The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

The little girl biting the candy clicked and clicked.

He raised his head from Huo Qing's arms.

Moist eyes glanced at Huo Qing first, then turned to look at Huo Qiudeng.

Huo Qiudeng's face lost all color.

The little girl was very happy.

He softly shouted, "Hello, big nephew."

There is a bit of joy in the eyebrows and eyes.

Woo, my ex-boyfriend called me little aunt.

This feeling is so exciting, super happy!

Thinking that Huo Qing is the one who can make Huo Qiudeng honestly call her little aunt, Chacha thinks that a reward should be given.

She circled Huo Qing's neck.

She happily smacked his cheek.

Huo Qing lowered his eyes, expressionless on his face, and slightly tightened the fingers clasping her slender waist.

From an angle that Chacha couldn't see, her earlobes were a little blush.

Huo Qiudeng became even angrier when he saw the interaction between the two.

Even, there is an unspeakable depression.

How could Yancha be so lively when she was with him before?

The whole person is a little idiot. When you talk to her, she responds very, very slowly.

Seeing her in his uncle's arms now, Huo Qiudeng just felt so angry that his heart ached...

Yan Qingmeng, who had been paying attention to his emotions, reached out and patted the back of his hand in a timely manner, giving him appropriate comfort.

In an instant, the eyes of the two of them exchanged another frown.

Old man, "..." is simply eye-catching.

The interaction between Huo Qing and the little girl is more fun.

He turned his head to look at the two of them.

Unexpectedly, Huo Qing picked her up, then glanced at the old man, and said in a deep voice, "I'll take her upstairs first, and let someone call me when lunch starts."

Old man, "???"

He watched Huo Qing take him upstairs.

Confused.

Blue sky and white sun... It doesn't seem very good.

Seeing Huo Qing and Chacha leave, the old man pressed his eyebrows and followed him upstairs.

in a blink.

Only Huo Qiudeng and Yan Qingmeng were left in the living room.

The two were very embarrassed.

Yan Qing dreamed for a while, and said softly, "Why don't you take me to your room too?"

Huo Qiudeng nodded, "Yes."

He reached out and helped Yan Qingmeng go upstairs.

Even though Huo Qiudeng gave her warmth and care, Yan Qingmeng was still chilled all over.

At this moment, she knew very well in her heart that the old man looked down on her.

Just sat for so long.

The old man's eyes were almost always in Huo Qing's direction.

The smile in his eyes couldn't stop.

As for her and Huo Qiudeng, the old man didn't even want to take a second look.

What does this mean?

It shows that the old man prefers Yancha.

Thinking about the old man's words and attitude just now, it clearly shows that Huo Qing's son is more important in his eyes.

And Huo Qiudeng... is just his grandson after all...

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Huo Qing's room is huge.

Chacha was carried by him and put on the bed.

The little girl blushed, climbed off the bed, and walked around the room a few times.

Suddenly thought of something, she turned her head and stared at him, "Huo Qing? Why do you prepare girls' rooms in your villa?"

Huo Qing looked indifferent, "It's for my wife."

The implication is that I regard you as a daughter-in-law.

However.

Chacha didn't get to this point, but leaned over with a dazed expression, and asked him in astonishment.

"Why do you sleep in a separate room with your daughter-in-law? I didn't expect that you planned to sleep in a room by yourself after getting married!"

Huo Qing, "..." I'm not, I'm not!

That was not what I meant.

I mean...you are my wife.

This is the first time Huo Qing has experienced lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.