Cold beauty returns to "two months"
"Two months?" Qiao Cen himself was stunned!
Such a long time!
She suddenly looked at Huo Yanming, and now she is sure who did it!
In fact, the cold beauty is also white in her heart. It must be a face-to-face account of Qiao Cen, a little intern. How can you say that you can ask for two months?
It’s estimated that maternity leave is longer than this.
"That’s my treat …" When Qiao Cen said this, his heart was empty.
The cold beauty thought about it and didn’t say much, "Have you thought it over?"
"Well," Joe Cen replied, "it’s not a resignation, it’s a leave of absence.
When they hung up, Qiao Cen quickly gathered in front of Huo Yanming. "Just say it. Did you do it?"
Huo Yanming nodded and said, "Please give us two months’ wedding leave."
Qiao Cen is curious, "Do you also have wedding leave?"
"All the holidays added up" Huo Yanming calculated a serious way.
"Isn’t there a time to get married? Why is it so urgent? " She’s not in a hurry. Mrs. Huo has taken care of all the wedding matters. She’s excited that Mrs. Huo has taken care of everything except the daily gifts.
The root is not that they are worried.
"I’ll take you to a place for about half a month." Huo Yanming smiled and looked at Jinghu Lake not far away
"Go to play?"
"Go to know" HuoYanMing also didn’t say much.
He paused and said, "The plane will fly in the afternoon."
Qiao Cen nodded and took his tea and took a sip. I always felt that there was something strange. She thought that she should go out and pack some clothes.
When I first got up, my mind suddenly became clear. She suddenly looked at Huo Yanming. "What leave will you give me later?" If I didn’t hear you wrong, I just heard the word’ marriage leave’ from Huo Yanming’s mouth.
He wouldn’t.
Huo Yanming’s dark and deep eyes rested on Qiao Cen’s sexy and thin lips, and the word "marriage leave" was clearly pronounced.
Qiao Cen was so awkward that she stared at Huo Yanming.
But he did not say anything wrong.
But after thinking about packing, Qiao Cen changed her mind now, and her eyes seemed to shine through a sly look.
"You pack your things!" She sat back in the chair and kicked Huo Yanming’s calf.
Huo Yanming couldn’t help smiling. He got up and passed by Joe Censhi, holding her body and getting up.
Then go to the bed and put her away. "Then you just sit and wait for the acceptance."
Qiao Cen didn’t feel funny but pretended to be serious and commanded "Hurry up!"
The thing about packing is that Mrs. Feng does Huo Yanming and arranges her belongings, but it’s still … interesting to do these things for the first time.
He took out a big suitcase and put it on the floor.
He has sorted out the clothes in the coat and hat and piled them on the sofa in front of the bed. Huo Yanming is folding them one by one and putting them in the box.
Clothes, pants and some accessories …
"Eh, don’t you put that one separately?" Qiao Cen pointed to the scarf in his hand.
Huo Yanming looked up blankly.
Joe Cennai: "You put the clothes and shoes in first, then put the others."
"And that that you put in the mezzanine, how can …"
A command came to Qiao Cen to give up.
It seems that this man can’t tidy things sometimes, and he can’t! At first glance, I have never done such a thing since I was a child!
She jumped barefoot to the box. "You let me do it!" She took a dress from Huo Yanming and then looked into the box.
And then take it out one by one.
"Clothes and clothes are put together. This pair of trousers can save space and … what the hell is this?" Qiao Cen took out a small paper box from two pairs of trousers.
She looked at it carefully, and before she could read the words clearly, she saw a man wearing a pair of pants in the carton.
Oh, these are pants
Joe Cen calmly put a box of pants next to Huo Yanming and simply leaned against the bed to encircle her arms and looked at her with a smile. She mumbled something and looked at her …
Both Huo Yanming and Qiao Cen have a strong sense of belonging in their hearts.
This is a home.
For a long time, the two men moved the packed boxes to the bedside, and Qiao Cen put his waist in and exhaled. "Finally, are you enough to say so much?"
"Not enough for Cheyenne to send," Huo Yanming said naturally.
When I was on a business trip before, if the meeting was too urgent and I didn’t come home to pack my things, Mrs. Feng packed them and sent them to Cheyenne for her to send.
Qiao Cen nodded.
She seemed to suddenly remember something and suddenly looked up. "Did you tell your parents when we went out for so long?"
During this period, Huomu appeared here frequently. Huomu Jiang Ke and Qiao Cen’s mother Shao Ruijun always came to the wedding together. Things are complicated. Now they are going away. If they come, wouldn’t it be for nothing?
"Said" HuoYanMing simple should be 1.
He looked at Qiao Cen. She was different from when she got married six months ago.
Half a year ago, the youthful spirit has faded a little bit, and the original shoulder black hair has grown to the point where the back is scalded into waves, and now I have some sweat, my hair is slightly wet and my face is red.
Qiao Cen seemed to find Huo Yanming looking at her and looked up. "What are you looking at me for?"
"Good-looking" Huo Yanming spit out two words and then bypassed Qiao Cen. "Go to bed early." He took her hand and walked to the bed.
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Gu turned out to be sleeping in Huo Mengshu’s small apartment that night.
The apartment is very small, so Huo Mengshu sleeps in the room with Xiao Mu and Gu Cheng sleeps on the sofa outside.
It’s cold in late autumn.
Huo Mengshu was prepared when he came here. What was left for himself and Xiaomu was a small blanket built in summer.
But for Gu Jingcheng, that root can’t even cover his feet.
One is in the room, the other is in the living room, but both of them have their own thoughts. Huo Mengshu is still not asleep near midnight.
In the afternoon, I don’t know when it started to rain. It was dark outside the window without moonlight.
It seems even colder at this time.
HuoMengShu wanted to think the door and walked into the living room.
It’s quiet and faint, but it turns out to be a steady breath. He’s tall when he comes, and it’s really pitiful to be curled up on the sofa at the moment
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