Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

There was a hint of smile in He Rongcheng's tone, as if he was joking.

There was a hint of oppression in those wise eyes.

Lin Qiujun was not crazy enough to think that she could offend him. Seeing this, she knew that she could not escape and could only nod stiffly.

"Mr. He, you're worrying too much. Of course, I didn't mean that."

She forced a smile and said dryly, "Everyone knows Mr. He's character. How could I possibly doubt him? I just don't want to cause him any trouble. In that case, I'll trouble you, Mr. He."

In the end, Lin Qiujun was successfully taken away by He Rongcheng, and Feng Jiayi was taken away with him.

The venue was empty, and Ruan Xingchen and Huo Yan got into the car one after another.

After sitting in the car, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

"Dad must be feeling overwhelmed right now."

She grinned wickedly and said, "Ms. Feng looked at Ms. Lin like a fighting cock just now. It's hard for Dad to take these two troublemakers away."

"Dad's sincere love and care." Huo Yan also raised the corner of his mouth slightly, holding her hand and whispering: "Are you tired, Madam?"

Actually, I am tired.

Although Ruan Xingchen grew up in the slums, he has lived a life of luxury over the past year.

What's more, farm work is different from usual work, and the hard work is also different.

Ruan Xingchen pursed her lips and leaned her head on the man's broad shoulders.

She nodded when she heard the voice, rubbed her cheek against his, and whispered, "My feet are sore."

To match her beautiful dress, she wore high heels, and her toes were a little red after a night.

Huo Yan lowered his head when he heard that, then pinched her ankles and lifted her feet onto his knees.

Ruan Xingchen had to straighten up and lean towards the car door.

His palm was scorching hot, and the presence of his palm against her ankle skin was extremely strong, causing her to unconsciously tighten her toes. She pursed her lips and called him softly, "Mr. Huo."

"Ah."

Huo Yan raised his eyes to look at her in the darkness, his dark pupils filled with tenderness, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, Madam."

He raised his hand and skillfully took off her high heels, placed her feet on her knees, covered her red soles with his palms, and rubbed them gently.

The thin calluses on the palm of his hand rubbed against her toes. The warm touch and the appropriate strength made Ruan Xingchen's eyelashes curl slightly, revealing a somewhat comfortable expression.

"I've been walking all day, I'm dirty."

She still remembered that men particularly liked cleanliness. Feeling comfortable, she couldn't help but try to retract her feet and said with a smile, "I'll just soak my feet when I get home tonight."

"Don't move."

Huo Yan held her feet firmly to prevent her from retreating.

His hands kept moving as he said softly, "I don't think my lady is dirty."

The distinguished man sat in the dark back seat, wearing a well-ironed suit and looking extremely dignified.

With his eyelashes slightly drooped, he massaged the soles of her feet carefully and appropriately.

This scene made Ruan Xingchen's heart feel like it was hit by something, and a small hole appeared in his heart, and flowing out was all hot and sweet syrup.

She couldn't help but lean forward slightly and put her arms around the man's neck.

Her red lips pressed against the man's sexy Adam's apple and she bit it gently, a charming smile in her eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Her voice was seductively hoarse, and she whispered to him, her breath as sweet as orchid, "I am very satisfied with Mr. Huo's service."

Pursing his thin lips, Huo Yan's dark eyes fell on her face.

The hand movements paused slightly.

The distance between the two was so close that their noses almost touched.

Deep within those deep and cold pupils, there seemed to be dangerous emotions surging, ready to sweep her away and drift with her in the strong wind and huge waves at any time.

Ruan Xingchen's eyes flickered slightly, and she bit her lips and chuckled softly.

Full of charming glow.

Huo Yan raised his hand as she looked at him, his large palm reaching towards her face.

Finally, he walked around her face, took out a small pillow from behind her and stuffed it on her lower back, then unfolded a thin blanket and covered her with it.

"Then Madam, please take a rest."

His deep, mellow voice was filled with calmness as he said gently, "Let's sleep for a while on the way. We'll be home soon."

Ruan Xingchen gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Huo, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she tugged at the man's tie and chuckled, "Don't regret it now that you're so innocent."

At this time, he was still helping her adjust the thin blanket on her legs?

Shouldn't I just hold her in my arms, press her against my chest and kiss her hard?

What’s going on!

But she knew clearly that the man she married was not a saint who was pure in heart and desire. Once he started having sex, he was out of control.

Now you are so unromantic?

Huo Yan stared at her, and after a moment his thin lips curled up helplessly.

He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, his voice slightly hoarse with laughter: "I understand that you've been working hard, Madam, and I want you to take a break. You don't seem to need it?"

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked at her with a bit of restraint and aggression, whispering: "If I am not pure in love, my wife should regret it."