Chapter 1072 Autistic Huo Shao, Loves to Brush Hair (48)

The man was like a disgusted big dog, with his head drooping, he followed in small steps: "We didn't leave."

After a pause, he whispered a little embarrassedly: "You are still my wife." And always will be.

Su Qiao stopped and turned to look at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Huo Sihan was so frightened that he took a small step back, pursed his lips, and his voice became a little quieter: "Not divorced."

After thinking about it, Su Qiao seemed to understand something, "You are useless to that agreement?"

"Yeah." Huo Sihan replied in a low voice, looking at her cautiously, "Let's go home."

It's gloomy and windy here.

She is not well.

"don't want."

Humph, want her to go back?

Not so easy.

Su Qiao refused too quickly, Huo Sihan seemed to have knocked over the sauerkraut jar, and even his voice was two points louder: "Zhang Mingyue dare not come to you again."

The guy was frightened by him this time, and he would definitely not dare to make any bad ideas.

Su Qiao: "..." Does she have nowhere to go except for Zhang Mingyue?

"I won't divorce you."

After a pause, Huo Sihan said firmly:

"It's impossible for you and Zhang Mingyue." He was not allowed.

Su Qiao's mouth twitched.

Think too much?

She never thought about being with Zhang Mingyue, okay?

"According to the care marriage law, if you are separated for two years, you can also sue for divorce."

"So it's not up to you to get a divorce or not."

"I'm not separated."

When he said this, Huo Sihan lowered his eyes and his voice was small, as if he was being bullied.

Su Qiao: "..."

God testified, she really didn't bully him!

Just now, it was completely according to the routine of normal people.

Huo Sihan thought about it carefully.

It should be made clear, it seems to have been made clear.

"You are not well, come home with me."

Su Qiao gave him a sideways glance, ignored him, and continued on her way.

She is in good health.

Besides, even if you are not in good health, you don't have to go home with him, right?

The eyes of the man behind him darkened, and he lowered his eyes to think for a moment.

Suddenly, he took two big steps forward, picked him up and walked out of the cemetery.

Su Qiao was so frightened that she almost didn't scream, and reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck: "What are you doing? Let me down."

"You are not well, you should not walk."

This cemetery was built on a mountain, and it was a bit gloomy and gloomy inside. Staying there for a long time was not good for her health.

"You have short legs, you walk slowly, and I hold you fast."

According to her speed, it is estimated that it will take half an hour to go out.

In addition, she wasn't completely cured yet, Huo Sihan was really afraid that she would fall ill again.

Although he wanted to hold the little one in his arms when he first saw her just now, he really didn't do it for other reasons.

"..." Lying on the grass, who has short legs? Who has short legs?

She is obviously a standard height!

There are a lot of people who are shorter than her outside.

And her legs are thin, long and white, not short at all! ! !

Su Qiao's eyes were so angry that she almost didn't roar on the spot.

'Huh...huh...'

Hold back!

She is a lady! She is civilized!

The man had no idea what she was angry about, and was a little scared for some reason, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll be tired."

Su Qiao turned his head directly.

ignore.

When she saw the entire row of black-clothed cold-faced bodyguards at the entrance of the cemetery, she wanted to strangle this man again.

shame.

So humiliating.

In the past, she was the only one who held people, how could it be like today, in broad daylight, unexpectedly...

Dog man, she was so angry when he came.

At the door, Su Qiao said with a dark face, "Can you let me down now?"

"You are not in good health, the car is bumpy and easy to hit."

Huo Sihan hugged the person, went straight into the back seat, and carefully pressed the person onto his lap, his hands still protecting his sides.

Su Qiao gritted her teeth: "I believe you are evil."

Is this a pedal tricycle?

Still bumpy and bumped.

This man was expressionless, talking nonsense seriously... His face was too thick.

Huo Sihan blushed slightly.

He reached out and covered her eyes, blocking her angry gaze: "You are tired, sleep."

With a dark face, Su Qiao took his hand away: "I'm not tired."

Huo Sihan paused, and simply pressed her head into his arms: "You are tired."