Chapter 1982 Huo Shen Pretends to Be Pitiful

"Sounds good." An Xiaowan chuckled, but in her heart, she sighed quietly.

This kind of thing, for ordinary couples, is naturally sweet to talk about. But An Xiaowan and the others are different.

Sure enough, Huo Shen also thought of it.

He curled his lips and hugged her even tighter, but he didn't seem to care at all, and said indifferently: "When we cure this strange disease, let's start making babies."

An Xiaowan met his gaze, and suddenly felt two hot red clouds flying over her face.

This man is really not ashamed.

While still in the car, I started talking about making babies...

"Why, wife, you don't want to?" Huo Shen paused for a few seconds, seeing An Xiaowan's eyes wandering and refusing to agree, his eyes softened immediately, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Even the arms around her became weak, and they loosened their embrace.

An Xiaowan was taken aback for a moment, met his downcast gaze, and suddenly felt...a little pitiful,

She has been a little overwhelmed with maternal love recently. Seeing Huo Shen like this, she immediately had no choice.

My heart was so soft that I immediately said, "I didn't say I didn't want to."

"That's a promise?" Huo Shen raised his eyebrows.

Seeing An Xiaowan looking at his uncharacteristically handsome face, she immediately nodded and said, "Yeah, okay."

"Well, then it's a deal." Huo Shen curled his lips lightly, and the downcast look on his face disappeared suddenly, just as fast as changing his face.

An Xiaowan looked at it, startled slightly, and then couldn't help but widen her eyes.

This guy! Where did you learn to pretend to be pitiful? ?

What about his former high-cold demeanor? Why are you using this trick now!

Huo Shen hooked his thin lips, and gently pinched An Xiaowan's small face.

It seems that a good solution has been found.

An Xiaowan's weakness turned out to be the overflowing maternal love... Who would have thought?

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Little Yuzi stayed with Mr. Hua until the next morning.

Then, carrying his small schoolbag on his back, he smiled again and said to Mr. Hua, "Grandpa Hua, I'm going home now."

Mr. Hua nodded slightly, but his pace did not stop like before, and he asked the servant to go down to see him off. Instead, she directly stepped up, took his little hand, and walked out with him.

"Grandpa Hua?" Little Yuzi blinked, "Aren't you going back to rest?"

"I'll watch you get in the car." Mr. Hua said lightly.

Xiaoyuzi was taken aback for a moment, and the hand holding the strap of the schoolbag tightened immediately.

"You don't have to work so hard, you can just go there by yourself, it's very close." Youzi refused.

Mr. Hua's expression was still calm, but he just hooked his lips into a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm not free today, so I'll just watch you go." He raised his eyebrows again as he spoke, "Why, little pomelo doesn't want grandpa follow?"

Hearing this, Yuzu naturally shook her head vigorously, and hurriedly said, "Of course not!"

"That's good." Mr. Hua carried the small schoolbag for him, and then went straight forward, walking down the road.

Little Yuzi followed behind, extremely anxious.

Later, if Mr. Hua sees that the car coming does not belong to the Huo family, and the driver is also a strange face, Lan Fang, will he expose his going to the research institute?

Thinking of this, his walking speed suddenly slowed down.

Mr. Hua took two steps, stopped slightly, turned his head, and called softly, "Grapefruit?"