She used all her strength not to cry and walked in as before.
Huo Shaoting put away his diary.
He gently touched the drawer with his slender fingers. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were gentle: "Is Huo Xi sleeping?"
Wen Man put down the fruit plate, took the initiative to sit in his arms, took his palm and put it on her belly: "She is asleep, this little one is waiting for you."
Huo Shaoting gently rubbed his hands, feeling the unborn child.
Unfortunately, she is too young and has not yet moved.
Otherwise, he could at least feel the beating of his own flesh and blood.
He came closer to her, the bridge of his nose was touching hers, and the flesh and flesh rubbed gently against each other in an indescribable intimacy. He also deliberately coaxed her, so he spoke freely: "Does the child miss me, or do you want to sleep with me?"
Wen Man hooked his neck.
She only had thin silk pajamas on her body, which was really vulnerable. In the past, he would have indulged himself in it, but she was pregnant, and besides, he was pretending to be pregnant.
Huo Shaoting only kissed her, a lingering light kiss.
His big palms can't help stirring up fire.
At the end, he leaned against her forehead and gasped softly: "Wen Man, it would be great if it stopped at this moment! We have reached the end!"
The corners of Wen Man's eyes were moist, and she touched his lips with her delicate finger: "Shao Ting, we are not married yet! How can we count it as the last?"
Huo Shaoting looked deeply.
He stared at her for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice: "We will get married tomorrow! Wen Man, just the two of us, okay?"
Wen Man hoarsely said yes!
…
Early the next morning.
Huo Shaoting didn't go for a run. He called Secretary Zhang and asked her to prepare documents.
Secretary Zhang came here in the afternoon, and the servant took her to the study on the second floor.
Secretary Zhang was in a complicated mood, but still managed to put on a professional smile: "Mr. Huo! I have all the documents ready!"
Huo Shaoting nodded and took the document.
That thick stack of documents is the equity transfer document of West Asia Group.
Huo Shaoting transferred all 65% of the shares he owned to his wife Wen Man. As long as he signed the signature and had it notarized by a lawyer, it would take effect immediately.
Huo Shaoting read it once.
He handed it to Wen Man and said softly: "The Huo family may be inherited by our children in the future, but West Asia is what I leave to you! I will let professional managers participate in the operation, and Secretary Zhang will be there... Wen
Man, you can do it!"
He may not be able to accompany her to the end...
Giving her a living security is what a husband must do!
Besides, Wen Man has these,
In the future, when he faces amnesia, he will no longer feel inferior and retreat. If he makes her sad, she can let him clean up and leave the house...
Wen Man trembled her lips: "Aren't we going to get married? Huo Shaoting, I don't want anything, I just want you!"
However, he is explaining something!
Huo Shaoting touched her head and smiled gently: "So, this is the betrothal gift!"
He was afraid that he would bully her in the future,
So when he is awake,
Give it all to her!
She was obviously going to get married, but it was so tragic that Wen Man couldn't help but cry!
Secretary Zhang quietly exited.
When she got outside, she couldn't help but burst into tears, feeling sorry for her boss and Wen Man...
In the study room.
Wen Man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, but she resisted a little.
Huo Shaoting knew what she was thinking. He walked over and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and saying in a low voice: "Stop crying, okay?"
Wen Man couldn't help it, she was still sad.
Huo Shaoting warmed his fingers and wiped away her tears while talking nonsense to make her happy: "Fool! You have become President Wen of the West Asia Group. No matter where I go from now on, I can see you! Wen Man, tell me, I
Can I still escape your grasp?"
Wen Man turned around in his arms and threw herself into his arms.
His shirt was soaked with tears...
Extremely uncomfortable.
But he doesn't care, because this kind of tender moment will be lost every day!
In the end, Wen Man signed the document.
She replaced Huo Shaoting and became the new president of West Asia Group with a market value of more than 200 billion.
Their wedding was attended by no one else.
In a small church, there is a Bible and a pair of wedding rings on the altar.
Huo Shaoting is wearing a dress,
Snow white shirt, black velvet dress,
This is Wen Man’s favorite look!
Wen Man was less than two months pregnant and her belly had not yet swelled. She chose a simple wedding dress with a slim waist and long brown hair that reached her waist. It was beautiful and romantic.
They exchanged wedding rings and put them on each other's ears.
With their fingers touching, Huo Shaoting looked into Wen Man's eyes and murmured: "I promise to never give up on our marriage and never betray you!"
Wen Man's eyes were hot.
She raised her eyes, stared at her newlywed husband, and said softly: "I also promise that our relationship will never leave, no matter where we are, we will never be separated!"
Huo Shaoting lowered his head and kissed her...
It was their wedding night, and he went back to the apartment with her...
The master bedroom is covered with roses.
Huo Shaoting hugged Wen Man and gently placed her on the soft bed.
It was on this bed that they had sex for the first time.
On this bed, they had been crazy and entangled countless times. If tomorrow was the end, what Huo Shaoting wanted most was to take Wen Man back to the place where he started...
Make love with her to death.
He was always worried about her pregnancy.
He whispered against her ear: "Wen Man, I want to see you happy, is that okay?"
Wen Man's body trembled slightly,
She closed her eyes slightly, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes, but she still gently opened her bathrobe.
For him, open yourself up...
…
Late at night, they returned to the villa.
Wen Man fell into a deep sleep, but Huo Xi woke up...
She is a sensitive child, so she can naturally feel the atmosphere at home these days. She feels nervous, and she is sensible enough not to bother her parents.
The little girl couldn't sleep with her eyes open.
Huo Shaoting wrapped her in a small blanket, carried her to the living room, and gently coaxed her.
The light is warm yellow.
Little Hosie lay on her father's lap, closing her eyes and listening to his father reading stories. In fact, she could memorize those stories, but she just liked her father reading to her...
Huo Shaoting stroked her curly hair while reading.
He suddenly said: "Huo Xi, is it possible that dad is going on a business trip?"
Huo Xi slowly opened his eyes...
Huo Shaoting held his fingers in nostalgia, and his voice became deeper and hoarse: "You may have to go somewhere far away and for a long time, Huo Xi... you will help mother take care of your brother, eh?"
Little Hosie didn't move.
After a long while, she asked softly: "Dad, is it cold over there?"
Huo Shaoting smiled slightly: "It's a bit cold."
Little Huoxi's voice had a nasal sound, "Then daddy, bring more clothes so that he won't be cold anymore. When Huoxi goes to visit his dad during the holiday, Huoxi's little body will be warm. Holding daddy... daddy won't be cold anymore."
.”
Huo Shaoting's throat felt tight.
He lowered his head and kissed the little girl. How much he loved this little girl!
She is so smart and cute.
He really couldn't let her go. He couldn't help kissing her and calling her name: "Huoxi...Huoxi..."
Little Hosi had tears in her eyes.
She lay in Huo Shaoting's arms and asked quietly: "How long will daddy be away for?"
Huo Shaoting hugged her and was silent for a long time before whispering: "Dad, I don't know! Maybe three years, or five years...or maybe I have to wait until Huo Xi grows up!"
Little Hosie didn't cry.
She hugged her father and absorbed the warmth from his body...