Huo Tingshen with wonder, "This clubhouse was opened by Cheng Fei?"

Huo Tingshen looked at him, smiled evilly, and said nothing.

She snarled, anyway, he always liked the mysterious.

He didn't say, she didn't ask any more.

After a while, the waiter brought in red wine, snacks and fruit.

The waiter poured two glasses of wine.

Huo Tingshen picked up a cup and handed it to her.

Warmly waved: "I don't drink."

Huo Tingshen did not reluctantly said to the waiter: "Go and make a glass of banana mango juice."

Wenqing felt warm, he still remembered her favorite fruits.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

The door of the private room opened at this time, and a handsome man wearing a Polo shirt and a strong figure walked outside.

Seeing that Huo Tingshen was with this woman next to him, the man couldn't help but look at him more. Then he sat down and naturally raised his legs to look at Huo Tingshen.

"It's rare, I brought my company here today."

Huo Tingshen's hand naturally rested on his warm shoulder.

"Introduction, this is the teacher Wen I mentioned to you before."

The man smiled gracefully: "I probably guessed it."

Huo Tingshen looked at Wenqing again: "This is my buddy, you should have heard of his name, the domestic film and television giant Mosinian."

Warmly surprised, of course I have heard it, and I think there was a little gossip boy next to her back then.

Mo Xinian, one of the four youngest in the North City, was the fifth best diamond among the ten thousand flowers mentioned in the news.

Of course, some people have said that he is very likely to be gay.

Otherwise, no man is the only one who is not good at female after having so many.

Thinking of the word gay, she turned her head and glanced at Huo Tingshen inexplicably.

"Miss Wen, nice meeting."

With a warm expression of honor, "Mr. Mo, hello."

The waiter knocked on the door and came in and delivered the warm juice.

Mo Xinian said, "Miss Wen doesn't drink?"

"Yes, Mr. Mo, I quit."

Huo Ting laughed deeply, quit...

Seeing him sneer, looked at him tenderly and pouted.

This man, what are you laughing about, is he really quitting?

But, when will Cheng Fei come?

See you in an hour.

Is it a privilege for a star to be late?

Mo Xinian saw that the two men seemed to be flirting.

He curled his lips: "The third child, when you ask me out at this time, you won't just want to drink a bar."

"Ms. Wen's students want twenty autographed photos of Cheng Fei."

Huo Tingshen said, shook the glass, and took a sip of the wine: "If I want it, I'm afraid to overturn the vinegar jar."

"I'm not jealous," Wenqing retorted quickly.

Mo Xinian smiled calmly, took out his mobile phone, and made a call: "Go to Cheng Fei and get twenty signed photos and send them to your Huo Sanye's house."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xinian said, "It is indeed better for me to come forward for this kind of thing."

Wenqing sat aside, so... he brought her out to see Mo Xinian, not Cheng Fei?

She was inexplicably clear, picked up the juice, and drank it through the straw.

Huo Tingshen asked, "Where is Lolo?"

"at home."

"Is it safe recently?"

Mo Xinian raised his eyebrows: "Do you think this girl is worthy of peace?"

"Heh, it's normal for her and Tingren to be rebellious at their age."

"Rebellious? I think she has hardened wings and wants to fly out of my brand new. The day before yesterday, she went to Yawei and asked Yawei to persuade me to allow her to live on campus."

Huo Tingshen also raised Erlang's legs, listening with great interest: "What about the result?"

"What do you think?"

"Yawei persuade her."

Mo Xinian licked her lips casually, which was a acquiescence.

Huo Tingshen shook his head and smiled: "This little girl, I probably don't know, I've already been targeted by you old fox."

Mo Xinian shook his glass of wine, and had no intention of drinking it: "Otherwise, you think, why should I help him grow up?"

Wenqing sat aside, a little bored, what are they talking about, I don't understand at all.

Huo Tingshen knew that she might be bored, so after sitting for ten minutes, he left with warmth.

The driver of the clubhouse helped him drive, and said warmly: "Send me home first, you can go back."

"Go to your house together."

Warmly lowered your eyebrows: "You are not going to live in my place again, right? My place is not a luxury hotel."

"It's really not luxurious enough, but even if it's broken, won't you still be there."

Wenqing heard him say this, and her heart was warm and ashamed.

As for the reason for being shy... probably because of the picture in my mind that hugged and fell asleep last night.

"By the way, why didn't you tell me before that Gao Moran was also working at the school?"

Huo Tingshen's words made Wenqing feel guilty: "I thought you knew."

He raised his eyebrows, seeming to see through her guilty conscience: "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"

"I thought the principal told you."

"You are so close to me, you didn't tell me, why did she tell me the whereabouts of her son?"

Warmth and guilty conscience, stubbornly made no sound.

Seeing her silence, Huo Tingshen thought too much.

There was a bit of displeasure in his heart: "Why, you said that you have passed with him, but you still can't forget him?"

Wenqing turned his head and glared at him: "Not really."

"Then why didn't you say?"

"Because I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. If you know that Gao Moran has come to the school, you will definitely think about it. There is no deep hatred between the Huo family and the Gao family. I have any reason to let you deal with the Gao family because of me. What? Besides, Gao Moran is Gao Moran. I am me. Where he works now has no effect on me."

Huo Ting looked at her deeply: "Then you mean, now, in your heart, who is more important between me and Gao Moran?"