To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Qingsang's head protruded from the quilt and stared at him hatefully. Can you not be angry?

Obviously she kept saying that she couldn't take it anymore, no, let him not come again, but what about him?

Sorry. Huo Jinyao's hands were a little tight, and he hugged her on his lap: I was a little out of control yesterday.

Su Qingsang didn't even want to pay attention to him, is that out of control? He has no control at all, okay?

She was half-pursed, her face full of anger, and the flushed cheeks looked really cute and tight.

Huo Jinyao couldn't help but leaned over and slapped her lips again.

Wife, don't worry, I will restrain myself tonight.

Who wants to trust him? Su Qingsang turned her face away, this person has no credibility with her.

But you can't blame me. Huo Jinyao looked at the quilt with only a little fragrant shoulders showing.

My wife is so pretty and so delicious, it's normal that I can't help it. Isn't it?

tasty? Does he take her for food?

Su Qingsang wanted to bite him.

Don't be angry, wife. Huo Jinyao put his hand on her lower back: How about I massage for you?

No. Su Qingsang finally spoke. But the simple two words are hoarse. This shows that this guy went too far yesterday.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but want to stare at him again. Huo Jinyao begged for mercy.

Okay. Don't get mad. Shall I give you two hits?

Su Qingsang ignored him: Let me go, I want to sleep.

Wife. Huo Jinyao wrapped her waist: You think, the weather is so good, it's rare that you don't go to work. Isn't it too wasteful for us to stay at home? Shall we go out to play?

don't want.

to play? where to play? In her current state, she is afraid that she will be tired after taking two more steps.

Wife—

Huo Jinyao wanted to convince Su Qingsang, but her cell phone rang.

Su Qingsang's hand was wrapped in a quilt and couldn't get it out. Huo Jinyao helped her to bring her mobile phone. When he saw the name displayed on it, he wanted to turn off the phone.

Give it to me. Su Qingsang had already stretched out his hand. Huo Jinyao didn't give her the phone, but pressed the speakerphone again after answering the call.

Su Qingsang glared at him, really didn't want to bother with him about such trivial matters.

Qingsang. Zuo Hongchen was on the other end of the phone, and Su Qingsang could hear the concern in his voice across the phone.

Brother?

Where are you now?

I'm at home. Su Qingsang's voice was still a little hoarse, she cleared her throat and wanted to take the phone.

Huo Jinyao didn't give it to her, so he just took it. Su Qingsang couldn't help but gave him a roll of eyes.

Have you read the news?

What news?

The news about the hospital is about Zhang Mei. Zuo Hongchen knew that the hospital was innocent, but he didn't expect that this matter could be resolved so quickly.

Zhang Mei— Su Qingsang wanted to get her phone to see what was going on, but Zuo Hongchen didn't give her that time.

If you're free, you'll have to wait and see. Now you can come to the hospital first.

To the hospital? Now?

Yes. Try as soon as possible. The hospital will hold a press conference later. You have to attend.

Press conference?

Su Qingsang hung up the phone, ignoring Huo Jinyao's expression, grabbed the phone and started searching for news.

After she read all the breaking news, news, and Weibo articles that were sent out, she was stunned.

how is this possible?

This-- a matter that affects such a bad thing, just solved it with such a Weibo?

And it turned out that this was the case, she didn't expect it at all. Just these things, how did the media and the insider know about it?

A new generation of Hushubao was launched. . roar. With Hushubao Qingsang, you can rest assured. .

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Chapter five has been updated. Continue tomorrow. Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection! Love you guys. mwah.