The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband! Chapter 80: 80: Tingdong, do you want me to be well?

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Tingdong, do you want to be well?

Han suddenly reached out his hand as if bewitched, grabbing towards the chicken wings in the pot.

Momo imdiately slapped his hand away, “Dummy! It’s hot!”

Only then did Han co to his senses, retracting his hand. He knew it was hot, but the aroma had simply led him astray, as if possessed by a demon.

Lin Qi wanted to laugh, but couldn’t. She just slightly strained to curl her lips, “Han, don’t rush. When they’re ready, I’ll serve you the first chicken wing, okay?”

All children are greedy for tasty food, it’s instinctive.

Momo, extrely sensitive, noticed Lin Qi’s low spirits, “Mommy, are you feeling upset?”

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Lin Qi froze, then imdiately smiled, attempting to hide the loneliness in her eyes, “No, Mommy is not feeling upset.”

Momo looked at the stiffness in her facial muscles, but said no more.

Half an hour later.

The chicken wings were done.

This was the last dish.

Han sat eagerly by the dining table, constantly watching the entrance, as if waiting for Huo Tingdong.

The nanny ca over and asked, “Miss Lin, Mr. Huo called to say he won’t be coming back for dinner tonight, you should eat and not wait for him.”

“Oh.” Lin Qi seed to have anticipated this and wasn’t surprised, rely telling Han and Momo, “Han, Momo, let’s eat.”

Han looked down sowhat disappointingly.

In front of him was a plate of delicious chicken wings. He had wanted Daddy to try them too.

Unexpectedly, Huo Tingdong wasn’t coming back.

Momo was also a bit disappointed, “Is he that busy?”

Lin Qi placed a chicken wing in Han’s bowl and smiled, “Let’s eat, don’t worry about him.”

Upon seeing the fragrant chicken wings in his bowl, Han’s eyes glazed over, impatiently lifting his fork, forgetting whether Huo Tingdong was coming back for dinner or not, quickly pushing it to the back of his mind.

He still wasn’t adept at using chopsticks, so with a fork, he picked up a chicken wing, pursed his lips and blew on it for a long while until it felt less hot before taking a bite.

The chicken wing was perfectly marinated, the skin crispy and the at tender. One bite from Han, and the juicy deliciousness of the wing seed to lt in his mouth; the delicious broth had already infiltrated the at, perfect control of the cooking ti, the aroma rich and enthralling.

After one bite, Han joyfully nodded his head and wobbled it around!

Momo asked, “Does it taste good?”

Han nodded vigorously!

Momo said, “If it’s good, eat more!”

Lin Qi said, “Momo, you make so many delicious foods every day, are you trying to turn Han into a chubby little pig?” She noticed that these past few days, Han seed to have gained a bit of weight, or perhaps the baby fat on his face hadn’t faded yet, making his face appear even more adorably plump.

Momo joked, “Let’s fatten him up a bit more, and then we can butcher him at the end of the year.”

His gaze toward Han carried an imperceptible tenderness and indulgence.

Lin Qi was nearly amused by Han’s way of eating.

Han ate with his little mouth glossy and shiny, and his eyes shone brightly because he was eating delicious food.

Lin Qi also tasted it, “Your cooking has improved even more.”

Momo said, “Mommy hasn’t had my chicken wings for a long ti. This ti, I first roasted the wings in the oven; the skin is crispy, but the at is tender.”

These chicken wings are so perfect with rice!

Lin Qi and Han buried their heads and dug in.

A sense of achievent filled Momo’s heart!

Perhaps, this is the joy of cooking!

Watching his beloved family eat the al he cooked, seeing their happy smiles because of the food, he felt warmth in his heart.

Family…

Without realizing it, he had co to see Han as one of his most important family mbers.

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Mingchen First-class.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped downstairs.

The driver opened the rear door.

Song Shuyan got out of the car, turned towards the door, hesitating to speak, “Tingdong…aren’t you coming up with ?”

Huo Tingdong frowned slightly, then suddenly got out of the car. The evening breeze ssed up his hair, covering his eyes and brows, but it did not diminish his handsoness; instead, it made him even more irresistibly attractive.

“I’ll walk you upstairs.”

He accompanied Song Shuyan to the door, she opened it, stepped into the entryway, and said to Huo Tingdong, “It’s still early, would you like to co in and sit for a while?”

Today, Huo Tingdong had unusually dined with her.

Since he was willing to walk her upstairs, Song Shuyan naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to be alone with him.

“It’s already very late,” Huo Tingdong said. “I need to get back early, to spend ti with Han.”

Song Shuyan said, “Beyond work, you spend almost all your energy on Han, I sotis also wish you’d spend more ti with .”

Huo Tingdong hesitated for a mont, then entered.

He walked into the living room, and Song Shuyan followed closely behind, pressing a button to draw the curtains.

The living room was lit by a floor lamp.

In the dim light, she suddenly reached out to help him take off his suit jacket.

Huo Tingdong sensitively grabbed her hand, looking at her with confusion.

Song Shuyan’s hand trembled.

She could sense the man intentionally distancing himself; she knew this was not sothing she should initiate.

He was a man, a perfectly normal man, a man in the pri of life. No matter how gentlemanly or ascetic, all n have an inherent nature.

Could it be that, all these years, he has had no physical needs?

If using her body could tie down his heart, she wouldn’t hesitate to abandon her reputation.

If the man is not proactive enough, as a woman, she should also let go of her pride…

Song Shuyan said, “Tingdong, all these years, I’ve preserved my chastity for you, but for you, I have long been ready to give my all to you.”

She looked up at his flawlessly handso face, weighed her words again, and finally mustered the courage, “You seem to have beco colder towards recently.”

“Have I?”

His avoidance and indifference only highlighted her embarrassnt and presumptuous feelings.

But she had no retreat.

Song Shuyan pressed forward, “Tingdong, why have you never touched ?”

Huo Tingdong slightly turned aside, shifting his gaze from her face.

Song Shuyan’s embarrassnt visibly intensified, “Is it that I don’t attract you? Or is it that I’m not proactive enough…”

If he was passive, she was willing to be more proactive.

Suddenly, Song Shuyan began to undress.

Huo Tingdong’s pupils constricted, his handso eyes betraying a hint of doubt, “What are you doing?”

Song Shuyan’s face was shy as her hands gently unbuttoned her dress, slowly approaching him, “Tingdong, do you want , please?”

She gently slid off her light outer garnt, her straps sliding off her shoulders, revealing her smooth, white body, half-concealed by her clothes.

Song Shuyan walked up to him, cupped his handso face, slowly stood on her tiptoes, and her soft red lips moved towards his thin lips.

“Tonight, I want to beco your real woman…”

Song Shuyan used the softest tone, trying to thaw his heart, as cold as ice.

She didn’t believe, with her doing so much, that he could remain unmoved towards her.

Unless, he is not a normal man!