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

Chapter 939 Your man’s seal is the imperial edict

Huo Yan moved his position and lay on the bed. His daughter kicked her calves twice, and then pulled left and right with her soft and chubby little hands.

Huo Yan started filming again. Little kid, do you think your hands are more fun?

Is she curious about her fingers?

She turned over the little girl to make her daughter laugh, and Little Seventeen immediately grinned and giggled. Huo Yan held back her laughter and filmed every move of her daughter.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng came out of the shower quickly, he saw Huo Yan playing alone and not interacting with his daughter, and he looked unhappy.

"Yan'er, can you please talk to our daughter? Look how lonely she is playing alone."

Zhuang Zhoucheng couldn't help but mention it, but he felt that the child's mother was irresponsible.

Huo Yan turned around and glanced at him indifferently. Don’t make fun of me. You are just a little kid. Do you know what loneliness is?

"Oh."

She responded reluctantly to show that she had listened to what the other person said.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held his daughter in his arms and pushed Huo Yan.

"You crawled into bed without even changing your clothes?"

Huo Yan threw her phone on the bed and went into the bathroom. When she came out, she climbed onto the bed excitedly, her hair still dripping with water. She hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's neck and kissed him on the face, her eyes shining.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, have you taken back the production rights of the beauty camera?" Huo Yan asked with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng shook his head, indicating that since no one reminded him, he had forgotten about it.

"Take it back, I want to talk to the technical staff." Huo Yan said with a smile.

There are cameras with automatic beautification, and cameras with automatic beautification can also be produced.

If this were to be produced, it would be a breakthrough in photography technology.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Zhuang Zhoucheng picked up little Seventeen and placed her on his lap, making his daughter laugh.

Huo Yan sat next to the father and daughter, glanced at his chubby little daughter, and asked:

"What generation is the beauty camera?"

"Sixth generation."

After all, it was his wife's original design, and he had also paid attention to Meiyan's marketing promotion in recent years. Basically, the market was saturated, and there might not be much room for recovery.

However, it belongs to her, and if she wants to take it back, then let her take it back.

Originally, this brand was packed up and thrown to Wuwei to manage, so it should not be difficult to get it back now.

If the market for a product has reached saturation, then the surplus value of this product will not be much.

No businessman would be reluctant to sell a product that does not make money or profit.

"I can buy it back, right?"

Huo Yan was a little worried. As far as she knew, although the series launched later gradually became more popular, they still sold very well.

"Yes, for a man like you, what can't be done?" Zhuang Zhoucheng turned around and smiled.

Huo Yan smiled and hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's arm. "Then I'll wait for you to give me the results. Oh, by the way, I have to go back to New York in a couple of days to attend an awards ceremony."

Even though she won the prize, she still had to make this trip for the prize money.

Zhuang Zhoucheng said nothing, but opened his mouth and took his daughter's chubby little hand into his mouth, sucking it until the little girl laughed out loud.

"You made her so excited late at night, are you going to sleep yet?" Huo Yan muttered.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her and said, "Smile before going to bed. This way you won't have nightmares when you fall asleep, and you'll be in a good mood when you wake up."

I feel like she doesn't understand and I don't want to explain it to her, which makes me feel unhappy.

Huo Yan laughed, "When will my daughter be able to sleep through the night?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't want to pay attention to her, so Huo Yan pushed him and said, "Stop talking. I might have to go to New York for a few days."

"How many days?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's voice became colder.

"Then it's not possible to go to New York and back in a day, right?" Huo Yan said with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her sideways, "Take the breast milk with you? What will Seventeen drink? Fresh breast milk has been kept in the refrigerator. How long will it stay fresh?"

Huo Yan rolled his eyes in his heart, "Of course I want to bring the baby with me."

It’s a good thing he could have thought of that. How many days of milk can she produce now?

"..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face instantly darkened. "Your daughter is only three months old, and you're taking her out?"

"There are so many one-month-old babies on the streets of New York." Huo Yan retorted.

"I disagree."

Zhuang Zhoucheng simply held his daughter in his arms and prepared to go to bed. There was no room for negotiation on this matter.

Huo Yan sat with his head down, then turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, "Work needs to be done. You took your daughter to work today, so why can't I take my daughter to work?"

"..."

How can it be the same? Zhuang Zhoucheng wanted to say something, but he hesitated and held his daughter in his arms to coax her to sleep.

Huo Yan lay beside Zhuang Zhoucheng, poking him gently again and again. Okay, ignore her and let her sleep.

After coaxing the child to sleep, Zhuang Zhoucheng put her on a small bed next to the bed. From his position, Zhuang Zhoucheng could reach his daughter. After watching his daughter fall asleep, he turned over to take care of Huo Yan.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed up her clothes, and Huo Yan opened her eyes and looked at him. "Ai, that's enough for today."

"It's natural to love your wife." Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned over and bit her face.

All the man's endless energy was put into this... He covered his mouth and yelled, "Be quiet!" but was afraid of waking up the sleeping girl if the noise was too loud.

Zhuang Zhou inherited...

Full of affection...

Zhuang Zhoucheng breathed heavily, ... Only when the husband is diligent, the wife will be more beautiful.

Huo Yan was so exhausted by Zhuang Zhoucheng that she couldn't even breathe.

"Are you done yet? My back hurts!"

"It seems you still have strength. Come again."

Zhuang Zhoucheng came again with enthusiasm.

I'm exhausted. The well-fed woman lies on the bed, panting like a puppy.

Zhuang Zhoucheng took off the condom and threw it into the trash can, then carried his soft and delicate wife into the bathroom. The two of them soaked in the bathtub. Zhuang Zhoucheng washed his wife's body, bit her ear with his lips, and whispered:

"Our daughter is too young. As parents, we should try not to leave her during the time she cannot be away from others, okay?"

"..."

Before Huo Yan could finish her words, she immediately turned around and looked at him, "Can you please stop messing around?"

"If you speak nicely, that thing will still listen to you." Zhuang Zhoucheng said with a hint of meaning.

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and said, "If you mess around again, I'll cut it off for you!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face instantly turned dark, "If I cut it off, won't you become a widow?"

"Don't you still have your hands? These fake things are much better than the real ones now..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng completely blocked Huo Yan's mouth, opened his mouth and bit her ear, breathing hot air and said:

"It seems you've learned a lot. Let's start practicing more vigorously tomorrow."

"Huh? No, no, I'm just kidding. Don't take it seriously..."

Huo Yan's face flushed red.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held the huddled woman in his arms and continued to lobby:

"It's okay to leave the house once in a while, but forget about leaving the country, okay?"