Hello, Mr. Major General

Hei Hyun's credit card lay in the palm of her mind, so distinctly black and white.

Gu Nianzhi was like holding a hot potato, and wanted to return the card, but looked up at Huo Shaoheng's handsome eyebrows with an unquestionable and undeniable look, and Gu Nian's legs were soft.

She stood with her hands in front of Huo Shaoheng, her expression entangled and rejoicing, her eyes flickering like a flying butterfly, fanning the waves in his heart.

Huo Shaoheng turned his head away, his hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to smoke. He took a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, and his long fingers played with the cigarette case, hesitating to smoke a cigarette.

Gu Nianzhi's gaze was involuntarily attracted by his hands. The pair of flawless hands wrote the word "perfect" at each knuckle, and I wished people could touch it to eliminate their regrets ...

Gu Nianzhi's undisguised obsession and greed suddenly delighted Huo Shaoheng.

He leaned forward slightly, lowered his head and put the hand holding the cigarette case in front of Gu Nian's eyes, "What are you looking at? Huh?"

The ending is slightly raised, and the low-smooth male voice slips past Gu Nian's ears, her earlobe is red, and even her neck is bright red.

Gu Nianzhi took a step back in a panic, for fear of being seen by Huo Shaoheng, took a step back, and stuttered, "... Uncle Huo will smoke? I ... I'll light you ..."

She looked up and glanced at Huo Shaoheng, trying to hide her erratic mood.

Do you still need ignition?

Huo Shaoheng gazed at her foggy eyes, slowly put the cigarette case back to his pants pocket, and asked, "Are you looking at the cigarette case?"

"Um." Gu Nianzhi nodded quickly, looking for the most lame excuse, "It's getting late, I must sleep, Uncle Huo ..." She looked up at Huo Shaoheng, "Where do you sleep today?"

"Secondary." Huo Shaoheng stood up and turned away.

Gu Nianzhi has no reason to leave him in the master bedroom again, hey ...

But when she changed into Huo Shaoheng's t-shirt as pajamas, she was satisfied. She slept sweetly at night with a soft and warm white goose down quilt.

There was no dream overnight and I woke up at seven in the morning.

After washing and opening the bedroom door, Huo Shaoheng really got up, dressed neatly, and stood in front of the bookshelf in the study to read a document.

The study door opened wide, facing the door of the master bedroom.

Huo Shaoheng still wears regular clothes today, dark gray special thin wool trousers, the pants seams are as straight as the benchmark standing next to him, a dark brown military wide belt is tied at the waist, a dark blue thin wool shirt is stuck in the belt, and the wide back In the eyes of Gu Nian is a thrilling down v.

Gu Nianzhi hasn't seen enough yet, Huo Shaoheng turned around leisurely, saw her standing at the door of the master bedroom, nodded and said, "Get up? Go to breakfast, then go to the third floor."

His mother Song Jinning lives on the third floor.

Gu Nianzhi took back his chaos, and showed a big smile to Huo Shaoheng, "Let's go together?"

Huo Shaoheng thought about it, put the document back, walked out of the study, brought it to the door, and went out with her.

As soon as they went out, they saw Huo Jialan talking to the servicemen at the gate.

"Aunt Lan is early." Gu Nianzhi greeted him hello.

Huo Jialan, looking up and seeing Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi coming out, immediately smiled: "Ms. Gu got up so early? Not much sleep?" And Huo Shaoheng said: "Lobby brother early."

"Breakfast." Huo Shaoheng looked good. "Is breakfast ready?"

"Well, in the restaurant." Huo Jialan said, turning around and walking with Huo Shaoheng, "Brother Lobby, how many days will you stay at home this time? Grandfather and second uncle were discussing just now, saying that you haven't been back in years Go home this year to celebrate the New Year. Would you like to invite relatives and friends to come home and celebrate the New Year? "

One of the caretakers walked behind them happily, not obviously looking around, but after passing the corridor fork where she saw Song Jinning yesterday, she couldn't help glancing at the window at the end of the fork. ——No one is standing here today.

"Look at your feet while you walk, what do you look around?" Although Huo Shaoheng and Huo Jialan walked in front, the light in his eyes did not leave Gu Nianzhi.

Turning back and urging, Gu Nianzhi hurried to catch up and smiled and said, "Uncle Huo, your family is too big. I'm afraid of getting lost, so remember the way."

Huo Jialan smiled, "Don't forget, if you are worried about getting lost, just find a maid to lead the way."

"How troublesome!" Gu Nianzhi shook her head with a smile, "I can still do this little thing by myself."

"No trouble," Huo Jialan chuckled, "there are many domestic servants, and you are idle if you don't tell them to work."

Gu Nianzhi laughed twice and didn't talk anymore.

Three people came to the restaurant to sit down, and breakfast was set.

Huo Shaoheng is still a high-calorie, high-fat and high-protein nutritional meal, and in front of him are toasts, fried eggs and milk.

She doesn't like to eat these western style breakfasts, and she doesn't exercise as much as Huo Shaohengda, so she eats very reluctantly. She only eats a slice of bread and drank milk.

Huo Jialan met and pointed at her plate with a smile. "... Can't eat? Appetite?"

"... Uh, I just got better and my appetite isn't open." Gu Nianzhi smiled at Huo Jialan.

Huo Shaoheng finished eating his share, and took the rest of Gu Nianzhi's breakfast and ate it.

Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie at the dining table straightened their eyes.

Huo Jialan was also very surprised. Look at Huo Shaoheng, who is indifferent, and look at the care she took for granted, her frown frowned.

Breakfast is usually eaten by the young people of their generation. Father Huo, Huo Guanchen, Uncle Zhang, and Zhang Ye do not come down for breakfast. They eat in their own room.

Of course, Song Jinning originally did not eat in the restaurant for three meals a day.

Last night was the exception.

After breakfast, Huo Shaoheng took Gu Nianzhi to the third floor to see Song Jinning.

Huo Jialan was supposed to follow, but Huo Guanchen, who had just come downstairs, called her, "Jia Lan, what gifts did the Xue family give during the New Year last year, do you have a list?"

Huo Jialan hurriedly said, "Second Uncle, yes, I'll get it for you."

Huo Guanchen nodded, "Hurry up, I still have something."

Huo Jialan had to hurry to the studio on the first floor to find last year's gift list.

Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi came to the third floor and walked down the hallway. They saw a clever staircase in the inner cloakroom.

Gu Nianzhi looked at the staircase and was amazed at the truth: "I didn't expect another story on the third floor."

In fact, the third floor is not a single floor, but two floors like a duplex floor.

Just looking from the exterior of the small building, there are only three floors.

Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng and went upstairs.

This floor also resembles a loft, and the floor is not as tall as the one below.

Huo Shaoheng's one and eighty-eight-foot man walked in the middle, almost against the ceiling.

This depressed space will be even more depressed for the sick Song Jinning ...

Gu Nianzhi sighed slightly and followed Huo Shaoheng to a half-open door.

A woman inside was talking, "Mrs. Song, what are you going to do in the small kitchen early in the morning? What do you want to eat? Tell me, let me make it in the large kitchen below?"

Song Jinning didn't speak, but the aroma of food came out.

Gu Nianzhi moved, crossed Huo Shaoheng, and smiled crunchily, "Good morning Mrs. Huo!"

The entrance was a small house similar to the living room. There was a door near the east wall. A middle-aged woman dressed as a maid in white clothes and black pants turned out of the door and saw Gu Nianzhi and then Gu Guan Huo Shaoheng behind him was bent to salute: "Huo Shao, Miss Gu."

Huo Shaoheng did not speak, standing silently behind Gu Nian.

When Song Jinning heard the voice, he came out of the door and saw Gu Nianzhi's grinning face. He froze, "Who are you?"

Gu Nianzhi has learned very well since she was familiar with it, and she said unhurriedly, "I am Gu Nianzhi, Mrs. Huo, and you said yesterday that you would cook something for me, I remember."

Song Jinning looked at her blankly and said to himself: "... Have I ever said that? But I can't remember ..."

She thought hard, her expression began to be painful, and she was holding her head, a little at a loss.

Looking up at Huo Shaoheng, she instinctively feared him and shrank back.

Gu Nianzhi held her hand in disapproval. "Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Just when I come to Mrs. Huo's dinner today! To be honest, I haven't had enough breakfast!"

Just now she was full when she smelled the food, but now she was hungry when she smelled the food.

Gu Nianzhi couldn't help taking a sip of water.

Her leisurely and natural attitude infected Song Jinning, and she leaned over and asked, "Are you really hungry?"

"Well, very hungry." Gu Nianzhi turned her hand to the small door. "This is your kitchen?"

Oncoming was a very humble kitchen. There was only one stove eye on the stove, and a pot of white porridge was stewed on it. The aroma of the food was uploaded from that white porridge.

Gu Nianzhi looked down and couldn't help but swallowed another spit. The porridge was so good. The rice was almost broken in the pot, but the grain was clear and not mashed.

Song Jinning was amused by her uncle, and simmered her a bowl with a spoon. "Hungry, eat, there is still in the pot ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ said, she watched it in silence again Huo Shaoheng glanced at him and asked him timidly: "You ... uh, do you want to eat? "

Huo Shaoheng nodded.

Song Jinning hurried to give him another bowl.

Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng sat at the kitchen table and drank porridge face to face.

This porridge is really authentic, the porridge oil is boiled out, moist and waxy, the natural aroma of the rice is melted in the porridge, without any seasonings and additions, purely by the heat and rice to win, it is really the best in white porridge.

One of the bowls was not enough, and another bowl was eaten. Song Jinning's small porridge pot was almost empty.

"... Ah? Sorry, Mrs. Huo, I should give you some left." Gu Nianzhi apologized very embarrassed.

These two bowls of porridge are the best food she has eaten in the past two days, and also the food that makes her full.

Song Jinning laughed very happily, and said bluntly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you like to eat, I still have food, this is specially prepared for you."

"Let me say it! You actually remember what you said yesterday!" Gu Nianzhi happily held Song Jinning's arm. "So, let's do this. I have eaten your cooking, shall I cook for you?" "

Song Jinning nodded again and again, "Okay, what would you do?"

Gu Nianzhi will not do anything but cook instant noodles ...

Of course, Huo Shaoheng would not let her cook instant noodles for her mother to eat at home, and she gave her a glance, "You go out with her, I'll make it."

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This is the first three thousand words.

Today's second and two more are one and the same, including the first addition of the month of July 27th to the leader of Ren Xiaoyao 2722, which is about 1:00 pm

The last two days at the end of the month, my parents' monthly tickets and recommended votes are all cast for Major General!

o (n_n) o ~. (To be continued.)