As soon as he got close to him, the light smell of tobacco on his body accompanied by the dry smell of Huo Yingting, who belonged to him alone, came to her and surrounded her.

Ye Xi is like a kitten nestling in his arms.

Huo Yingting kissed her hair top, and Qingling's face was extremely white, "I'm sorry, Xiao Xi'er."

He spoke slowly, but suddenly let Ye Xi fall into tears.

He thumped him twice with a small fist, and his throat was a bit dumb because of choking. "You'll always be like this, I hate you."

Huo Yuting's heart ached.

He knew that he had a bad temper and loved her in his heart, but he could not control it.

It often annoyed him.

Just

Huo Yingting lowered soft and long black lashes, stroked Ye Xi's long hair with a big palm, and smiled bitterly, "Xiao Xi'er, can't you give the old public security some points?"

It's no wonder what he said.

Ye Xi raises his head and stares at him.

Huo Yingting touched her nose pitifully, and her eyes were deep and tender. "Just stay in your husband's status, and don't bring some rotten peach flowers to your husband. When he deals with you, he will be tired. He will also deal with your rotten peach flowers, but he won't let him live?"

“……” Ye Xi is confused and doesn't understand.

What's all this about?

When did she bring him rotten peach blossom?

It's not that whole, is it?!

Looking at Ye Xi's confused appearance, Huo Yiting sighed in his heart, lowered his head and pecked at her lips. His voice suddenly became severe, and he said, "just a little hurt?"

Ye Xi is one Leng again, bewildered looking at him.

Huo Yingting narrowed his eyes. "In your eyes, this is just a little wound?"

Let Ye Xi's expression be complicated in an instant and look at him begging for mercy.

Huo Yingting chuckled, "you say, what do you do?"

“……” Where does she know what to do?

Huo Yingting's soft and feeble smile, "Xiao Xi'er, you want your husband to be a useless person..."

"Don't say it!" Ye Xi covered Huo's mouth with his other hand, and stared at him angrily, "don't say that about yourself."

Huo Yingting's heart moved and he leaned over his lips and kissed him. "I'll help you."

……

"Xiaoxi'er, give your husband some time, and he will tell you everything," Huo said with a soft smile

When he said this, ye Xi's face was obviously darkened and he didn't speak.

"Xiaoxi." Huo Yanting closed his eyes, his face was close to her soft hair, and his voice was deep. "You should know that those things are not good in my eyes, and they are worth telling you. What my identity, my life, means to me, even if I say it, you may not understand. It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's not. "

When he was willing to say these words to her, ye Xi's heart was soft, and he held his head with his hands lightly. "Even if those things are not necessarily good, they are your life and your life together. Husband, I'm young and crying. Do you think I'm weak and can't bear it well? So you don't want to tell me the bad things. I'm afraid I can't bear it, right? Or are you worried that I can't understand and accept you who lived like that? "

Huo didn't speak, just kissed her sideburns.

Is that so?

Ye Xi frowned gloomily, and after a moment's silence, he said, "but if you don't say it, how can you know that I can't accept it?"

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