In the summer of the third year after the wedding, Yan Qing had completed two rounds of national tours and released four albums. The old and new original songs were fighting each other on the major charts. She also naturally appeared in the Chinese music circle continuously. Top, the heavyweight prize is soft.
Yan Qing has not received many endorsements, and the quality is so high that the big and small flowers in the circle look up, not only because she admires her for having Huo's support, but more because of herself. Mrs. Huo wearing the top luxury brand is a world that cannot be looked down upon. Fuguihua, when she changes to the daily necessities of snacks that are close to the people, she can turn into a walking sweet peach in seconds, and she is just right.
Not to mention magazines, several major first-tier women's magazines, Kai Nianfeng, are rushing to ask her for it, not for anything else, just because she is really beautiful, and there are countless hard photos that go out of the circle.
Yan Qing lived a very nourishing life in her childhood. Writing songs and singing was her hobby. She was not tired of work. She occasionally appeared in variety shows and filmed commercials.
Sometimes fans will shout excitedly, saying that the entertainment industry needs her, please come out and do more business.
Yan Qing just laughed.
What really needs her is Mr. Huo from her family.
The entertainment industry is still lively without anyone, but Mr. Huo can't do without her.
She admitted that she had no ambitions, all her thoughts and wishes were tied to Huo Yunshen, she wanted to accompany him all the time, to be with him all the time, and took the trouble to let him know how much she liked to stick to him.
During this period, Dr. He talked to her privately.
"Madam, Mr. Huo's health is getting better and better. Those insomnia and anorexia left by previous stimulation have recovered, and new and old injuries are basically healed, but mentally..." Dr. He couldn't help laughing, "he doesn't seem to have trend toward normal."
In his opinion, Mr. Huo's character is very paranoid, his emotional needs are too strong, and he is possessive and difficult to restrain.
Strictly speaking, it is a pathological manifestation, which virtually limits the freedom of the lover.
He thought it was the result of his wife's disappearance for three years. After the marriage and life were stabilized, Mr. Huo could get better. However, after so long, it turned out that Mr. Huo was not only bad, but also worsened.
I need her all the time, and I feel uneasy and fearful for every very short separation.
Coupled with the unconditional indulgence of his wife's attachment, Mr. Huo seemed to give up treatment.
Doctor He is upset.
He felt that it was a disease that had to be cured.
Who wants to be so occupied by others, leave for a while, or hang out with friends, they must first take into account the thoughts of their lover, how tiring.
Yan Qing shook her head and said quietly: "Doctor He, I know you are well-intentioned, but I must tell you that he is not abnormal, he is not a patient, and he does not need others to tolerate his character, it is enough to have me here. ."
"...You really can bear it?"
"This word is wrong," Yan Qingxing's eyes narrowed slightly, "I am willing."
She loved every bit of his disposition.
Perhaps Dr. Ho thought it was an invisible cage.
But she would rather be chained and be his inseparable prisoner, and she didn't want to fly anywhere, she was only happy to circle around him all her life.
She has never lost her freedom, and Huo Yunshen is her freedom.
Dr. He sighed with emotion, and asked worriedly from a doctor's point of view: "But if it goes on like this, why do you want children? In my opinion, Mr. Huo's state cannot tolerate any living being by your side for a long time."
Not to mention children, not even cats and dogs.
Yan Qing smiled softly: "Then don't."
Doctor Ho was shocked.
Based on what he has known about his wife over the past few years, she definitely likes children very much, so it seems... The wife is indulging Mr. Huo to no end, and she has no intention of turning him around at all. Do whatever you want.
Although he didn't understand, Dr. He also felt that he didn't need to say anything more.
The relationship between his wife and Mr. Huo is so deep that he has gone through so many hardships of life and death, and it was not something he could talk about.
At the end of the summer, Yanqing received a new advertisement. On the day of the photo shoot, Huo Yunshen finished the business at hand early and went to see her at the scene. The people who cooperated with Yanqing were already used to Mr. Huo's sudden appearance. The brigade came out respectfully.
Huo Yunshen went straight through the crowd to the studio, and saw his little wife with long hair under the light, smiling sweetly at the camera.
Advertisement for shampoo.
Waiting for the movie to come out...
He has to control himself, don't go to the supermarket and bring back all her humanoid standing signs.
Yan Qing also noticed her husband for the first time, tilted her head at him, and blinked playfully.
The photographer captured it with excitement, taking several pictures in a row, and was 100% sure that this moment was definitely the best moment of the day.
When the filming was over, Yan Qing smirked and didn't move.
Huo Yunshen also raised the corners of his lips and opened his arms slightly towards her, indicating that his embrace was empty and he was in urgent need of his wife to fill it up.
Yan Qing set off immediately, the corners of her skirt were flying, and she ran over a few steps, not caring whether others saw it or not, she jumped up lightly with his neck hooked, and was firmly supported by him.
Although everyone at the scene was used to the young couple throwing dog food madly at any time and place, but when they saw it with their own eyes, they still clenched their fists and howled excitedly and silently.
The picture is so eye-catching!
Be intimate! Be more intimate! Qingbao, you can do it! Fuck him hard! Let his iceberg melt!
Tens of thousands of barrages rolled in the hearts of the onlookers. Of course, Qing Bao lived up to expectations, and naturally and affectionately stuck to her husband's cheeks, which made the expressionless men all over the road burst into laughter.
"It's early today—"
Huo Yun deeply kissed the tip of her nose: "There is still a meeting in the afternoon, I can't wait to see you first."
Yan Qing was relieved to hear that he had an itinerary.
Xu Mohan asked her and Ouyang to go out for a meeting after a busy afternoon. She was worried about how to tell Shenshen not to accompany him. Now there is no need to find a reason.
To be normal, the party is no big deal, no matter what, Shen Shen will not interfere with her eating and drinking tea with female girlfriends, but... Two months ago, Xu Mohan and her new husband succeeded in creating a human and became pregnant.
Newly pregnant women have an extremely strong desire to talk. Even if they don't see each other, they will often send WeChat to chat. Huo Yunshen has heard it a few times. Although he doesn't say anything, Yan Qing can see that he is very repulsive.
It is not Xu Mohan who is excluded from contacting her.
It is a child who cannot be separated between the lines, afraid of her temptation.
Every now and then, what appeared in his eyes was the hostility and sadness that he was afraid she would bring home when he saw the kitten in the dressing room.
Yan Qing was reluctant to let him have this kind of emotion, so she tried to avoid him from chatting with Xu Mohan from then on. She agreed to go out to meet today because she knew that he was busy with business.
Huo Yun stroked her hair deeply and asked in a low voice, "Wait for me in the office in the afternoon? The bed in the suite has a new quilt for you, it's very soft, and an extra cat pillow is added."
"Ouyang asked me for tea..." She didn't mention Xu Mohan.
Huo Yun paused deeply and nodded, "Okay, wait for me to pick you up."
Yan Qing was reluctant to part with her husband, and the driver drove her to the place where she was dating her little sisters.
In the box on the top floor, Xu Mohan and Ouyang had already arrived, and the table full of various snacks could not fill the mouths of pregnant women.
"To Qingbao's blessing can enter this bag. I have been to the lower three floors at most before."
"I'm almost suffocating at home, this is not allowed to eat that is not allowed to eat!"
As soon as Yan Qing entered the door, Xu Mohan's painting style changed abruptly, and she wanted to control her full of complaints, and asked bitterly, "Qingbao, when will you be able to join our pregnant women camp!"
Qing Bao decisively ordered another table for pregnant women.
Too bad it still doesn't stop.
After chatting for more than an hour, Xu Mohan couldn't help it, but the topic returned to the most concerned issue. She was no longer rude, and said seriously: "Ouyang doesn't have a boyfriend yet, so don't be in a hurry, but Qingbao, you should get on it. Mind you, your family has a throne to inherit."
Yan Qing held the hot tea and explained frankly, "My Majesty doesn't like it."
Ouyang understands: "Your Majesty only likes the queen. Anyone who wants to rob them will be killed."
In the long and winding corridor outside the door, Huo Yunshen, who had finished his work ahead of time, was walking to the door of the box. The waiter bowed and just touched the door, ready to open it for him.
The clubhouse is safe, and the little sisters are not talking about any secrets, so only one decorative door is closed, and it is not too soundproof. If you stand close, you can hear 70% to 80% of the conversation inside.
Huo Yun's eyes darkened, he raised his hand and motioned for the waiter to leave.
The waiter did not dare to disobey, and hurriedly followed his words and left.
He stood quietly outside the door, listening to Qingqing's voice.
Xu Mohan said "Ah", and also remembered those scenes in college, how Huo Yunshen was so nervous to speak Qingqing, no one was allowed to be contaminated, not even her best friend was too intimate.
"But the question is," she was still surprised, "is the kid on his list?"
Ouyang said: "I think there are two divisions in Mr. Huo's world, one is Qingbao and the other is other creatures. Maybe children are more difficult for him to accept than others, do you think—"
Huo Yun lowered his eyes.
"A little guy who is destined to take away Qingbao's time, affection, and attention is much more serious than pets, friends, admirers, etc."
Yan Qing softly said "um".
An air sound made Huo Yunshen outside the door tighten his fingers.
She knows it all.
Xu Mohan lengthened her voice in frustration: "But Qingbao, you like children very much, I remember clearly, when your memory first started to get confused, you were dizzy and lethargic, we all thought you were pregnant, and you were so happy, every day. I secretly waited for the two bars with the test paper, and later found out that it was not quite uncomfortable.”
Huo Yunshen's pupils shrank, and he took a step closer.
After a brief silence.
Across the door, Yan Qing spoke with a soft voice: "I like it, I was looking forward to it at that time, I thought I had his child, and now I can occasionally dream of having a baby with him, the little guy looks very much like him ."
There was sweet anticipation in her tone.
Huo Yun lowered his head slightly, the knuckles of his fingers turning white.
The voice in the room continued gently: "But I like it, it's nothing compared to him. I just want to make him happy. He is the most important thing. I don't care if I have children or not."
Huo Yunshen's ears were sometimes blank and buzzing.
He fixed his gaze on the direction where Qingqing's voice came from, even if he couldn't see her, he still didn't move.
No more running away.
He has always understood that Qingqing is looking forward to having a child.
He deliberately ignored it, pretended not to understand, never brought this topic up to her, and even when she was close to other children, he didn't hide his resistance in exchange for her distress and concern.
Those selfish and vicious thoughts were unscrupulous in her tolerance.
He wanted to monopolize, and only be with her from life to death. Her love, concern, attention, soft words, and sweet love belong to him only.
If someone invades, she must be separated, even if it is an inch...
Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply, the veins on the back of his hands were blue and white.
Inside the door, Xu Mohan and Ouyang were arguing with each other, but Yan Qing interrupted with a smile: "It's good that my family is deeply happy, I won't let him be afraid."
Huo Yunshen was like a sculpture in the corridor.
After a while, he released his slightly numb hand.
Qingqing is all thinking about him, but she... is wrong.
He doesn't matter.
The important thing is that he wants her to be happy and not let her down.
Whatever she likes, he can hold in front of her.
At the end of the evening, the waiter outside the door whispered: "Madam, Mr. Huo said that he will be late, so please don't worry."
Of course Yanqing was not in a hurry. It was rare for her husband to be late once, so it didn't matter how long she waited.
Huo Yunshen had been sitting silently in the car for a long time, adjusted his state, and hid the shadow of extreme emotions, and only went upstairs five minutes after the waiter notified Yan Qing.
Yan Qing was surprised: "Is five minutes too late?"
"Forget it," he said with a hoarse voice, and put his arms around her, "one minute counts."
Yan Qing's heart is itchy, her husband is so sweet.
Just as she was about to kiss him as a reward, Huo Yunshen said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Yan Qing glared at him.
He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I made my wife wait for me."
Make his wife work hard... I think about him in every detail, and appease those unbridled monopoly desires for him.
Yan Qing pinched him: "Don't talk nonsense, apologize, go home quickly."
Huo Yunshen wrapped her in his arms: "Go home."
Yan Qing thought it was a quiet night, but she never expected that the sky would be thunderous and earth-shattering. She poured softly on the bed with the milky fragrance of the shower milk, and the man couldn't help but cover it up and invaded all her consciousness.
She was distracted and touched the small package by the bedside.
His wrists were pressed by hot fingertips.
He was breathing heavily, with a husky husky, and the scorching heat rushed to her red-hot ears.
"Qingqing, we want a child."
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