The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

The little girl's moist eyes were full of pride.

Huo Qiudeng only felt that there was a stone blocking his heart, which made him almost unable to breathe.

He gritted his teeth, feeling indescribably complicated.

Asking him to call his ex-girlfriend "little aunt" is absolutely impossible.

He hung his head and said nothing.

Yan Qingmeng next to her was so angry that tears rolled in her eyes.

Especially after seeing that Huo Qiudeng had no other reaction, she became even more angry.

I thought that after being with Huo Qiudeng, I would be able to rise to the top and skyrocket, but I didn't expect... This is the first time I came to Huo's house, I was given the upper hand by my most hated sister, and was humiliated like this?

Yan Qingmeng wiped her tears while imitating Huo Qiudeng to keep silent.

I plan to come and kill me without opening my mouth.

Chacha was not in a hurry, nestled in Huo Qing's arms, looked at Yan Qingmeng nervously, and smiled at Yan Qingmeng from time to time, which made Yan Qingmeng tremble with anger.

Huo Qiudeng hurried to help Yan Qingmeng, his face was full of concern.

"Clear dream? Are you okay?"

Yan Qingmeng spoke tremblingly, with pear blossoms crying on her small face, "I..."

Chacha narrowed her eyes, and interrupted her softly, "Huo Qing and I are both sitting on the sofa, far away from you. Don't say that your discomfort has something to do with us. Refuse to touch porcelain!"

Yan Qingmeng, "..."

She was even more angry, and she shed more and more tears.

He choked up and couldn't make a sound.

With that appearance, anyone who saw it would have to say something pitiful.

Huo Qiudeng burst into anger, but because Huo Qing was here, he didn't dare to vent.

He had no choice but to hold Yan Qingmeng and sit on the sofa on the other side, comforting her softly.

"You are not well yet, how about I take you back to the hospital first?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingmeng stubbornly shook her head, "Don't make Second Young Master unhappy because of me."

The moment she lowered her head, her eyes were full of coldness.

What are you kidding?

She hasn't met Huo Qiudeng's grandfather yet, the one who can call the shots.

Let her go now?

That was the real joke.

In a daze, when she heard footsteps, Yan Qingmeng's tears burst out again, pattering down.

This made Huo Qiudeng even more distressed.

The old man who came late cast a cold glance at the person on the sofa.

Crying and crying... making a fuss.

He frowned in displeasure, and when his eyes fell on Chacha, they suddenly lit up.

His little son actually knows how to hold people in his arms!

This sticky feeling, hey, can he hold his grandson again?

The old man smiled and told the housekeeper to ask the kitchen to cook more nourishing meals.

hear the sound.

Huo Qing looked up at the old man.

Look thoughtful.

Are you in a hurry?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms, sighing silently, she was still a little small.

She is still a child herself, let her raise another child?

No no no, forget it.

Multiple children will compete with him for status.

It's enough for his baby to only look at him alone!

Perhaps it was because he looked at the little girl too straightforwardly, and the little girl in his arms met his gaze blankly.

Moist eyes rolled around, as if asking him: Why do you keep looking at me?

There was a smile on the corner of Huo Qing's lips, the little girl's small face looked really pretty.

Soft, pretty and sweet.

He couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to gently pinch her little face.

Chacha stared at him with wide eyes, "!!!" Why pinch me! ! !

Huo Qing, "..." It was really soft.

Chacha curled her lips.

Freeing up a hand, he also squeezed Huo Qing's cheek not to be outdone.

Then she retracted her hand and looked at him proudly.