After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

"Hold so tight?" Huo Xuan continued, drawling, "I'm a serious person."

Pei Miao found it ridiculous.

It was obvious that Huo Xuan accelerated on purpose, which caused her to crash into him due to inertia.

Because she was afraid of falling, she subconsciously hugged Huo Xuan's strong waist.

Now that Huo Xuan said it in a sarcastic tone, it seemed as if she was deliberately taking advantage of him.

Pei Miao wanted to refute a few words, but felt that the matter was difficult to explain.

She secretly sighed, too lazy to struggle and argue with him.

After thinking for a while, she followed his words and said with regret: "Oh, that's quite a pity."

Huo Xuan's expression seemed to freeze for a moment.

At this moment, the car speed increased.

Huo Xuan nodded sharply, and the goggles on his black helmet snapped back into place.

The cool and sharp motorcycle was like a beast out of the oven. When it reached the corner, it lowered its waistline and sped along almost lying on its side. The tires rubbed against the ground, flashing red sparks, and rumbled away, almost leaving a trail of afterimage.

Pei Miao didn't feel scared, she just felt curious and excited.

But in front of Huo Xuan, she still pretended to be nervous and uneasy, and this time, she hugged his waist tightly.

The cool wind scraped against her face like a knife, causing pain. Without a helmet, Pei Miao couldn't even open her eyes.

She simply lowered her head and pressed her whole body tightly against Huo Xuan's back.

Huo Xuan looked down at the hands that were tightly holding his waist, his expression paused, and he said nothing more.

Feeling that Pei Miao was still holding him tightly, his eyebrows jumped and he cursed in a low voice.

"Hold……"

The motorcycle entered the most prosperous area of City A. There were already a lot of vehicles and people at this time, but Huo Xuan was not afraid of death and shuttled freely in the surging traffic.

Pei Miao's heart was beating violently.

She was scared because she didn't wear a helmet. Huo Xuan was not afraid of death, but she was.

She still wants to go home!

Pei Miao's voice trembled: "Huo Xuan, I'm scared."

It was speeding at lightning speed, and everything around it was moving backwards. It almost hit oncoming vehicles several times, but narrowly avoided them.

The thrill and speed reached the extreme. Pei Miao closed her eyes tightly, feeling the weightlessness of her body, and her whole body was stiff.

After an unknown amount of time, the locomotive finally stopped.

Pei Miao didn't move.

Huo Xuan raised his eyebrows in a frivolous manner, and said in a cold and lazy tone: "What?"

"Can't bear to let go?"

He is simply bad and a bastard, with lazy arrogance between his eyebrows and bold and crazy behavior, like a villain in the dark.

Yet, every move he makes reveals the arrogance and aloofness of someone who has been pampered since childhood.

Pei Miao tried hard to calm down and maintain her weak and pitiful image in front of outsiders, even though she really wanted to slap him in the face.

Pei Miao's expression changed in an instant. She was frightened and panicked, tears streaming down her face. She got out of the car.

His thick, long, black hair was scattered all over his body in a messy manner. His little face was pale with tears on it, making him look like a poor little kid who had been severely bullied.

With tears in her beautiful eyes, she accused Huo Xuan, "You bullied me too."

Huo Xuan took off his helmet, spread his long legs out wide, and leaned lazily on the seat.

He glanced at her and said in a lazy and dissolute tone: "Okay, why are you crying?"

He said calmly, "Women are really made of water. If it rains someday, I'm afraid it will be your tears."

Pei Miao didn't say anything, just stared at him with red eyes.

Huo Xuan raised his eyelids without looking at her, got out of the car and walked straight into a pharmacy.

After thinking for a few seconds, I bought iodine, hydrogen peroxide and some gauze.

He came out and looked around, and saw the little girl was still staring at him with red eyes.

Huo Xuan found it interesting and suddenly laughed.

Like an angry but cute kitten.

Quite cute.

"Apply some medicine?" He threw the thing into her arms.

Pei Miao sobbed, lowered her head in grievance, tore open the bag, looked at the medicine inside, at a loss.

She pursed her lips, looked up at Huo Xuan, and said weakly, "I can't."

"Oh?" Huo Xuan paused, frowned, and asked uncertainly, "You want me to help you?"

Huo Xuan had been pampered since childhood and had never served anyone else.

I thought I was just being polite, and the other party shouldn't be so ignorant as to let him come, right?

"May I?"

it is good.

The little girl stared at him eagerly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

It's really a hole for yourself.

"It's not impossible." He said sarcastically.

Pei Miao pretended not to hear and tried to keep her head up so that the wound on her neck was clearly visible to Huo Xuan.

Huo Xuan pursed his lips and was silent for about a minute before finally accepting his fate and opening the hydrogen peroxide spray.

The height difference between the two is about 165 centimeters. Pei Miao is not short among girls, at 190cm, but Huo Xuan is cm tall.

Especially since Pei Miao was wearing a low-cut crimson dress...

Huo Xuan bent down slightly and approached Pei Miao. He pressed the spray with his slender, bony fingers, and the hydrogen peroxide was sprinkled on her delicate neck.

"Hiss~" She took a breath, her nose tip turned red, but she didn't say anything coquettish.

The spray condenses into water droplets and flows downwards.

Huo Xuan subconsciously took out a cotton swab and wiped her collarbone, then moved down...

Huo Xuan was stunned when his nose was filled with the pleasant fragrance of a young girl.

The red lapels of her clothes were intertwined, and her skin was tender and dazzlingly white. There was a black mole on her collarbone, and below the mole was a plump chest with a slight cleavage.

pat!

A drop of hot sweat fell from the tip of Huo Xuan's nose and landed on the girl's mole.

Huo Xuan felt burned all over and looked up suddenly, his eyes meeting Pei Miaoshui's bright eyes.

She seemed confused, innocent and pure: "Little Master Huo?"

Huo Xuan quickly reached out to push Pei Miao away, but he didn't expect that as soon as he moved, Pei Miao directly grabbed his wrist holding the cotton swab.

She took a step forward and raised her head: "Little Master Huo, it hurts."

The delicate voice and warm breath sprayed on Huo Xuan's ears, and he suddenly felt numb.

Huo Xuan's eyes were dark, and he suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Stay away from me."

"Don't take advantage of me."

"..."

Pei Miao paused and swallowed her anger again.

He took a step back pitifully: "I will pay attention."

His ears turned red.

His expression suddenly deepened. He stared at Pei Miao without blinking, and pressed her wound with a little force with the cotton swab.

She hissed in pain, frowned, and looked at him aggrievedly:

"Little Master Huo, it hurts."

Huo Xuan hesitated for a moment, threw the used cotton swab into the trash can, and glanced at her.

He raised his strong arms, pinched her slender waist with both hands, and easily lifted her up and placed her on the seat.

Pei Miao cooperated obediently, but she didn't understand why he did this, and looked puzzled: "Little Master Huo?"

Not finished yet.

Huo Xuan glanced at her with his narrow eyes, then slowly took off his windbreaker jacket and covered her with it.

He took out the iodine tincture with a somewhat rough movement, and sneered, "Don't try to seduce me."