334: C334 She Was Calling Him Her Husband

C334 She Was Calling Him Her Husband

chapter 334. Call me husband.

Qu Yihong laughed in a low voice.

The expression on the pink face in front of him changed, and it unintentionally gave off a childish vibe.

He was a little curious about what she and Tingting had just said...

"Squat down a little!" Tong Tong put on a stern face. She raised her voice and said, "If we don't cooperate anymore... I don't care about you anymore."

Usually, Qu Yihong didn't need her help. She wondered which part of Qu Yihong's brain was wrong. He actually pulled her out to wipe her hair.

She could just wipe her hair, but in the end, she still didn't cooperate.

She was 1.7 meters tall and was used to standing out among the girls. However, when she stood in front of him, she stood on her tiptoes and it was still inconvenient for her to help him wipe his hair. She was very sad, alright...

Looking askance at Tong Tong's angry little appearance, Qu Yihong smiled. " Yes, yes. Squat, immediately squat. "

Before he could finish his sentence, Qu Yihong cooperated with him by using the horse stance.

This time, his body was equal to hers.

"That's more like it." Tong Tong was pleased with herself. Her misty eyes were full of smiles.

A devastatingly beautiful man was wearing a bath towel around his abdomen and his strong and even muscles were clear. It could be seen that his entire body was emitting a fresh and pleasant smell of mint...

Tong Tong could not help but swallow her saliva.

She was that foodie, and Qu Yihong was the Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

It was so hard for her to hold it in. Wuuuu.

Qu Yihong had a serious expression on his face. "Tongtong, do you want me to stop my horse steps and go back to my room to lie down obediently?"

"Then how do I wipe my hair?" Tong Tong was stunned.

Qu Yihong said, "I don't need to wipe my hair."

"Huh?" Tong Tong frantically scratched her hair twice. Qu Yihong, do you want to wipe your hair or not?

Qu Yihong's face was full of sincerity. "I just happened to wash my hair. Tongtong is just about to start eating."

... "" Tong Tong's eyes widened. Her oval face instantly turned completely red. "Aiyaya, you old man, you only care about teasing me every day. Why don't you go to heaven! "

In the next second, she lowered her body and used her long legs to sweep the floor.

She didn't know why, but Qu Yihong was clearly in front of her. In the end, after Tong Tong used the "sweeping leg," not only was there no Qu Yihong in front of her, she even entered a strong hug. Her small face was even quickly kissed.

Tong Tong's small face twitched. "This is really not fun."

Every time her fancy moves missed, she would suffer a heavy blow, okay?

She felt like she was playing a dirty trick on the Tongxing Martial Arts School. Sigh...

Qu Yihong laughed in a low voice, and his laughter echoed throughout the entire balcony. "Alright, let's play another game next time..."

"Play what? I want to play too." Tao Tao stuck his head out of the master bedroom and looked at the two people on the balcony with a smile.

Tao Tao raised his little face to 45 degrees with a look of anticipation and stars in his eyes.

When Tao Tao appeared in his field of vision, Banshan Garden seemed to suddenly become much quieter, as if he could hear Zhan Qing's shout from the Banshan Garden's activity field.

"Can't you take me to play?" Tao Tao rubbed his chin.

Tong Tong quickly stood up in a serious manner, and Qu Yihong also became serious.

Qu Yihong's handsome face twitched, and he said with a serious face: "What are you playing at? You are sparring with martial arts."

"Is that so?" Tao Tao had a look of disbelief on his face.

However, Tao Tao did not plan to fight with his father, Biological mother. He smiled and raised his little hand. "Dad, let me take a look at your phone."

Without waiting for Qu Yihong to reply, Tao Tao's little body had already disappeared in front of Qu Yihong.

"Humph!" Qu Yihong coldly snorted.

Of course he knew what this little thing was doing with his phone.

Ever since he saw Tingting's photo, this little thing had tried every means possible to look at his phone.

Tong Tong, on the other hand, heaved a sigh of relief.

That was great. His son took the phone away and left Qu Yihong's sight range. He could not see the chat record just now.

She would help Qu Yihong dry his hair later and find an opportunity to delete the chat record.

Humph, humph, she didn't believe it. She couldn't deal with Qu Yihong.

Tong Tong was proudly planning every step when a slight hissing sound came from the side.

"Lightly." Qu Yihong gritted his teeth and stared at Tong Tong. "Do you want to kill your husband?"

... "Hehe." Tong Tong smiled awkwardly. "Without a certificate, without a wedding, you can't call him your husband. At most, you can call him a adulterer..."

Before she finished speaking, Qu Yihong's sharp eyes swept over.

Tong Tong was so scared that she quickly shrank her neck.

On the surface, she seemed to be obedient, but in her heart, she started to criticize in her heart.

What she said was the truth!

Qu Yihong gritted his teeth and stared at the little idiot in front of him who was not afraid of death. "Say that word again."

... "" Tong Tong shut her little mouth tightly.

Qu Yihong's expression finally became a little more comfortable, and his tone became much gentler. "If you say you are my husband, then you are my husband. Of course, you really don't like the word 'husband'. "You can say you're a fiancé."

... "" Tong Tong couldn't help but suck in her nose and stare at the stars.

President Qu, who had a lot of things to do every day, must be conflicted about this title.

That little aggrieved look was very funny. Qu Yihong could not help but smile slightly. He flicked Tong Tong's nose and said, "I will go and see the old lady later."

Tong Tong, who was still pulling her legs a moment ago, instantly straightened her back and was full of energy. "Can I go too?"

Another two days passed. She wanted to see how Tao's injuries were getting better.

Qu Yihong calmly raised his eyebrows. "Just call me husband, that's all..."

Tong Tong's little temper instantly flared up. "You just said you are her fiancé. Why is it that you are her husband again?"2

The dignified President of Taihuang actually kept taking advantage of a little girl like her.

Humph, humph, she wanted to look down on him a little...

...

Just as Qu Yihong had expected, Tao Tao had indeed fallen in love with his phone.

Tao Tao took the phone and ran to his small room. He closed the door neatly with his hands and feet, then he locked the door and immediately opened WeChat.

"Little Uncle's precious little lover" was at the top. He didn't even need to look for her. He saw her at first glance.

He opened the chat interface. Tao Tao used his little finger to draw upwards with all his might.

When he reached Tingting's picture, Tao Tao's little finger stopped.

The little loli, who was wearing makeup, had a clear look in her eyes. The corners of her brows and eyes were filled with a bright smile. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of mischief. Her small lips were pouting, and she seemed especially energetic.

What a spirited little loli!

What a domineering little loli!

After thinking for a while, Tao Tao put his phone closer and kissed the screen.

A little girl even prettier than a little girl. She looked really cute. If only she could walk out of the painting like Miss Tian He.

After thinking for a while, Tao Tao carefully typed out a few words. "Do you have any more photos?"

After typing, Tao Tao nervously stared at the phone screen.

Cough, he only knew about 200 words, so he could only write this much. If he had known that writing had such great fun, he would have chosen less horse steps and recognized more words.

After a while, Tao Tao did not get a reply.

Tao Tao was a little depressed - why did he ignore him?

After waiting for a long time, Tao Tao was about to withdraw from WeChat in disappointment when the message came out.

"Little Uncle wants to see the baby, so Little Uncle will take me back..."

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