The group pet ancestor of the paranoid boss

"Jijiu, come here."

There was a silence.

Huo Tingmo's deep and gentle voice sounded.

The tone was the same as always, only more subdued.

When Lu Tingjiu walked towards him, he was just within reach of him.

Huo Tingmo pulled her into his arms.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek, Wen Wen said in a calm voice, "Why did you change your clothes?"

He knew that she wasn't wearing this one in the morning.

Lu Tingjiu looked at him with black and white eyes, "I was eating at the godmother's house, and the soup spilled on my clothes."

When a certain word was mentioned, Huo Tingmo's eyes darkened slightly.

Huo Tingmo hummed.

He should have believed her.

Staring at Lu Tingjiu's fair face, Huo Tingmo's tone was as casual as if he mentioned it casually.

"Director Ke said you didn't go to the set today?"

When looking at Shang Lu Tingjiu's eyes, Huo Tingmo added another sentence in a warm voice.

"You weren't there when the assistant went to bring you lunch." No tracking, no surveillance.

There was a slight pause.

Lu Tingjiu put his arms around the man's neck, "Well, my brother took me to the art exhibition."

Huo Tingmo's hand on her waist tightened a little.

He hoped that she would lie to him, but was also afraid that she would lie to him.

In the group of photos he saw in the office, every picture of her was what he wanted to see.

The clean and translucent eyes seemed to be shone with tiny bits of starlight.

Looking at the man's expression, there was a ease and casualness that had never been seen before when facing him.

Just a side face almost drove him crazy.

What's more, there are so many "harmonious" pictures in the back.

Huo Tingmo's hand on Lu Tingjiu's waist.

Tight and tight.

Even he himself didn't know what he was trying to prove.

Huo Tingmo buried his head in her neck, his deep voice was hoarse and slow, "Jijiu today, are you happy?"

Happy?

I am happy to see a few paintings that I like.

"Hmm...why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Lu Tingjiu reached out and pushed the man in front of him.

But Huo Tingmo didn't let it go.

Just hold her tighter.

I always feel that, except when you are with me, you are always in a good mood.

Huo Tingmo hid the obscurity in his eyes, and still had a deep and magnetic voice, "Ask casually."

Lu Tingjiu looked up at him.

There was a bit of softness on her fair and delicate face.

"Are you upset?"

There was a few seconds of silence.

Huo Tingmo bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek, and the deep and slow words fell together with the clear breath.

"No."

How could he be unhappy with her.

I don't know since when, she has become an obsession for me all the time.

It probably started with the word "here" he said more than ten years ago.

I just want to rub her into my bone marrow.

Become an integral part of yourself.

……

late at night.

Ten miles between the clouds.

Huai family.

In the elegant and elegant study room, the lights were not turned on.

The bright and majestic moonlight faintly shone on the man behind the desk.

On a face that turned all sentient beings upside down, there was a consistent calmness on it.It looks elegant and elegant, but with a clear and cold breath, it can only be an existence for people to look up to.

The man's dark and beautiful eyes were as cold as snow.

A black figure knelt on one knee in front of the desk.

"Little Lord."

With a cold and respectful voice, "The sea voyage of Linzhou was tampered with by an unknown force. The canal pass was occupied, and the merchant ships came and went at a standstill."

"The people below come to ask for instructions, whether to destroy it..."

Soi Ying didn't finish his sentence, but just said two words according to the previous handling method.

Sitting behind the desk is Huai Zhi, elegant and clear.

It's just that the color of the eyes can't make any waves.

As cold as snow.

The chilling and oppressive aura of someone in power all over him seems to be extremely elegant and indifferent.

unknown origins?

Except that one.

He couldn't think of anyone else who dared to move and was able to move the air routes under his jurisdiction.

Huai Zhi's calm and calm eyes fell on the pink and purple photo frame, which was the only one that didn't fit in the dark-colored desk.

——Like the only one full of vitality and fireworks in the world.

Staring at the little girl's familiar face that has been etched into her bone marrow long ago.

simple and naive.

Huai Zhi did not rush, spit out a few words without any warmth.

"Give it to him."

Sombra's whole body trembled.

Suddenly he prostrated himself on the ground, his voice trembling slightly, "Think twice, young master..."

That route will bring profits worth hundreds of billions of dollars every year, not to mention.

Just the fact that the two major sea areas are the only way to pass is not only measured by the amount of benefits, geography, humanities, natural resources...

And they have always been plundered by them, and there has never been a saying that they handed over to others.

Huai Zhi didn't speak any more.

Even from the beginning to the end, his eyes never fell on the shadow man.

As soon as the words were spoken, Soi Ying suddenly regretted it.

He made a big taboo.

In Seventeen Continents, the only words they have left are obedience.

Desperate obedience.

"The subordinate accepts the punishment."

Huai Zhi's complexion was elegant and exquisite, and his slender and bony fingers landed on the photo frame.

While bringing it over.

The clear and indifferent voice fell.

"The route let him."

"There are many injured people - return them."

The harsh and suffocating breath suddenly permeated the entire study room

Sombra spoke respectfully.

"receive."

……

When there is only one person left in the study.

By the bright and cold white moonlight.

Huai Zhi's slender and beautiful fingers slowly caressed the person in the photo frame.

at that time.

The little girl standing beside him smiled innocently.

Like owning the most precious thing in the world.

Huai Zhi stared at it for a long time.

After a long time.

The cold and clean voice dissipated silently in the room.

"How can you be willing to make it difficult for you..."

……

the next day.

When Lu Tingjiu went downstairs.

Huo Tingmo is no longer in the living room.

I don't know if I am still exercising outside, or I went to the company early in the morning.

When she saw Lu Ting drinking, Aunt Wu greeted her automatically, and said with a smile, "Ma'am."

Lu Tingjiu walked towards the living room and hummed.

"What would your wife like for breakfast? Sir, let us prepare dumplings, but if you want to eat something else, we can make it right away."

dumpling?

It should have been brought back yesterday.

Lu Tingjiu is not picky, "Let's make dumplings."

"Ok."

……

When you take your first bite.

Lu listened to the wine and found something was wrong.

When you put down your chopsticks.

Aunt Wu at the side felt a little uneasy, as the wife rarely felt dissatisfied.

Aunt Wu looked at Lu Tingjiu's face, and said after deliberating, "What's wrong with Madam...is it not to your liking?"

After Lu Tingjiu took a sip of milk.

Cai casually asked, "It seems that I didn't bring this back yesterday?"

Although it is a question.

But Lu Tingjiu said affirmatively.

Aunt Wu's complexion changed slightly, and she hesitated, "It's... Is it, maybe I cooked it wrong, I'll do it again."

"Madam, please wait a moment."

After speaking.

Aunt Wu leaned over slightly, and then walked straight to the kitchen.

There was a slight pause.

More than two seconds, less than three seconds.

Lu Tingjiu got up from his chair.

……

After moving into Xinghu Bay.

Lu Tingjiu never stepped into the kitchen.

So Aunt Wu never thought that Lu Tingjiu would follow her into the kitchen.

Aunt Wu was going to use the leftover flour from last night to make it again.

Turn around.

But suddenly screamed out.

——Because of Lu Tingjiu's unexpected actions.

"Mrs."

In Aunt Wu's hand, the pure white flour fell all over the floor.

Because of Aunt Wu's sudden scream.

Lu Tingjiu subconsciously reached for his hand in the trash can, and suddenly froze.

After a moment of silence.

Lu Tingjiu's slender eyelashes trembled violently.

Only then slowly straightened up.

"Mrs……"

Aunt Wu was on the side, worried.

Lu Tingjiu lowered his eyes, staring at the familiar food box in the garbage basket.

Because of lowering his eyes slightly.

The thin and dense eyelashes blocked the emotions in Lu Tingjiu's eyes.

No one can see clearly.

Even Aunt Wu on the side.

Probably because I was immersed in my own thoughts.

Therefore, Lu Tingjiu did not listen to a single word of Aunt Wu's explanation.

【Under the guidance of the chef, Mr. made dumplings all night.I've never made it before... I just made a few decent ones in the early morning, and I cooked them for you just now...]

【Later, Mr. sat alone in the living room for a long time...】

Lu Tingjiu's expression was slightly dazed, and he lowered his eyes for a long while.

Only then did some reactions come over.

threw……

She also thought that it would smell like Mommy.

It's all gone.

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Sorry, I had something to do yesterday, so I didn't have time to update it.