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

Tang Suiwan also thought about it, to prevent Jian Feng from feeling emotional and falling into grief when he was alone in the room, he wanted to disturb Jian Feng more and distract Jian Feng's attention.

Since Jian Feng mentioned this, she simply slept at Jian's house, and except for the occasional school time, she basically stayed with Jian Feng, eating and drinking tea, walking and chatting, and painting in the studio.

Visible to the naked eye, Jian Feng's spirit has indeed recovered a lot, and he finally divided his mind a little.

Tang Suiwan was adjusting the color of the paint when Jian Wanyan stepped into the doorway.

It was sunny after the rain, and today the sun was extremely strong. The man was only wearing a casual round-neck sweater, and his hair was fluffy and casual on his forehead. It hadn't been trimmed for a while, so he brushed his rimless glasses.

"Uncle, are you looking for me?"

As soon as he came back from outside, he came directly to the courtyard when he saw the news about Jian Feng.

Tang Suiwan, who was also looking curiously at the back of the drawing board, blinked, showing a somewhat lively and warm demeanor.

Jian Feng pointed to the opposite side of her, "Sit down."

"You've always wanted a divorce, haven't you?"

The smile on Jian Wanyan's face faded, and after a little silence, he didn't deny it, "Yes, we are not the same way."

"Ruan Wu's mother met me last time and had a brief conversation."

Jian Feng recalled the helplessness and pain on that well-dressed woman's face, and sighed.

Ruan Wu's mother always thought that it was because she resolutely divorced, raised Ruan Wu with a sensitive personality as a single parent, and put too much energy on work when she was growing up. Became a stubborn and indifferent temper.

Until Wen Nan'an was sent to the police station, she rushed there and listened to those creepy words.

"Ruan Wu is different from Wen Nan'an. She still has the weight of her mother in her heart." Jian Feng poured a cup of tea and handed it to Jian Wanyan. "Her mother promised me that she would persuade Ruan Wu to go home."

Jian Wanyan's eyelashes drooped, half covering her eyes.

It took a while to move, and picked up the cup of tea.

"I don't hold out hope right now."

"But... do hope so."

……

In the middle of the night, all the lights in Jian's house were turned off and she fell asleep.

Tang Suiwan was falling asleep when she suddenly felt that the quilt was being pulled away, and someone went onto the bed lightly.

Even though she tried her best to calm down the movement, she didn't sleep well, so she opened her eyes slightly and yawned softly.

"Wake you up?"

Huo Shichuan's voice was low and hoarse, and in the quiet and late night, it was more like speaking with breath.

Lingering around the ear, passing the soft breath.

The loose strands of hair on his forehead were picked up by his fingertips, and Huo Shichuan continued, "It's raining outside, do you hear the sound of rain?"

Tang Suiwan half-closed his eyes to listen, there was indeed the sound of light rain, hitting the eaves, and there was a muffled sound.

What touches under the palm is also warm and flexible texture.

"It's still a big sun during the day."

"It only rained on the road. It rained at night, and there will be no rain tomorrow."

The sound of rain is continuous, and on a warm spring night, they embrace each other on the soft bed, seeming to chat casually, without any purpose, and let their thoughts diverge at will.

Especially valuable.

Especially after going through so many things, this little peace and tranquility is even more comfortable.

"I have troubled you recently."

Tang Suiwan didn't feel much sleepiness, and when he looked up at Huo Shichuan, his eyes were half-bent.

Talking about trouble, but with a sweet and sweet demeanor, she was completely acting like a baby.

Huo Shichuan pinched the back of the little girl's neck, and said with a light smile, "I always solve my madam's worries and problems."

……

Indeed, as Huo Shichuan said, when it rained at night, the sun was shining again during the day.

When Tang Suiwan opened his eyes, there was a shining sky light falling from the gap in the curtains, and the ground was covered with broken gold.

Huo Shichuan was still sleeping.

In addition to solving Wen Nan'an's affairs, he is also busy with the Huo family's affairs recently.

Huo Shichuan never kept it from Tang Suiwan, and she probably knew something about it. It was gradually pulled out from Wen Yiliu.

The piles of piles can be pushed onto Wen Yiliu's head as many as possible, and they can also be used to attack Huo Cheng.

The rain fell quickly last night, and Huo Shichuan was too lazy to ask the driver to hold an umbrella, so he walked back to the hut through the thin rain and mist. He was afraid that the noise would wake up Tang Suiwan, so he just took a shower without changing his pajamas, and went straight to bed.

At this time, when Tang Suiwan moved, she rubbed against the warm texture of the thin quilt, and the palm on her waist inertially swept forward, getting closer and closer.

The morning light was dim in the room, and Tang Suiwan was lying on Huo Shichuan's chest, but noticed something strange again.

Is Huo Shichuan's chest a little red...?

Just about to stand up to see clearly, Huo Shichuan put his arms around her and turned to lie flat with the palm of his waist lightly pressed.

Lazily raised one leg and propped it on the bed.

It also happened to separate Tang Suiwan's legs from it, so that the little girl could only lie on his body without any effort.

Eyes half-closed lazily, with a contemptuous smile, "Sneaking at your husband early in the morning?"

Tang Suiwan snorted, and after staying with Huo Shichuan for a long time, she gradually became accustomed to those obscenities, "Why, why don't you show it?"

The tone is charming and aggressive.

It seemed that she was the village owner who stole Mrs. Yazhai to make fun of, but Huo Mrs. Yazhai Shi Chuan could only be aggrieved and responded, "Don't dare, just look at it casually."

His fingertips hooked Tang Suiwan's hand, as if for ulterior motives, "Look anywhere you want."

Tang Suiwan wanted to get up, but he pressed down on his neck again.

The loose cool hair slipped down smoothly, entangled between the two of them.

Lying with their necks crossed, their bodies pressed against each other, before Tang Suiwan could react, Huo Shichuan hummed deliberately.

"Hold my heavy baby."

Slightly dumb with a smile, full of jokes.

Tang Suiwan was not polite to him, she turned her head and grabbed the man's face, "Who do you think is more important?"

"I'm heavy, I'm heavy." Huo Shichuan didn't feel guilty at all, his palms slid down, pinched the little girl's soft thighs, and calmly responded, "So, baby is on top and I'm on bottom."

He tilted his head slightly and whispered intimately.

"Speaking of which, we rarely use this posture."

The little girl was delicate, and when she got heavier, she would feel wronged and tearful, moaning and chirping.

Not to mention that those in positions of power have lost their waists and legs, and they often feel tired after just sitting on it for a while.

He did what he said, and followed him to the gym set up at home.

But often without doing a few projects, I just shouted tired and sat on the yoga ball with peace of mind.

His eyes were blinking vigorously, and he only glanced at him, and from time to time, he used the excuse of supervising his exercise, and rubbed his waist and abdomen muscles hard.