A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1059 Fingertip Warmth

Seeing his wife's smugness, Zhuang Zhoucheng suppressed the rest of his words.

"Would it be bad if we all stayed home?" Huo Yan asked Zhuang Zhoucheng.

"I called, don't worry."

Zhuang Zhoucheng patted Huo Yan's shoulder and said, "I have one more thing to take care of, so I'll leave. Sit for a while, okay?"

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me."

Huo Yan followed Zhuang Zhoucheng with a smile. Zhuang Zhoucheng sat down and Huo Yan stood beside him. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked up at her.

"Do you have something to say?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her.

This is unlike her. How long has it been since this ancestor has been so clingy to him?

"It's okay, just do your thing. If you think I'm in the way, I'll sit over there." Huo Yan said with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded and asked her to go away. Huo Yan's face twitched. Well, he really started to dislike her.

Huo Yan grumbled as he turned around, "Why don't you hold me down?"

"return!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng put down what he was doing and looked at Huo Yan.

Huo Yan immediately jumped to his side. Zhuang Zhoucheng moved some chairs away, turned towards her, opened his arms and caught the woman who was rushing towards him.

Huo Yan laughed heartily and lay on Zhuang Zhoucheng, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a slit from laughing.

"I was just joking, did you take it seriously, Mr. Zhuang?"

Huo Yan climbed onto him like a little girl, her small body kneeling on his lap, her arms around Zhuang Zhoucheng's neck, a bright smile on her face.

"Tell me, what good thing happened to you today? You look so happy, huh?" Zhuang Zhoucheng put his face close to Huo Yan's. Huo Yan touched his face with her mouth and kissed him again and again.

"I'm in a good mood." Huo Yan said happily.

Zhuang Zhoucheng put his arm around her waist with one hand and pinched Huo Yan's little face. Their daughter's skin was exactly like her mother's, just as smooth and white.

"Can this mood last a little longer?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled sincerely. She was in a good mood, and the sun was shining above his head.

Huo Yan foolishly hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's neck and rubbed it, then bit his face and said, "Hubby, I love you."

Zhuang Zhoucheng hugged Huo Yan's waist, and his heart felt as sweet as honey, numb and warm.

This little devil has this ability. She can make the old man happy with just a few words.

"Come, give me a kiss, I love you." Zhuang Zhou smiled sincerely.

Huo Yan arched her body upwards, held Zhuang Zhoucheng's head and bit his lips with her mouth, making a smacking sound.

"Uncle, are you satisfied?" Huo Yan asked with a smile.

"Just barely passed." Zhuang Zhoucheng said with a smile.

Huo Yan asked again:

"Mr. Zhuang, who do you love most, your wife or your daughter?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes twitched. This was what happened to women when they were crazy. She bit Huo Yan's mouth and said in a deep voice.

"A wife is a love story between a man and a woman, a daughter is a blood relationship, are they comparable? Huh?"

Huo Yan was pleased. Zhuang Zhoucheng was indeed wise. This was a very good answer.

Huo Yan stayed here for a while and then slid down. "I won't bother you anymore. Go back to your work."

They left in such a brisk manner. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at his nervous wife with a smile on his face.

Huo Yan took advantage of Zhuang Zhoucheng's work to eat all the food.

"Do you have any pliers? I can't peel the hickory nuts."

"No, I'll open it for you later." Zhuang Zhoucheng looked up at Huo Yan. She was struggling very seriously with a bunch of little things.

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't have much work to do. After annotating the meeting documents one by one, he asked someone to come in and take them away. His work for the day was finished.

He stood up and walked towards Huo Yan. Huo Yan had peeled the fruit but didn't eat it, so he piled it up in a small pile.

She raised her eyes to glance at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and squeezed the cracked walnut in her hand hard. Her little face twitched as she squeezed hard. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked carefully, half-knelt in front of her, took the walnut from her hand, squeezed it open lightly, picked up the flesh and put it aside.

"You won't eat even after peeling so much, do you want more?"

Huo Yan nodded, "This little one can't do anything to it."

Macadamia nuts are always a little thing that makes people angry when eating them. If you have weak teeth, there is nothing you can do about it.

"Little guy." Zhuang Zhou smiled sincerely.

Huo Yan was sitting, and when he saw him squatting, he squatted down too and moved closer to Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed her head back with his big hand, and Huo Yan leaned forward again.

Zhuang Zhoucheng took out two pieces of fruit pulp and pushed her forehead again.

"What are you doing?" Huo Yan finally asked inexplicably.

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't look at her, and spoke slowly and softly:

"Don't let the shells hurt your eyes. Stand back a little. They're all yours to eat. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry, I just want to take a look." Huo Yan said with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng turned his head and looked at her, then smiled and said:

"Will letting your students know that your teacher is so greedy affect your image as a teacher?"

"..."

Huo Yan's face darkened. "What do you mean by hindering you? Zhuang Zhoucheng, your idea is too despicable and too evil."

Zhuang Zhoucheng laughed out loud, peeled another pile of fruit pulp for Huo Yan, and clapped his hands, "Okay, this is enough, it can't be eaten as a meal."

"it is good."

Huo Yan nodded readily, and since he was so nice today, she stopped bargaining.

"What should I use to install it?" Huo Yan stared at Zhuang Zhoucheng with wide eyes.

There's no way. When Zhuang Zhoucheng is around, my brain is in a short-circuit state most of the time and I'm too lazy to think. Anyway, someone will handle it properly for her.

Zhuang Zhoucheng turned his head and saw Huo Yan looking at him with a silly look on his face. Zhuang Zhoucheng felt needed suddenly and raised his hand to touch Huo Yan's head.

"Be good, I'll find a way." Zhuang Zhou smiled sincerely.

Huo Yan reached out and embraced Zhuang Zhoucheng's outstretched hand, kissing the back of his hand.

"Thank you, Zhuang Zhoucheng."

"Dirty hands."

Zhuang Zhou acknowledged the truth and broke free from her hand.

Huo Yan was confused for a moment. Zhuang Zhoucheng stared at her and explained seriously:

"I peeled a bunch of shells and my hands are dirty. When I come back, I'll find something to pack them for you."

"it is good."

Huo Yan stood up and followed Zhuang Zhoucheng. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked back at her, smiled, and waited for her to join him. They walked out of the office side by side and went into the nearest tea room to wash their hands.

Zhuang Zhoucheng applied some hand sanitizer to Huo Yan's hands. Huo Yan squeezed out the water and waited for him. Zhuang Zhoucheng applied some more hand sanitizer, turned sideways, and frowned.

"Don't you know how to wash your hands? Rub it, baby, and flush it clean."

As Zhuang Zhoucheng said this, he held her hand and rubbed her small hand with his big palm.

"I'll wait for you to wash it for me." Huo Yan said foolishly.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked down at her and asked, "What would happen to you and Qiqi if I left?"

Both of them are ancestors who need to be served, how can he feel at ease?

"...That won't happen." Huo Yan's heart ached and he spoke vaguely, but his eyes were a little red.

What nonsense are you talking about? It ruins my good mood.