Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

"You're not going to the company today?"

Sitting at the dining table, Tang Suiwan looked at Huo Shichuan who was interested in spreading peanut butter on the toast, and asked tentatively.

Huo Shichuan said in a leisurely tone, "I'll stay with you at home today."

But, she still has a little secret to hide!

Tang Suiwan couldn't help turning his head to look in the direction of the entrance, and then retracted it before Huo Shichuan raised his head.

The incident in Chennai caught all my attention last night. It wasn't until I woke up this morning that Tang Suiwan suddenly remembered what he thought he had forgotten last night.

The box was still in the coat pocket by the entrance.

Taking the slice of toast handed over by Huo Shichuan, Tang Suiwan took a bite absent-mindedly.

He continued to ask without giving up, "Then when will you go to the gym?"

The jam knife was placed gently on the edge of the china plate.

Huo Shichuan raised his eyelids, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Wanwan, you care so much about me today?"

Tang Sui Wan felt a little guilty, "No, I have always cared about you."

In order to confirm what she said, the little girl smiled sweetly, and handed the half-bitten toast to Huo Shichuan's mouth.

"Brother Shichuan, I'll give you breakfast."

The beautiful peach blossom eyes are blinking, and the red mole is flattering and stretching.

Huo Shichuan was not polite either, and took a bite of the place where Tang Suiwan ate.

Thin lips were stained with a bit of sticky peanut butter that was squeezed out.

Before Tang Suiwan could remind him, the man lowered his eyes lazily, poked out the tip of his bright red tongue, and slowly licked the bit of peanut butter.

Huo Shichuan didn't look at her.

The whole body was careless, as if it was unintentional.

But it made this action look extraordinarily sexual.

"Afternoon, do you have any plans for the evening?"

Tang Suiwan hurriedly thought about an excuse, "That's right, I want to invite you to watch a movie together. Our teacher recommended a literary movie about oil painting."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually lit up.

She felt that watching a movie was a good way, and she could use an excuse to go to the bathroom to sneak out for a while.

The tone gradually became firmer.

"Yes, just to watch a movie. Can I wait until after breakfast?"

Huo Shichuan nodded lightly, and there was a deep smile in his eyes that Tang Suiwan couldn't understand.

The loose and protracted coda is full of meaning.

"So that's the case, then I must appreciate it—"

……

The big screen in the audio-visual room was turned on, and Tang Suiwan searched the Internet for the movie recommended by the teacher.

Before clicking play, Tang Suiwan accidentally scanned the movie review area next to him.

[Advice from blood and tears, don't watch it with your parents!It is recommended to watch it by yourself! ! ! 】

……what?

The teacher clearly said that this is a movie in which the protagonist finds his own oil painting style through the world.

Tang Suiwan glanced too hastily, and didn't pay attention, thinking that there were some educational ideas in it that were not suitable for parents to see.

With a flick of your fingertips, the screen jumps to the beginning of the movie.

This is a very youthful and beautiful movie. The protagonist is a teenager who taught himself oil painting. After being thrown away by his family with his drawing board and paints, he meets his neighbor who lives next door in the pouring rain.

A high school art teacher.

The gentle and beautiful big sister held an umbrella to shield the protagonist from the icy heavy rain above her head. She has full red lips that open and close gently, and she speaks softly.

The style is very fresh, a typical Japanese movie, but Tang Suiwan often gets distracted after watching it.

She glanced at Huo Shichuan who was sitting beside her from the corner of her eye.

The man leaned back on the back of the chair, as if he was looking at it very seriously.

It should be almost there.

The little girl cheered herself up, and stood up naturally, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She was ready to let Huo Shichuan sit here and watch by himself, regardless of what she said.

Unexpectedly, the man just moved his long legs away, with a slight smile on his face, "Go."

Huh? ? ?

Although a little strange, Tang Suiwan walked out of the audio-visual room quickly, glanced at the closed door, and trotted to the living room.

She opened the door at the entrance, and went directly to the coat hanging on the hanger, touching it lightly.

...what about things?

Tang Suiwan thought she touched the wrong pocket, so she quickly pulled off her coat and switched to another pocket.

nor.

Can it disappear out of thin air?

The little girl was so scared that she hurriedly searched the surrounding ground, but she couldn't find it either.

Could it be that it was stuffed too hastily yesterday and dropped to the ground, and was picked up by the aunt?

Thinking of this possibility, Tang Suiwan felt a little hot on the pinnae, and searched around the hallway but couldn't find it.

Fearing that Huo Shichuan would come out to find someone, he could only hurried back to the audiovisual room.

She returned to her seat according to the original route, she sat down, her soul was still floating outside.

I can't help but think back over and over again, I transferred all the details of the box last night.

His wrist tightened suddenly, and it was Huo Shichuan who raised his hand to hook it.

Tang Suiwan managed to regain consciousness, and felt the man getting closer, and his moist breath spread lightly on the pinnae.

"Did you go out just now to find something?"

Tang Suiwan was taken aback.

"Haven't found it yet, have you?"

He spoke frivolously, and his breath was heavy, as if burning a dark fire.

A little hard paper shell was slowly pushed into Tang Suiwan's palm.

The little girl's eyelashes trembled violently, restraining her shyness, she narrowed her eyes and looked.

"I kindly put it away for Wanwan."

The palm hooked on the wrist slid down and slipped into the slender fingers very logically.

Leading Tang Suiwan's fingertips, he limply tapped on the huge model with a golden shell.

The earlobe was bitten lightly.

The man's voice was lazy and sloppy, full of playfulness.

"model--"

"Small."

"Didn't you touch it yourself?"

"Why don't you remember your husband's size, huh?"