The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Huo Tingshen looked at Wen Qing in surprise and rubbed her head: "Oh? My little wild cat, so considerate?"

Ye Wanluo's face tightened a little.

The warm and embarrassed blush, this man, flirting regardless of occasion.

He said this, embarrassing outsiders.

"That's not what I bought, so expensive clothes, how did I buy it, this is Miss Ye bought."

Ye Wanluo hurriedly said, "You picked the style. Even if you bought it, Ting Shen, do you think it counts?"

Huo Ting looked fondly at Wen Qing: "I earn the money that everyone in the Huo family spends, so as long as you pick it, you can buy it."

He was so happy that he shouldn't have poured cold water, but... when he thought that he was going to wear clothes that were bought by other women in her name, she was upset.

Wenqing looked at him with a sullen look: "I didn't choose the style. I went out and never thought about buying you clothes. It was indeed Miss Ye that bought you. The person you should thank is not me."

Ye Wanluo lowered his eyes with a sad expression: "Miss Wen, are you angry? I'm sorry, I meant...I just wanted to help you and Ting Shen, but I didn't expect it would make you unhappy."

Wenqing saw Ye Wanluo's aggrieved expression a little helpless, she forgot, Ye Wanluo was very glass-hearted, "Miss Ye, I am not angry with you, I just feel that it is not what I did. I have no reason to take credit. , The clothes are obviously you bought, how can I say that I bought them myself."

Ye Wanluo nodded and said guiltily: "I was wrong. I just thought that if a girlfriend gave her boyfriend a gift, the boyfriend would be very happy, so I helped you out on my own terms."

Warmly replied: "Thank you for your kindness, I understand it with my heart. I understand what you say, but this gift must be chosen by my girlfriend. The gift chosen by your hand is not me. It was given, don't you think?"

She nodded guiltily to Wen Qing, and then looked at Huo Tingshen: "Miss Wen is right, I'm sorry, I messed up your mood, Ting Shen, you can talk to Miss Wen, I'm tired, please go back to me first Rest there."

She turned and left with her head lowered.

The tender eyebrows were so strange that she was only telling the truth, but why did she see Ye Wanluo leave dejectedly, but she seemed to have done something wrong?

Huo Tingshen stared at his warm face, and did not speak for a while.

Warm eyes swept over him: "What do you want to say? I provoked Ye Wanluo, you are disappointed?"

"I want to know why your mood is so bad."

Wenqing looked away, "I just don't think I picked this dress. I shouldn't lie."

"Late fall is kind, she is helping you to strengthen our relationship."

Exhale warmly: "If I told you not to keep your eyes on me, it was for your own good, would you accept my kindness? I know her feelings for you, and now she buys you Her clothes are worn on you in my name. How can she help me? Obviously I am helping her. I am helping her secretly tell you."

She looked at him sharply, very angry.

Huo Tingshen finally understood why she was angry. He smiled speechlessly: "I understand what you mean. You are jealous when you are jealous. Anyway, I like to see you jealous, but you don’t have to say something so bad. Degree, I just want to spend with you."

"What does it have to do with me being jealous," Wenqing said speechlessly: "Can you stop me being jealous of everything?"

"Then why don't you want me to wear clothes bought by other women?"

Wenqing pointed to the clothes on the bed: "The clothes are there, you can wear them as you like, I won't stop you."

Huo Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, turned and walked to the bed.

Watching him pick up his clothes, warmly clenched his fists, staring at him.

This bastard, dare to try these clothes on.

Huo Tingshen took the clothes directly to the side of the trash can and threw them on the trash can.

Feeling stunned for a while, just lost the new clothes?

He turned around and returned to the bay window: "I don't wear clothes bought by other women, I only wear clothes you bought."

He swallowed warmly, hummed, and looked away: "Who wants to buy you clothes to wear."

Huo Ting bent slightly and whispered in her ear: "Well, I know, you don't want me to wear clothes because you like to see me undressed."

The warm face turned red, and when he raised his hand, he patted his arm fiercely.

Huo Ting couldn't help but smile and said, "You are trying to murder your husband."

"I will kill you if I kill you. I just want to seal your mouth so that you don't talk nonsense," Wenqing glared at him, and his unhappiness was almost wiped out by him.

Huo Tingshen leaned his face in front of her, and nodded his own mouth: "Come on, it's best to use your mouth to block it."

Warm and speechless: "Huo Tingshen, if others know you like this, your image of domineering president in the eyes of others will disappear."

"So, in order to maintain my personality, I will never let a second person besides you see me like this. My appearance is exclusively for you, Wen Xiaoqing. ."

A warm and speechless smile, belongs to her alone?

Who knows whether it is true or not, maybe in the future there will be a second warmth around him, and the third warmth is not necessarily true.

"Just...Is the tone of my speech to Miss Ye a bit bad?" She looked up at him: "Miss Ye seemed a little sad when she left."

"Oh? You worry when she's sad. Why don't you worry when I'm sad? I'm jealous."

Warm eyebrows: "Why do you even eat women's jealousy?"

"Allow you to be jealous, don't allow me to be upset? Tenderness, I found you are double standard."

"Forget it, I don't want to discuss this topic with you," anyway, it's all his truth.

She stood up from the bay window: "Let's go down for dinner, I will apologize to Miss Ye by the way."

"She won't eat with us. I have sent the housekeeper Tong to call her the cook alone. Like Tingren, she starts the business by herself."

Warmly wondering: "Why? When you ate together this morning, wasn't it very pleasant?"

She had a sour tone. Could it be that he wouldn't meet Ye Wanluo when she was there?

He looked at her, a little unsure, so: "Who told you that I had dinner with Wan Luo this morning?"

"Who said it matters? If you want people to know that you can't do it yourself."

"Tell me, who told you?" Huo Tingshen repeated it again.

Warmly embrace: "Miss Ye said."

Huo Tingshen was silent for a moment without making a sound.

What is this late? Why lie?

There was a hint of coolness in his eyes. What he hates most is that women are scornful. It's impossible for her to not know when she is late, but she lied in front of warmth?

Seeing Huo Tingshen's face, he scratched his eyebrows tenderly, whether he shouldn't mention this, it seemed that he was too fussy.

She snorted and walked to the door: "I'm hungry, eat."