The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Huo Ting was itchy in her heart when she saw him.

The hand that was supposed to hold the chopsticks slowly put it down.

He looked at her and said coldly: "Do you think that this way I can relieve the fire?"

"Well... I also know that you may be very angry now, and a meal can't make you calm, but I always want to make up for my ‘mistake’ and do my best."

Huo Ting raised his eyebrows, raised his right hand, and hooked his fingers at her.

Warmly wondering what this means.

"Sit down by my side and I tell you why I am so angry today."

She was obedient, got up seriously, walked to the chair beside him, and sat down.

Huo Tingshen hooked his fingers again: "Attach your ears."

She wondered, there was no one else in the room, so why bother with her ears?

But forget it, he is getting angry now, he is the uncle.

She turned her face and pressed her ear to it.

Huo Ting curled her lips deeply. Sure enough, when she made a mistake, she was really obedient.

He leaned close to her ear, before speaking, he turned her face and kissed her lips.

She leaned back, but he stood up naturally, pressed her head against the top of the back of the chair, and kissed her to death.

He hugged her sideways and stopped the kiss.

In order not to fall, Wenqing had to hurriedly wrap his neck.

Seeing his burning eyes, she blushed.

Seeing him about to go upstairs, he said warmly, "Huo Tingshen, I..."

"What do you call me?"

She hurriedly said: "Brother Huo, we..."

"Stop, I'm not listening."

After entering the room, he kicked the door shut.

Go to the big bed and put her in the bed.

She looked at him nervously, and he leaned over again and kissed her.

The warmth was somewhat dull at first, lying there mechanically, not knowing what to do.

But as his kiss deepened, she slowly raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.

His hands tangled up on her.

She loosened her hand around him and pushed his shoulder a little resistingly, but he was like a statue, motionless.

He removed her hand from his shoulder, and instead reached out and started to unbutton her clothes.

She was nervous, her hands tightly pinched the sheets.

Actually...she really didn't resist doing this with him anymore in her heart.

But when she thought of the scene, she was still very shy.

When the two of them really looked at each other frankly, they blushed warmly like monkey ass.

He laughed and squeezed her cheek.

The shyness of her little daughter is really impressive.

When I was about to make the last step, there was a knock at the door.

Huo Tingshen was irritable, turned his head and shouted: "Who."

Butler Tong's voice sounded at the door: "San Ye, it's me."

He shouted sharply: "Go down, no one is allowed to come up without my order."

"San Ye, the second grandma is back."

Wen Qing was shocked, Ye Wanluo...

she is back?

Inexplicably, when she heard this name, her eyes that had been avoiding his sight fell on his face.

She saw his eyebrows furrowed, and she suddenly realized what she was doing with him?

Knowing that he would always have that white moonlight in his heart, she actually still... She was probably really crazy.

And she didn't even know that at this moment, Huo Ting frowned deeply, but she was thinking: Ye Wanluo is really annoying, why do you want to come back at this time to disturb our sweet couple.

Huo Ting said coldly: "Let them go to Ningren first, I have something here and I don't have time to see them."

He said, intending to continue.

But Wenqing quickly arched his body upwards, pulled up the quilt on the side, and covered himself.

At the door, housekeeper Tong bit his head and said: "The second master did not come back, the second wife came back by herself."

Warmly restrained his emotions and said in a ‘light and breezy’: "You should go down and take a look."

Huo Ting was deeply depressed, "Don't go, finish first."

"No, go downstairs first," she looked at him with a small stubbornness on her face.

Today, if it weren't for Ye Wanluo's sudden arrival, she would indeed finish it with him.

But now, she couldn't do it, because Ye Wanluo, who had been forgotten by her, appeared.

She knew in her heart that Huo Ting had loved that woman so much that she couldn't even let go of her completely now, so how could she do such irresponsible things to herself.

Not possible.

Huo Ting sighed deeply, cursing in his heart again.

He bowed his head, pulled off her quilt, and kissed in front of her before sitting up and getting dressed.

Seeing that she didn't get up, but completely covered himself with a quilt, he looked at her and raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to go down? Can't you get up and get dressed?"

She sullenly said: "I won't go, you go by yourself."

Huo Tingshen approached her: "This is what you proposed to go down."

Warm eyes lowered, "Since Miss Ye came by herself, she must have come to you. What shall I do?"

He leaned close to her, smiled, and wanted to pull her: "Don't be jealous, get up quickly."

She hid away and said impatiently: "Don't always say that I'm jealous. I'm not jealous. I don't know. You met Miss Ye first. Why should I be jealous? I didn't.

Why should she be jealous? She would not be jealous.

Seeing that she was a little angry, Huo Tingshen took off the clothes she was wearing, jumped onto the bed again, and was about to get under her bed.

She hurriedly put her hands on her sides, covered the quilt and exclaimed, "What are you doing."

"If you don't go, then I won't go either. Let's go on and let her wait downstairs."

Warm eyebrows; "Can you stop being so bored, you know that she is here to find you, what will I do with you? Anyway, I have to avoid it when I go, so I can't choose not to go on?"

"No, because you are my woman now, and there are guests at home. As the hostess, hiding in bed without showing up, is it appropriate?"

She paused and looked at him, mistress?

"Also, if you don't want to avoid it, just just say it, you are yours, and you are the one who has the final say?" He calmly said: "Choose, shall we continue to linger or go on together? I want to choose former."

Warm and speechless, he gave him a white look: "The latter, get up and get dressed."

She sat up and picked up her clothes.

Huo Ting pulled his lips deeply and got up.

The two came downstairs together. Ye Wanluo was sitting on the sofa, staring at the financial channel that Huo Tingshen had opened before.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she regained her consciousness and looked back.

Seeing Wenqing and Huo Tingshen coming down upstairs together, her face condensed, and then a faint smile appeared: "Miss Wen, you are here."