Extra: Small Theater 1.

Huo Yunche was able to crawl when he was six months old. His little body was lying on the floor, not to mention how happily he crawled, and his mouth was occasionally drooling.

Mr. Huo, not to mention how much he loved his great-grandson, sat on the sofa, rocking the toy gently, smiled and said, "Che'er, Che'er, toys."

The little guy squatted down on the carpet, glanced at it without interest, and yawned with a delicate eyebrow.

Somewhat shocked, Mr. Huo asked the servant to bring a bone, which was stewed, rotten and fragrant, and shook it: "Che'er, bone, bone!"

Hearing this, Shen Ya, who had just walked out, had black lines on her head; "Grandpa, can you stop treating my son like a dog?"

"Do you think I am willing to raise my great-grandson like a dog?" The old man also looked helpless; "But Che'er doesn't like toys, only meat and bones. What can I do?"

The two of them were talking, and the cute little guy had crawled up to the old man on his hands and knees, looking at the old man with bright black eyes and watery eyes, and his buttocks were twisting and twisting on the blanket, really like a puppy.

Shen Ya couldn't help but start to hold her forehead. Her son...

Huo Jingcheng happened to go downstairs to the company. He was tying a blue tie with his long fingers. His brows and eyes were full of strong tenderness and indulgence. He held her in his arms with his big hands, lowered his head, and kissed her.

Finally, Shen Ya said to him sadly, "Your son doesn't like anything, he only likes meat and bones, and he can compete with dogs!"

Disapprovingly, Huo Jingcheng continued to kiss her soft, flowery pink lips, and a mature man rarely joked, "That is also the purest breed among them, the king of Tibetan mastiffs."

Since then, Huo Yunche has had three more nicknames, Xiao Zangzang, Little Mastiff, and, well, Little Dog!

At seven months old, the little guy will occasionally burst out a few words from his mouth, and he is gradually learning to speak.

One day, Huo's mother rushed back happily with the little guy in her arms. Her delicate and noble face could not conceal her pride, "Che'er can talk now!"

After hearing such exciting good news, the entire Huo family gathered together, surrounding the little man, waiting for him to reward him with a few words.

The little guy was sitting on the sofa, playing with his toys, but didn't speak. Huo's mother was so anxious that she kissed her little cheek, "Che'er, be good, just like you did before, talk quickly."

The little ancestor blinked his eyes, and a group of people squatting next to the sofa held their breath, waiting quietly, and even discussing what the little guy would call first.

Some said grandpa, some said grandpa, grandma, mother, uncle, all vying for the first place.

Only Huo Jingcheng disagreed. He was wearing a dark blue shirt. His temperament was elegant and charming. The shirt at the cuffs was slightly rolled up, with a trace of laziness. His charming and slender legs were folded together, and his big hands fell on his knees.

, tapping it lightly every now and then, actually faintly revealing a firmness that is bound to win.

If you ask who the little guy's favorite person is in the whole Huo house, it must be him.

Furthermore, before going to bed every night, he would kiss the little guy's tender cheek, tell him to say daddy, and then say good night.

That was his son, and the first word he learned was of course dad.

Under the attention and ardent expectations of everyone in the family, the Supreme Emperor finally said two words in a sweet voice: "What a fool!"

Suddenly, Huo Zhai's villa was quiet for a while, so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of a pin dropping to the ground.

The movement in Huo Jingcheng's hand also stopped there, a crack appeared on his face with clear and three-dimensional features, and he gently rubbed his forehead with his long fingers.

However, Huo's mother smelled a gloomy aura of approaching storm.

Facts have proved that Huo's mother's guess was indeed correct. From that day on, Huo Jingcheng gave a direct order and was prohibited from entering or leaving mahjong venues.

Mother Huo never expected that what she thought was a happy event would end up killing her mahjong career!

Of course, the consequences of this incident are not the only one. Every night, the little guy must face a teaching.

The man was tall and tall, his strong arms slightly supporting the stroller, and he said every word: "Dad."

The little guy was not very serious. He was kicking hard with his two short legs, blowing bubbles in his mouth and playing with toys in his hands.

Shen Ya knew that he must have felt frustrated today, so she tried hard to suppress the laughter that wanted to overflow, and said, "You are a bit too serious. He is still too young. When he grows up to a certain age, he will naturally start to scream."

Hearing this, Huo Jingcheng raised his thin lips and smiled, as warm as the spring breeze in March, and continued, "Dad..."

Shen Ya; "..."

Living up to Huo Jingcheng's expectations, under such increasing influence, the first name the little guy learned was daddy, but he couldn't pronounce the words clearly, so he called daddy Papa.

Although the man looked unhappy, nothing could stop the warmth between his brows.

Huo Jingcheng sat on the sofa, and Shen Ya held the little guy in her arms and taught him how to speak: "Moon!"

The little guy had already learned to walk, but he didn't sit properly at all. He kept wiggling his buttocks. He got a little annoyed and said, "Coward!"

Shen Ya continued patiently; "Cough."

"Stinky!"

"dog!"

"fight!"

Shen Ya couldn't help but laugh a little. Listening to him talk was really one of the joys of life.

Huo Jingcheng also chuckled. He had never known that raising children could be such an interesting and joyful process.

Pajamas.

Shen Ya went shopping with Ye Ziqing and Chen Yuanyuan. The two of them kept stopping at the sexy place. She was not very interested and was impatient to wait, so she kept urging her.

Chen Yuanyuan pulled her and asked her to buy one too.

When she saw the fire-breathing shape, she shook her head hurriedly. Ye Ziqing said, the fun between husband and wife is also very important. They have to live together for such a long time, and occasional fun and freshness are necessary. Buy it.

!

Finally, with the encouragement and education of the two of them, she bought a set of sexy pajamas, made of red gauze.

That night, she was reading a magazine, which was talking about sexual topics. A woman's inadvertent actions can inspire a man's blazing fire. Even if he is shy, he should boldly try it once. There may be unexpected results.

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After hesitating for a long time, Shen Ya went to the bathroom and put on her pajamas half-tangled and half-shy.

After she put it on, she almost screamed. It turned out to be a thong, and her white thighs were completely exposed. After giving birth to the child, her bust was even more impressive, and it looked like it was about to burst.

, she just felt extremely awkward.

While she was still hesitating, the bathroom door was pushed open and Huo Jingcheng walked in. Her cheeks turned red and she was so panicked that she didn't know where to hide.

However, it was obviously too late. The man's slender body suddenly stood on the spot without making a sound, and his eyes full of fiery flames wandered around her body wantonly.

A burst of heat rose up from the soles of her feet. Shen Ya suddenly felt that her whole body was heating up, and her cheeks felt more like being cooked. Finally, she couldn't bear it and said, "Don't look!"

How could Huo Jingcheng hear her words at this moment? The place between his legs immediately gave the signal that he was hard.

His fiery, wild, sparkling eyes were fixed on her, and with every inch he moved down, his sexy Adam's apple would roll up and down.

Shen Ya really couldn't stand it anymore. She almost didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and ran out of the room. The man hooked his arm around her slender waist and directly hugged her to sit on the bathing table. She felt so cold.

Make her scream.

He leaned forward and took the opportunity to hold her lips in his mouth, stirring and sweeping his long tongue in his mouth. His big, bony hands grabbed the string on the thong, pulling and rubbing her there.

She was about to be driven crazy, her buttocks kept twisting, it was too sensitive, and he deliberately pulled it like that, doubling the feeling.

The passionate man and woman no longer had any scruples, and embraced each other passionately. Huo Jingcheng pushed up his breasts, and directly covered Bai Xi's roundness with his right hand, kneading it into various shapes wantonly, and finally, his long and fiery tongue gently

With a gentle swipe, Shen Ya trembled like an electric current running through her body. She felt hot and weak. She was in a state of confusion and infatuation and took off his shirt. She unbuttoned his shirt passionately while stroking her hair.

At the critical juncture of the last step, Huo Jingcheng saw Hong. He breathed heavily and kissed her, "Has your period passed?"

After saying this, Shen Ya looked at the blood-stained body under her body and panted, "Just got here."

The man felt that all the electricity in his body was discharged. He pressed against her forehead and nibbled on her small nose. "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Really not! Please help me bring the sanitary napkin in quickly." Shen Ya pushed his shoulders, and she tore open a few buttons on the white shirt, making it loose and sexy.

Extreme.

Dissatisfied with his desires, he had no choice but to give up and get her a sanitary napkin. In the end, Shen Ya helped him solve it with her hands.

The second time wearing sexy* was at the most important moment, but the little guy got sick, so he had no choice but to interrupt!

Waiting for the third time, the company called. There was a problem with a very important contract and it had to be dealt with immediately. Huo Jingcheng let out a long sigh, put on his shirt, stared at her, and said, "Liu Bei looked at the thatched cottage three times but Zhuge Liang couldn't help it."

, I looked at sexy* but couldn’t reach orgasm. The road to sexy* is long and long..."

Shen Ya felt that he completely insulted the poem.

"Three times is enough. There will never be a fourth time. Otherwise, if you continue like this, you will only have premature ejaculation..." He rubbed his slightly sore eyebrows and used a gentle and elegant tone. Idioms can also be used for that kind of thing.

Use it freely; "Next time I will definitely go straight to Huanglong, even if something big comes crashing down!"

By the fourth time, he really went straight to Huanglong and worked all night, in various places and in various ways. Shen Ya's back hurt for two days and it still didn't straighten up.

Learning children's songs.

Shen Ya downloaded many children's songs on the computer for the little guy, such as "Mom Listen to Me", "Hug Me If You Love Me", "Two Tigers", and "Catch the Loach".

She planned to teach Yun Che to sing these songs, but Yun Che had little interest and was always unhappy. Finally, he said, "Mom, I don't like to listen to this type of music."

"Then what kind of music do you like to listen to?"

Huo Yunche, who is more than two years old, has already opened his eyebrows and is so beautiful that you can't help but want to take him away. He said in a milky voice, "Mom, I will sing to you, listen carefully, haha ​​eh yo oh oh ha eh yo oh oh,

Hey oh oh oh, let’s go, wow oh oh!”

Shen Ya felt dizzy after hearing this, and saw his little mouth open, like a little wolf, hooting and hooting non-stop; "What the hell are you doing?"
To be continued...