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

Pink long down jacket, the zipper is extremely smooth.

Because of Tang Suiwan's straddling posture just now, the hem was slightly rolled up, imprisoned at the root of the thigh.

It also made the zipper barely slide down to the flexible waist, so it couldn't continue.

But enough.

The palm of his hand slid in logically, pinching the slender waist, the palm of his hand was scorching hot.

The intimacy, tightening with a bit of forbearance, made the little girl shiver slightly.

The lips also slid down, kissed the slender neck, and stayed gently on the white snow.

Finally point down.

……

"Huo Shichuan—"

Tang Suiwan looked in the mirror during the bathroom break, seeing a little rosy traces on the neckline of her nightgown, her ears warmed up.

When the man heard the sound and stood at the door, he pointed to the mirror and muttered softly, "Look for yourself."

Huo Shichuan's eyes sank slightly, and the tip of his tongue slid across his teeth.

It seems to recall the soft touch.

Hearing this, she lightly raised her eyebrows, walked behind the little girl, and rubbed the soft nape of her neck with the tip of her nose.

The tone was a little aggrieved, "It's winter."

And he is very careful, a few sporadic ones are below the collarbone.

Tang Suiwan knew.

She is deliberately making use of the problem.

The little girl wrinkled the tip of her nose and made a final decision, "Anyway, I can't do it. I'm angry, I'm going to school, you are not allowed to follow."

Huo Shichuan was still wondering what was going on when she went to sell her leave to attend classes.

Tang Suiwan vehemently dismissed it, and before getting out of the car, he stretched out his hand with a smile, and squeezed Huo Shichuan's face frivolously.

Peach blossom eyes curved up slyly, "Go and earn money to support your family~"

Leaving Huo Shichuan sitting in the back seat, he couldn't laugh or cry after being teased by the little fox who ran away after teasing him, so he could only hold his forehead and sigh.

However, the corners of the lips evoked wanton arcs, full of pampering and indulgence.

——His squeamish little boy.

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After the acupuncture and moxibustion were over and the eyes were fully recovered, Tang Suiwan took the sales slip and went to Mr. Lin to enter it into the system.

The Chinese New Year is coming at the end of January. According to the curriculum arrangement of the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, the final exams of each college will be arranged in early January.

Teacher Lin quickly canceled the leave in the system, and patiently told him, "The final exam is one month away, and this semester I have to continue to give the teacher a first-year major, otherwise I won't ask you for so long next time." It's fake."

Knowing that Teacher Lin was just joking, Tang Suiwan also rolled his eyes with a smile, and obediently responded.

"Have the paintings for the Star Motion Cup been submitted?" Mr. Lin asked again with concern, "The professors in our department are very concerned about your participation. After knowing that you asked for leave, they specially entrusted me to ask about it."

Tang Suiwan nodded, "I submitted two paintings, and I received a message last night that it has entered the preliminary review."

Teacher Lin was very satisfied, and smiled and patted the little girl's arm, "That's good. The professors said that if you have any questions, you can come to them at any time, and they can give you advice. It's a good thing that you can make a fortune."

The basic skills can be practiced repeatedly, but the innate talent and aura are hard to come by.

After saying a few more words, Mr. Lin still had lessons to come, so Tang Suiwan said goodbye politely.

When he walked out of Mr. Lin's office, a black shadow flickered out of the corner of his eye.

Tang Suiwan took a look, only to see a hurried figure, and in the blink of an eye, that person turned into the stairwell.

The first floor of the administrative building is the teacher's office of the oil painting department. Students often come over. Tang Suiwan didn't take it seriously and walked to the elevator next to him.

After going downstairs, Chen Nai, who received the news in advance, was already waiting at the door, and when he saw Tang Suiwan coming out, he waved happily.

The weather was cold, Chennai wore a dark red scarf, half of his exposed face was still a little blush, "Wanwan——I miss you so much!!! I can't see Wanwan this month, I don't know how to eat and drink Thinking, tossing and turning, unable to sleep."

Like a bleating lamb, Chennai walked sticky against Tang Suiwan, chattering non-stop, sharing recent events.

"That Tong Jie who works next door, took advantage of your absence this month, started shaking, holding a recent painting and insisting that she will be the first in the major exam this year, I am so angry!"

"Isn't it the deadline for submitting entries for the Star Action Cup? The academy uniformly sent a car to send the entries to the preliminary review site, and many people came to ask me if you would like to participate..."

"Also, a graduate student in the history of art was persuaded to quit! It is said that he has been hooking up with girls in junior and senior high schools, and the university is also in two boats. He is a bad boy and coaxes girls to spend money for him. Recently, a girlfriend had a miscarriage. Bah, bah, bah, bah. , what kind of scumbag!"

"It was the girl who had a miscarriage who posted a complaint on the school's forum, and then many girls who had been coaxed by him were blown up, and they joined hands to write a letter to the school principal, and it had to be girlshelpgirls!"

"It seems to be called Liang... It's nothing anyway. When he was expelled some time ago, his parents were still yelling and scolding at the gate of the college, saying that it was his ability to play boys, and it was those girls who were shameless and seduced his son."

"As a result, he was put in a sack just after he left the school gate! His parents were too old to move, and those people just beat up that boy, but his parents were so distressed that they had to go to the police station to call the police. It's a pity that the land was not monitored. , the police didn’t find anyone suspicious, and there’s nothing they can do about it, it’s said that his mother acted violently on the spot, and was locked up for a few days for assaulting the police!”

Chen Nai raised his fist fiercely, and his tone was sonorous and passionate, "Happy to the hearts of the people!"

There is still a follow-up, which Chennai does not understand.

Liang Dong's parents couldn't get much benefit in Kyoto, thinking that although his son lost his graduate degree, he still graduated from the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts in a serious way, and he could find a job as an art teacher when he returned.

As a result, when they just returned to the small county, the eyes of the people around them were particularly strange, and some people would point and point at them.

Liang Dong and his parents didn't know what was going on at first, until they received a call from a relative with a high-pitched voice, full of exasperation.

"What kind of thing is your family doing outside? If you have the guts to do it, then you have to make sure that nothing will happen. Why can't you even coax a few girls... Do you know that our Jiabao was raped by his classmates at school?" Ask, is your cousin a badass in college and eats soft food! Because of your Dong, Jiabao was ridiculed at school, couldn't hold his head up, and refused to go to school crying!"

Only then did the Liang family know that just two days before their return, the local newspaper with the most subscriptions published what happened to Liang Dong, criticizing them harshly.

Even local TV channels brought up the matter.

In the eyes of their family, it is a trivial matter for men, and it has been widely known in the local area!

Liang Dong stared at the fiercely critical words in the newspaper, and his hand holding the newspaper was so hard that the thin paper was wrinkled.

Father Liang has been answering calls from his relatives, and at first he yelled back, thinking that it was all the fault of those girls, who didn't pay attention at all, and that the innocent girls were known to everyone, for fear that others would not know that they had become Broken shoes.

Later, after learning that almost the entire small county knew about this incident, he became anxious, for fear that Liang Dong would not find a good job again.

Liang's mother didn't dare to go out to buy vegetables anymore, she sat in the room wiping her tears, crying and complaining about Liang Dong, that even these few girls couldn't be coaxed.

Liang Dong's parents were not injured, but Liang Dong was beaten severely.

The arm twisted and dislocated by the Huo family's bodyguards was still aching, and the bruises all over his body had not been rested, and even sitting on a chair felt painful.

Liang Dong gritted his teeth and threw down the newspaper, and finally roared unbearably, "Okay! What's the use of you talking so much now, it's not that simple. I handled everything well, but I just messed with people who shouldn't be messed with." That's all!"

Thinking of those men with a lingering bloody smell in their smiles, Liang Dong shuddered, "Don't say it, don't say it..."

He stayed at home for half a year, and only dared to take his resume and go out to look for a job after the small county town with nothing new finally turned the story over.

He didn't dare to go to a bigger company, and the reasons for his dismissal were clearly recorded in the file.

Liang Dong only dared to go to a small company, and the interviewer turned his legs up and flipped through his resume casually, occasionally looking at him with mocking smiles.

"A talented student from the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts." The person in charge said with a tinge of yin and yang, "The ability is good, but we don't have rich girls here to give you soft food, they are all a group of old men."

"Brother Wang, this is not acceptable. What if he is also interested in men?"

The interviewers laughed together, every contemptuous laugh was like a twisted chain, entwining Liang Dong tightly.

But after experiencing countless blank stares, Liang Dong only dared to grit his teeth and bear it, and even smiled and took back his resume.

He returned home in a daze, and just stepped into the corridor of his house, the upstairs resident took his little daughter downstairs to play, when he saw Liang Dong, his face turned cold, he quickly picked up his little daughter, and passed him by with disgust.

There seemed to be a disdainful sound from behind.

After walking a few steps, Liang Dong heard the familiar sharp noise coming from his house.

"Surnamed Liang, who is this woman on your phone? Lili Lili, calling so affectionately? You still transfer money to her?!"

"You didn't do it yourself. Like a tigress, your son can't be disciplined well. He just makes a fool of himself all day long. Who cares to look at you! Both you and your son are useless!"

The mother screamed, crying that Father Liang was not a human being, and that he was using the family money to raise a bitch outside.

The father was not to be outdone, and scolded his mother in a rough voice for all kinds of behaviors that did not satisfy him since she got married.

Things fell to the ground by ping pong, and the stainless steel basin was humming, which could be heard clearly through the thin wall.

Liang Dong stood numbly in the narrow corridor.

He looked at the small window, the sun was shining outside, and he was muddy.

Is this the retribution for receiving that phone call?

If he hadn't listened to that person, if he hadn't tried to get close to Tang Suiwan, if...

Thinking of the man with cold eyes in his memory, Liang Dong suddenly shuddered.

This is the torture method of that man!

Know that he cares about face and reputation most.

Knowing that he was too weak to have the courage to end his life.

He can only watch and feel that he is deeply mired in the mud, but there is no way to save himself.

That man, let him watch himself fall into the abyss with sobriety forever.

Can never turn over.