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

Her heart beat suddenly faster, as fast as if there was a mad deer inside, and she wished it could break through her chest and crash into Huo Yan's arms.

I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

Huo Yan didn't notice her emotions, he lowered his eyes and took her hand.

A cut appeared on the fingertips that had been so hard-earned to be as white as jade, delicate and beautiful, and bright red blood gushed out.

I was accidentally stabbed when I broke the glass just now.

"Madam, don't you feel the pain?"

Huo Yan's face was cold for a moment. He lowered his head slightly, put his fingertips in his mouth, and sucked away the large beads of blood.

In the warm mouth, the slightly cool tip of the tongue swept across the wound.

Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but retract his hand and laughed: "Itchy."

"Even if my wife doesn't feel any pain, my heart still hurts."

He held her hand firmly but gently, frowned and spoke softly.

It's not even a complaint.

He opened the bedside drawer again, took out the small medicine box, disinfected it for her, and put on a beautiful Band-Aid.

"Mr. Huo."

Ruan Xingchen sat up slightly in his arms, looking at his lips, which were of moderate thickness, always slightly pursed, with a hint of alienation.

She smiled and kissed him: "Thank you."

This cold and hard man has surprisingly soft lips, which are especially suitable for kissing.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and Huo Yan held the back of her head, not giving her a chance to escape: "This thank you gift is not enough."

"What's enough then?"

Facing his toughness, Ruan Xingchen was not afraid. Instead, she laughed happily, hugged his neck and smiled slyly: "I'm still young and don't understand these. Why don't you teach me, Mr. Huo?"

"Madam, you don't need to learn."

Looking at her meaningfully, Huo Yan's nose touched hers, his eyes gazing at her earnestly, affectionate and lingering: "I'll get it myself."

He tilted his head slightly and gave her a long, romantic French kiss.

He attacked and plundered aggressively, yet was also gentle and considerate of her feelings just right.

Neither of them closed their eyes, their gazes fixed on each other.

It turns out that when people get very close to each other, they don't see their own reflection in the other person's eyes.

Ruan Xingchen didn't know what was in her own eyes, but Huo Yan's eyes were filled with inexpressible affection and the surge of emotions that were suppressed with great effort.

The kiss was a bit long, and when they stopped, she could clearly feel his tense body and his heavier breathing.

"lady."

He restrained himself and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze her between his ribs and merge her into his bones and blood.

After a while, he rested his cheek on her shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Madam, have a good rest today."

Her voice is slightly hoarse, which makes her look particularly sexy.

Ruan Xingchen felt his ears itchy and his cheeks a little hot.

He gently put her into the bed, even covered her properly with the quilt, and then got up and left.

Looking at his tall and straight figure, when he grasped the door handle, Ruan Xingchen's heart moved slightly, and suddenly said: "Huo Yan."

Huo Yan turned around gently.

He saw Ruan Xingchen, with her black hair hanging down and a lazy air all over her body. He raised her red lips with a watery glow and lifted the quilt.

Her jade-white hands gently patted the empty space beside her and she smiled softly, "I'm a little scared. Can Mr. Huo sleep with me?"

Terrible!

Which man can refuse such an invitation from the lover who is dear to his heart?

Especially her sweet smile, which combines innocence and charm, is captivating.

Huo Yan's Adam's apple rolled and his throat felt a little itchy.

He also found it difficult to refuse, so he simply ripped off his tie and said angrily, "This is the Madam's initiative to invite you."

"Yes."

Ruan Xingchen looked at him with a smile and tilted his head: "Mr. Huo, are you unwilling?"

"With great pleasure."

He took off his fitted suit and sank into the soft bed.

"Snapped."

The lights were turned off, and the room fell into darkness, with only moonlight shining in.

Ruan Xingchen couldn't help laughing.

A large hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her into the bed.

Then, she fell into a strong and warm chest.

"Go to sleep."

Huo Yan's voice was helpless and doting. He rubbed the top of her head and said, "I'll hold my wife while I sleep."

The smile on his lips grew wider. Ruan Xingchen stopped teasing him and snuggled into his arms, closing her eyes.

I thought I would have a sleepless night, but in fact, I soon fell into a sweet dream and stayed awake all night.

On the other side, Ruan Weisi was wearing a mask and sitting in a private room in the restaurant, stirring the drink in the glass boredly.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in, making her eyes light up instantly.

"Gu Zhao!"

She cried out in surprise, then rushed over and hugged Gu Zhao's waist, buried her face in it, and whispered, "I missed you so much."

Gu Zhao's face was a little gloomy. He let her hug him for a while before pushing her away.

"Okay, sit down and order first."

Gu Zhao pulled her to sit down and frowned at the mask on her face: "What's wrong with your face?"

"No, it's nothing!"

Ruan Weisi's eyes flashed with panic as her fingertips touched the mask. She forced a smile and said, "I changed to new skin care products a few days ago. I seem to be a little allergic and have small spots. It's so ugly. I don't want you to see me like this."

She held Gu Zhao's hand and whispered coquettishly: "I want to be beautiful in your heart forever. I don't want you to see me become ugly..."

“How can I eat without taking off my mask?”

Sensing something was wrong, Gu Zhao's eyes fell on her face and he asked, "Take it off. I won't dislike you."

"I, I'll just watch you eat!"

Ruan Weisi's panic grew worse. She avoided his gaze and said softly, "I've been feeling a bit fat lately, so I need to lose weight. It's okay, I'm not hungry... Just watching you eat makes me happy!"

"pick up."

Gu Zhao's face suddenly darkened.

He would have to be a fool not to see that she was lying.

She must be hiding something.

"I, I'm really fine."

Ruan Weisi subconsciously covered the edge of the mask and shook his head: "Gu Zhao, I don't want to show you... It's too ugly."

She refused repeatedly. Gu Zhao frowned, his eyes a little gloomy, and raised his hand without hesitation to tear off her mask.

Ruan Weisi was unable to dodge, revealing the purple palm prints on his face and the slightly broken corners of his lips.

She originally looked pure and otherworldly, like a fairy who had accidentally fallen into the human world. Now the marks on her face revealed a beauty that had been ravaged.

With tears in his eyes, he suddenly looked particularly pitiful.

"You told me this is an allergy?"

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, anger welled up in his chest, Gu Zhao asked coldly, "Who did it?"