President, please spoil me!

She frowned, looked up at him, and didn't speak.

It was the man who spoke out first, and said hoarsely, "What are you doing in the living room?"

Xing Hua picked up the book in her hand and raised it.

"Why don't you read it in the study?"

"I feel comfortable sitting on the sofa, so I'll just stay on the sofa." She answered casually, blinking her eyes.

Huo Sicheng looked at her with low eyes, didn't speak or move.

The sound of the wind outside the house suddenly became clear.

Xing Hao frowned even tighter, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the man's clothes to pull him closer, and sniffed him with fine nostrils, "I said you... how many packs of cigarettes did you smoke tonight? Such a big smell?"

Huo Sicheng smoked, but he wasn't violent, it was the effect of soaking in the smoke for several hours.

His Adam's apple rolled, his voice was still hoarse, "Well, I'm upset, I took a few more."

"what's wrong?"

He still looked at her without answering, but his brows and eyes were tired visible to the naked eye.

Xing Hao was keenly aware of this strange emotion, "Is... what did Professor Miller tell you?" She opened her eyes slightly, and asked speculatively, "My memory... can't be recovered?"

Did she let him down so much that she couldn't recover her memory?

It's a pity that she no longer remembers their past, or is it a pity that she can't dump her for the time being?

He said hoarsely, "Get up and let me hug you for a while."

Xing Hua was startled, then got up quickly, and obediently threw herself into the man's arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Usually when she hugs him, he either has an attitude of pampering her to "do nonsense", or puts his hands on her waist casually as a reward. Today, for some reason, he pressed her into his arms with one hand, and his arms strangled her. Holding her waist, it almost hurt her.

She endured it, raised her head and sniffed his shoulders and neck, and muttered, "Did you smoke this effect alone, or did you smoke with a group of people in a small dark room? It's a bit pungent, hold it for a while Just go take a shower."

"Ah."

She said softly, "What's the matter with you? If it's not a trouble at work, tell me about it. There are multiple perspectives and multiple ways out."

Xing Hua thought to herself, could it be that she was planning to dump her, and was reluctant to part with her, so she was reluctantly parting with her?

She sighed, "If you can't live with me anymore, you can have a chat."

He whispered lightly, "I don't know what to do with you."

"If you want to be happy with me, you can continue to be with me. If you are happier not being with me, then we can only separate."

"If everyone is unhappy." He asked.

"Well...then let's be together, at least I'm happy."

"..."

Huo Sicheng closed his eyes, "Go take a shower."

"Oh," she glanced at him again, "have you had dinner yet?"

"Ate."

"Why do I think you haven't eaten?"

"no appetite."

"..." So did you really not eat?

Xing Hua's vague uneasiness gradually intensified, her fingers gripped his sleeve, "What's wrong with you...why are you so depressed as if I have some terminal illness."

Huo Sicheng's face did not fluctuate, but his pupils suddenly constricted.

Xing Hua keenly captured this subtle change.

Her face was dazed, her fingers loosened a little, and she was very confused, "Is there really something wrong with me? But I don't feel any discomfort."

He unconsciously raised his hand to stroke her hair, "I once heard Hua Xuxu say that the hair that has been curled should pay more attention to daily maintenance. You seldom go out, and you usually wash and blow your hair when you wash it." Blow, it will become more and more ugly as time goes by."

After a short pause, the man continued, "You should cut your hair short and dye it black again."

Her eyes widened, "Why?"

"Didn't you tell me the reason?"

"Your reason is absurd, so absurd that you haven't told me directly that you like short black hair to be convincing."

Huo Sicheng really nodded, "Well, I prefer short black hair, so you have always had short black hair all these years... Aren't you trying to please me?"

"You like... short black hair?"

She didn't doubt the authenticity of this statement at the first moment, after all, as far as she knew, she had always had black and short hair, and if it was because of him... it would be completely reasonable, but Xing'er said that she has had it since she was a child.

The man's eyes are deep, but there are no waves, "It suits you."

"That's not what you said when I asked you earlier."

"I don't want to tell women how to dress... But as time goes on, I still think the old one is better." His tone was even and steady, except for a little hoarseness, he couldn't hear anything else.

Xing Hua stared at him for a while, smiled, and said in a low voice, "You should know, this reason sounds very flimsy."

"Then do you cut it, choose between hair and staying with me."

"If it's really just hair, I don't care that much."

"Since you don't care so much, let's cut it. Your skin is fair, and your black hair complements your temperament."

In fact, her skin is as fair as hers, and she can hold most of the hair colors except for some unorthodox hair colors. Now the honey brown color is very beautiful, and it looks younger... not only the appearance, but also the voice and smile look much younger .

Xing Hua slowly withdrew from his embrace, staring at him motionlessly.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet.

Huo Sicheng didn't keep looking at her, and quickly looked away, "I'm going to take a shower."

After all, he walked straight past her.

…………

Xing Hua asked Mama Tong to order the kitchen to make some supper, then brought it into the bedroom by herself and put it on the table.

As soon as Huo Sicheng came out, he saw the midnight snack that was still steaming slightly.

Xing Hao looked at him and said, "Eat whatever you want, it's not good for your stomach if you don't eat."

He didn't speak, just walked over silently.

The temperature outside is already very low, but there is heating in the room. Xing Wei is wearing a soft and loose home sweater, with the sleeves pushed up, revealing her white and thin wrists, which are tied with rose gold chains.

Huo Sicheng sat down and picked up the spoon, glanced over, "Chain, take it off, don't wear it again."

Xing Hua looked down at her bracelet.

This chain was picked randomly in her jewelry box, and it was there before she lost her memory.

"Why? Because you don't like me wearing bracelets? Or have I never worn bracelets before?"

"You don't like jewelry. You don't like to wear watches except occasionally. I haven't bought these things for you... Your bracelet is probably given to you by Yu Xibai or other suitors."

Xing Hua bit her lip.

And the man has already bowed his head and started eating.

She is not stupid, if it is really because this bracelet was given by other men, then he will probably say that you want to wear it and I will buy you other ones, or that I gave you money and you can buy what you like .

"Is this also the choice to make with you?"

"Just take it as a matter of pleasing me. It shouldn't be a big deal to you."

Xing Hua watched him eat.

His movements are a little graceful, and his speed is slower than usual when eating. It can be seen that his appetite is not good, or he is not in the mood to eat.

"I can cut my hair and dye it black, and I don't need to wear the bracelet anymore," Xing Hua, who had been staring at him with frowning eyebrows, pursed his lips when he had eaten for nearly 15 minutes and said, "But I There is also a condition."

He looked up at her, "Are you talking about a deal with me?"

"It's been almost half a month since the night of Shu Qing's birthday..." She can be thick-skinned, although logically she thinks that eating, sleeping and sex are just common things in life, there is no need to hide them Tucked away, but the words still hesitated a few times before he could speak, especially under the gaze of the man, his cheeks were still slowly turning red.

"Are you courting?"

The blush spread all the way to the back of the ears. It is more embarrassing to teach others to say this kind of thing than to say it yourself.

But her psychological quality has always been stronger than the average, and she simply opened up, "It's been more than a week after the calculation...Didn't it be said before that it should be no less than once a week?"

"Or...we've entered the stage where we don't have sex?"

Suo Huan, who is so direct and even takes it for granted, regards making love as an obligation—or as a woman, she feels that a man has the obligation to satisfy her physical needs, and she is the only woman in her 20s who can speak this way.

but……

It is one of the few acting styles that have been carried over from the past.

"Okay." The dumb word fell abruptly.

On the contrary, Xing Hua was stunned.

He hasn't touched her since what happened in Zhou's villa... For some reason, she subconsciously felt that he didn't want to do what the husband and wife did with her right now.

Huo Sicheng picked up the water next to him and took a few sips, "Aren't you afraid that if I fuck you tonight, I'll dump you tomorrow?"

"What are you afraid of, you won't lose weight, you are still my husband tonight," she shrugged slightly, "this kind of thing is not for men, but if it doesn't make you happy, it might really be..."

"..."

"When did you not feel good?"

"You are a little too fierce, and the hardships I have suffered several times are not worth the joy I get."

"..."

And... She was a little worried. He has been imprisoned for more than half a month. Based on past experience, she probably has to suffer again.

but it does not matter.

Huo Sicheng carried her directly onto the bed, and then pressed her under him.

During this period, there was no conversation, not even eye contact, but random and heavy kisses, which fell densely on her neck.

He kissed fiercely, as if impatient.

But Xing Hua didn't feel that way.

At first she didn't understand, until he kissed and gnawed on her skin for a while, she suddenly felt a strange feeling——

It seemed that without the shallow pain caused by the heavy and urgent sucking and biting, she might not feel that he really wanted to kiss her.

Just like ambiguity is a wonderful thing.

Sometimes when the four eyes meet, they can collide with dazzling sparks.

Sometimes even the most intense love... can only reveal a cold dullness.