President, please spoil me!

Xing Shen pretended to be surprised, "I only know that she couldn't sleep at night because of your old lover who talked to her about her life experience alone, and your husband also ignored her indifferently. Her mentality is no better than that of ordinary people, I was afraid that she would suffer from some kind of mental illness so I took her to see a doctor, it has nothing to do with whether she was depressed or not before she lost her memory."

Huo Sicheng sneered.

Xing Shen, the more sincere and sincere he is, the more unbelievable he is. He is a typical gentle scum, full of black tricks, and can turn black into white with one mouth.

Xing Shen sighed leisurely, turned around, and said with a low smile, "Besides, no matter whether she was depressed before amnesia or not, she can't remember anything after amnesia, and it's not a physiological depression. When I woke up, I was just laughing and joking all day long, and I've only been with you for a long time, and I was depressed by you again."

"Me?" Huo Sicheng sneered even harder, with a layer of deep mockery in his voice, "You don't want to tell me that her depression is caused by me."

Xing Shen didn't answer, just smiled lightly, and said, "Mr. Huo, be nice to her, otherwise it will be really too late on the day when you regret it."

Huo Sicheng squinted his eyes, and there was a cloud of evil in his eyes, and finally said nothing, raised his hand and hung up the phone.

…………

Huo Sicheng smoked a few cigarettes in the study room, and flipped through the sketchbook over and over again until it was past eleven o'clock and almost twelve o'clock. After extinguishing the last cigarette butt, he closed the sketchbook and opened the desk. The drawer and the medicine bottle were put in together, then the suitcase was closed and stood in the corner.

Then, he returned to the master bedroom.

Maybe even he himself didn't realize that this was a direct decision without thinking or consideration.

The wall lamp was still on, and the master bedroom was quiet.

only……

He squinted his eyes and walked to the bed, looking at the "silkworm baby" on the bed with a bit of amused expression.

The woman lying in the middle rolled up a quilt enough for two people to cover her body, only her head was exposed.

"Xing Hua." The bedroom was too quiet, which made the man's voice extraordinarily deep and clean.

Even if the woman closed her eyes tightly, she couldn't stop the soreness in her nose after hearing his voice. She closed her eyes even tighter, as if this could express her anger and resistance more strongly.

Huo Sicheng had never been a talkative person, so he got on one knee and knelt on one side, grabbed her with his long arm, pulled her under his hand, and turned the quilt upside down, trying to get her out.

"What are you doing—" the woman opened her eyes, clutching the quilt with both hands to prevent him from moving, and glaring at him angrily with misty eyes.

"Sleep, you take up the quilt like this."

"This is my quilt!"

He looked down at her, "Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

"I won't sleep with you anymore."

"If you don't sleep with me, can you sleep by yourself?"

"If I can't sleep, I don't want to sleep with you!" There was rare real anger in her voice.

Huo Sicheng paused, then continued to pull her quilt. Anyway, Xing Hua might not be his opponent even if he tried his best. He unwrapped the spring roll and asked softly, "Are you angry?"

"I don't want to go with you—"

Just halfway through a sentence, Xing Hua clearly saw the man's cold eyes shooting towards her, staring at her for a moment, as if he wanted to pin her in place.

Xing Hao hesitated for a moment, but still finished speaking, "I will be tortured to death by you, I don't want it anymore."

Soon, Xing Hua Chiguo's body was still liberated by the man from the layers of quilts, and he said, "You said you liked me, and you dragged me and refused to let me go."

"I thought you just couldn't help but want to do it, and didn't want to make you sad." She looked at him with a pair of eyes, obviously not cold or aggressive, but still had a penetrating power that hit the bottom of her heart, her voice lowered , the grievance was to the extreme, even the grievance was gone, and he just murmured, "It's fine if you don't care about my body and want to satisfy your animal desire, you don't even like my body, you just hate me, Want to torture me."

Although the medicine was applied, the bruises on her body did not fade at all.

It's horrible, it's really infiltrating.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he made a voice from deep in his throat, "Sorry."

Wrapped in a quilt, Xing Hua whispered, "I'll sleep by myself."

Before Huo Sicheng left the master bedroom and went to the study, he went back to the second bedroom and took a bathrobe and put it on. He didn't say anything more, and directly lifted the quilt forcefully and lay down in it.

Xing Hua resisted to no avail——

She also knew very well that if he wanted to sleep with her intentionally, she would never be able to drive him away.

In the end, she gave up resisting, and lay silently with her back facing him, and slept on the edge of the bed, far away from him.

The wall lamp was quickly turned off by the man, and she also closed her eyes. There was another burst of soreness. There were tears in her eyes, but in the end, not a single drop fell, nor did she make a sound similar to crying.

She was really a little confused and sad.

I thought it would be fine for her to suffer a little bit of grievance as long as she was doing well, but what did he think of her?

Hua Xuxu said that Tang Yan regarded her as a tool to vent her desire, even if it was a tool, there was no need to ruin it so terribly.

She might never guess... what he was thinking.

After tossing and turning, she also began to get tired.

…………

Huo Sicheng looked at her slender back in the dark, and several times wanted to reach out and pull her back into his arms.

After enduring it a few times, he still made a move.

She didn't struggle to resist, and let him wrap her in his arms.

But after... 5 minutes, or 10 minutes?She crawled out of his arms by herself, and lay back to her original corner.

Huo Sicheng said directly, his hoarse voice was slightly dangerous, "Xing Hua."

She ignored it and didn't move.

He circled her back again, encircling her waist with his iron-like strong arms, and asked coldly, "You don't like me anymore?"

this man...

How did he manage to ask her if she didn't like him anymore after tossing her for half her life?

Did he think that she was born obliged to like him, so no matter what he did to her, she had to insist on liking him?

She didn't want to talk anymore, she simply closed her eyes and mouth, without saying a word.

After a long time, Huo Sicheng didn't wait for her answer, he tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, but didn't say anything else.

The night returned to silence.

Imprisoned in his arms, Xing Hua didn't waste any more effort to climb out, but still turned her back to him, and was slowly hypnotized by the quiet darkness to fall asleep.

…………

The next morning, Huo Sicheng opened his eyes and saw the woman's face close at hand.

Fair-skinned, with well-proportioned facial features, she looked extraordinarily gentle and peaceful in this early morning.

Maybe he didn't fully wake up, maybe he had some dream last night, smelling the fragrance of the hair, he suddenly felt a sense of time and space dislocation like a dream. ?