Chapter 271: His tenderness

Chapter 271: His Gentleness
"Yeah, because she went abroad and refused to come back at 1:30, she missed Hao Hao and married Hao Hao to Xi Wen. Xi Wen also had no fate with our family, so a good lady There is a relationship with us, Hao Hao, and his family history is right, but in the end, he was still divorced. Speaking of this, Luo Qingyun is to blame. This woman must be she ruined the marriage of Hao Hao and Xi Wen. Baozhu is back, seeing what Luo Qingyun takes to compare with others. I don't believe it. Facing Baozhu, Hao Hao can still see a woman like Luo Qingyun. "Bai Cihui counted his face.
"Ma'am, don't worry, Luo Qingyun will definitely not be Miss Baozhu's opponent. Besides, Miss Baozhu still has your help. Even if the young master likes her Luo Qingyun again, she can't fight you."
Bai Cihui heard the words, a cold smile across his face.

In the evening, Luo Qingyun coaxed the two children to fall asleep, went to the bathroom to take a shower, wiped their wet hair, and walked out of the bathroom while wearing a bathrobe.
Su Haohao had already finished washing at this time. She was sitting on the bed, flipping through a magazine in her hand.
Seeing Luo Qingyun coming out, he got up from the bed, walked to her, reached out, took the towel in her hand, and wiped her black hair for her.
"I can do it myself." Luo Qingyun was a little embarrassed to bother him, and only whispered.
"I know, but I want to help you." Su Minhao wiped the water from her hair to dryness, pulled her to the dressing table aside, held her by the shoulders, held her in a chair and sat down , Picked up the hair dryer and started to help her hair.
Luo Qingyun has never enjoyed such a service. Although she feels a little unhappy in her heart, she has to say that she is still very happy.
Close your eyes and feel his slender fingers gently massaging her scalp, the warm wind blowing on her hair, warm.
"Yan Hao, you suddenly treat me so well, I'm a bit uncomfortable." Luo Qingyun said with a happy smile on his face.
"It seems that you are not good enough for you before you accuse me." Su Yunhao deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.
Sure enough, Luo Qingyun heard this and immediately turned around, looked up at him, and hurriedly explained, "No, I didn't mean that."
"Oh? Really? What do you mean?" Su Minhao turned the hair off, raised her hand to blow the hair from her cheek to her head, and held her little red face with her hands.
"You ... were also good to me before, but you haven't done these things for me ..." Luo Qingyun felt his eyes glowing gradually, suddenly a little shy, afraid to look at his face, Looking down at the small channel.
"Do you like it?" Su Yinghao leaned down, put his face in front of her, and asked.
"Like ..." Her voice got even quieter.
"What? I didn't understand." He teased her intentionally.
"Like." Luo Qingyun repeated again, a little louder than before.
"Actually, I will do something other than blowing my hair. Would you like to try it?" Su Yanhao said, holding her up from the chair.
At this time, Luo Qingyun realized what he might do next, and suddenly his face turned red, buried in his arms, embarrassed to let her see her face.
"If you don't speak, then I will agree with you." Su Yinghao said, reaching out to untie her robe's belt.
Luo Qingyun only felt that her robe was loose. The next second, she had taken off her clothes and lay on the bed ...

The next day, early in the morning, when Luo Qingyun woke up, he only felt his back pain and tiredness.
Last night's madness left a lot of marks on her body, moved a little, and saw that the man around him was still asleep.
Not daring to wake her up, she got up quietly, wrapped in her robe, left the room, and went to the baby room next door.
At this time, Xiao Yuanyuan woke up long ago and Wu Yan had already fed her a round of milk.
"Ma'am, why did you get up so early?" Wu Yan asked curiously when he saw Luo Qingyun.
"Mr. Today is going to the company. I get up to make breakfast for him." Luo Qingyun reached out and teased his small soft hand in the cradle, and answered.
"Make breakfast? Then I'll go down now." Wu Yan heard and said immediately.
Luo Qingyun saw this and waved his hands. "Sister Wu, let's rest. You will be round in the evening. You have to wake up several times. It's hard. I'll do it by myself."
"Ma'am, this ... sir pays me such a high salary, I should do more things." Wu Yan was a little embarrassed.
"Okay, you can rest for a while, I'm going down." Luo Qingyun said, bowed his little daughter's face, turned around and went out.
By the time she prepared breakfast downstairs, Su Haohao also got up and went downstairs.
I didn't see Luo Qingyun in the living room. He went directly to the kitchen, and he saw Luo Qingyun busy inside.
"What are you doing?" He asked after approaching her.
"Cooking for breakfast, you see, how is this porridge cooked?" Luo Qingyun said, and opened the electric casserole aside.
Su Yanhao saw the tumbling hot porridge inside, and a scent came out.
"Don't do these things by yourself in the future. If Sister Wu can't get busy, I'll invite two more people to help at home." Su Yinghao looked at her busy figure and said.
"It's okay, I'm not tired." Luo Qingyun laughed.
"Not tired or not, my woman does not exist for cooking." Su Shihao arrogantly put her in her arms and ordered.
"I know, I know, I won't do it later. Today, please treat your face and eat more." Luo Qingyun said, tiptoeed, kissed on his cheek, and ran away from his arms. With the prepared breakfast, walk to the restaurant outside.
Su Yanhao went to the restaurant and saw Luo Qingyun not only boiled porridge, but also fried eggs, bacon, toasted bread, made fruit salad, and brewed coffee ...
"What time did you get up? You did so much." Su Yinghao looked at Luo Qingyun's thin figure and felt some distress.
"It hasn't been done for a long time, it's all easy to make. With all the ingredients in the house, you will eat it." Luo Qingyun smiled, gave him a bowl of porridge, and pushed it to him.
Su Yanhao didn't speak, and ate breakfast seriously.
Luo Qingyun looked at him with great pleasure, and felt very fulfilled in his heart.
Being able to make breakfast for his beloved man is also extremely happy for her.
After eating breakfast, Su Minhao wiped her mouth and said to her, "Yes, I won't come back for dinner at night. I need to go to the big house. Don't wait for me and the children."
"Okay. Will you come back at noon?" Luo Qingyun asked again.
"There may be arrangements at noon. If you want me to come back to eat with you, I can push those arrangements." Su Yinghao said.
"No, just go to work with peace of mind, I will take care of the children and wait for you to come back." Luo Qingyun looked at him with a smile.
"Well, I went upstairs to change my clothes," said Su Yinghao, and got up from the chair.
Luo Qingyun watched him leave the restaurant before he started eating breakfast.

At 7 pm, the Su Family House was lively.
Every year, Bai Cihui's birthday is celebrated by some members of the Su family and the Bai family, making the original deserted house lively.
However, this year's birthday, Bai Cihui did not invite anyone else, so when Su Yunhao came home, he immediately felt that today's atmosphere is different from the past.
Presenting the gift in his hand to the door to meet him, he asked casually, "Where's your wife?"
"Mrs. is talking to Miss Zheng in the flower hall," answered Lotus.
"Miss Zheng?" Su Yinghao seemed a little strange to this Zheng.
"It's my wife's girlfriend, Mrs. Zheng's daughter, Ms. Zheng Baozhu and Ms. Zheng. They just came back from Switzerland a few days ago, and have been studying and working in Switzerland before," said Lotus.
Su Yinghao was not familiar with the name Zheng Baozhu, but he knew Mrs. Zheng.
The wife of Zheng Yuan, the chairman of Zheng's Group, and his mother's young girlfriend, the relationship has been very close.
"Master, you probably don't remember much. When you were very young, you had a good relationship with Miss Zheng." Lotus said again at this time.
"Is that so?" Su Yinghao murmured softly.
"No, but you were only a year or two back then, I'm afraid I don't remember now."
"Then don't mention it again," Su Yinghao said, and he walked up into the room.
Seeing him somewhat indifferent, Lien Chan knew that he was not interested in the past and did not dare to mention it. He just followed him into the room and went to the flower hall to report it.