President, please spoil me!

Xing Hao pouted her lips and muttered, "It must be the favorite concubine after all."

The man scoffed, "Which heartless person would find you to be his concubine."

"I'm so beautiful, why can't I be a concubine?"

Huo Sicheng stretched out his hand and patted her face, "Maybe one day they will be wiped out."

"..."

In his heart, she is still a vicious character.

Xing Hua hung up his suit and followed him into the restaurant.

After she was seated, while serving herself soup, she secretly glanced at him, tossing and turning in her mind about what Shen Huainan had said to her when he sent her back.

In the afternoon, she hugged her notebook and thought about it for a long time, and even made a phone call to ask Xing Shen about her thoughts, but in the end she felt——

Nothing seems to work.

When did they know each other, did they know each other earlier than many people know, what's the use?

What she couldn't do before amnesia, could she do it after amnesia?

In the end, she drank the soup silently and gave up.

…………

After dinner, in view of her sore waist and weak legs, she decided to be lazy and not go for a walk. Before returning to the master bedroom, she held the hot drink prepared by Tong Mama for her and rubbed it in front of the man who was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window after making the phone call. Next to him, she softly called out, "Husband."

Huo Sicheng glanced down at her.

Xing Hao raised her face, the hot drink in her hand was misty, blinked her eyes and asked, "I remembered something, you said you like Shuqing, but it seems that you have never been together formally, as for Miss Song, is she Ome, who has known you for more than 20 years, but it seems that you have... never been together?"

"What do you want to say."

"Before me... who was the woman who had a cohabitation relationship with you?"

"What are you asking about?"

"I want to know... who owns the study upstairs that belonged to your ex-girlfriend."

"..."

He looked indifferent, "Do you want to know about my love history?"

She rubbed her cheeks with the cup, as if to keep warm, "If the study is mine, can you return it to me?"

"..."

Huo Sicheng didn't answer, but with a movement of his eyes, he took the hot drink in her hand, first lowered his head and took a sip, probably to test the temperature, but he tasted so sweet that his brows furrowed.

"I'm tired of you, go and bring me a glass of water." He calmly ordered in a soft voice.

Xing Hua, "..."

She looked up into his eyes, and somehow said something like this, "I just drank water."

His eyes darkened, and after looking at each other silently for a few seconds, he suddenly smiled, "Then you come."

That voice carried a faintly seductive taste.

Her heart skipped a beat, his handsome silhouette was reflected in her eyes, without much hesitation, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.

Cool and soft.

After licking it lightly, she tentatively put the tip of her tongue in.

He didn't move or kiss her back.

The hand that didn't hold the hot drink grabbed the man's clothes, and imitated his previous steps of kissing her deeply, gradually deepening the kiss unilaterally.

Although she was bold, she was still shy, her cheeks were hot, and soon she wanted to quit at a loss. It was over, but before she could take any action, the back of her head was slapped Hand clasped, began a deeper lingering.

Huo Sicheng pinched her waist with the other hand and pulled her back against the glass. He lowered his head and finally turned his back on the guest.

Xing Hua raised her head to bear his invasion and plunder, and the most clear and tense string in her mind was——

Hold the cup firmly, otherwise it will be ugly if it spills on him or your own hands.

"Mrs……"

Tong Ma's voice suddenly rang out and then stopped abruptly, so frightened that the cup in Xing Wei's hand finally shook and splashed on the back of her hand, her eyes suddenly widened, thinking that someone saw them... the blood on her face spread When it reaches the ear, the heartbeat seems to jump out of the throat.

The kiss is finally over.

Xing Hua gasped lightly, and buried her face in the man's shoulder.

He looked down at her ears that were so red that they could bleed, and said amusedly, "I was standing here, and you were the one who came over and kissed me, why are you blushing."

She said sullenly, "Is Tong Mama gone?"

He sneered lazily, "I didn't leave, I'm waiting to see the scene of the erotic palace."

"..."

"husband."

"So what."

"My leg hurts. You can carry me up. It's very uncomfortable when going up the stairs."

Huo Sicheng looked down at her thick skin, "If I hadn't come back, wouldn't it hurt?"

"I kissed for so long just now that my legs became weak."

"..."

Huo Sicheng looked at her with a serious expression on his face, as if the seriousness of the matter was serious, without any shame, he couldn't help laughing, "Is your face replaced by cowhide?"

"It really hurts. You see, my daily walk has been temporarily canceled."

"..."

Although it was a bit exaggerated and coquettish, it was not a lie. He wanted her too hard last night, so he knew it in his heart.

He didn't say anything more at the moment, and hugged her up by the waist.

When Huo Sicheng carried her up the stairs, Xing Hua lay on his shoulders, the cold light fell on the man's handsome chin, expressionless, but with an indescribable warmth.

A shallow sigh overflowed from the bottom of her heart. If the relationship between them... Or, if she hadn't done those things she shouldn't have done, wouldn't it be fine now?

Huo Sicheng carried her into the bedroom before putting her down. When he withdrew his hand, he put it in the pocket of his trousers, and asked casually, "Will you wash your hair today?"

She was taken aback for a moment, and although she didn't understand why, she nodded, "Let's wash it."

"Well, then you go wash first."

what?

She blinked and told her to take a shower?He usually doesn't seem to care about these things, no, normal couples don't care, right?What's more, it's still early, and it's far from time for her to take a bath.

Or... what is he thinking?

"husband."

Huo Sicheng glanced at her face and knew what she was thinking, "Huh?"

She wrung her hands, blushing and said eagerly, "Last night...you made too much, tonight I...I don't think I can do it, you...be patient for a few days."

The man hooked his lips and smiled, "Although I say that I am full of warmth and lust, but Xing Xiaoyu, you can think of it here after you take a bath, isn't it a bit dirty?"

Xing Hua, "..."

With a smile on his lips, he lazily left the master bedroom.

Outside the door, the corridor was quiet and deep.

Huo Sicheng's slender figure stood there for a while, letting the lights stretch his figure longer.

After a while, he walked in one direction, holding the doorknob in his hand, and pushed the door open.

In the study room without lights, there is a smell of books and even ink mixed with the taste of coldness and loneliness, rushing towards the face together with the darkness.