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

Her fingertips gently caressed every inch of his palm, as if she was searching for and feeling something, with a thoughtful look on her face.

Perhaps because she is still young, after this period of pampered life, the calluses on her hands left by the hard life have disappeared.

Her hands are now delicate and fair, and even the scars left by accident when she was a child are barely noticeable.

Like a fine work of art.

A bit of soft flesh was like a soft cloud, floating on the skin of his palm, bringing a slight itch.

This itch seemed to have life, traveling through the blood along the nerve endings and quickly reaching the heart, causing the entire heart to feel indescribably itchy.

Huo Yan couldn't help but curl his fingertips and called out in a hoarse voice, "Madam?"

"Mr. Huo has quite a few calluses on his hands."

Although she was brought back to her senses by his call, Ruan Xingchen did not withdraw her hand, but continued to stroke his fingertips.

Her penetrating eyes, distinctly black and white, fell on his face, as if with a hint of inquiry: "This isn't a mark you can create by gripping a pen."

But, for a rich second-generation, shouldn’t the hands that come into contact with the most from childhood to adulthood be pens?

He grew up in a wealthy family and his wealth wasn't sudden, so how could he have calluses on his hands?

Moreover, these calluses are mostly distributed in the gap between the thumb and index finger, as well as on the left and right sides of the index finger.

Mr. Huo, who had remained calm even when faced with a mountain collapse, suddenly became slightly stiff in expression, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Ruan Xingchen didn't give him a chance to speak. She raised her hand and took his left hand, then touched his palm.

As expected, it was also covered with a thin layer of callus.

In addition to these, there are also thin calluses on other parts of his hands, but they are not as obvious as these.

The calluses in these places are only found in the Mumu Cang...

Ruan Xingchen's gaze seemed to have great penetrating power as it fell on his right shoulder.

I wonder if there are some thin calluses hidden under the clothes?

As we all know, the management of wooden warehouse branches in China has reached a very strict level.

I have never heard that Huo Yan had any experience of military service. So under what circumstances could these marks be left on his body?

The other cocoon locations also looked like they were left by various weapons.

The country is so peaceful, even if he is interested in martial arts, he would not have so many calluses.

What has he experienced?

When she thinks, she is always able to put aside external things and concentrate.

Her bright eyes were shining, as if she wanted to turn her gaze into a knife, cutting through his neat suit and looking at his shoulders.

Huo Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he felt a rare sense of nervousness in his heart.

He swallowed hard, opened his mouth, and whispered, "Madam... I..."

He seemed to be hesitant to speak, his voice was particularly hoarse.

"Nothing, if it's inconvenient to say, then don't say it."

Seeing him like this, Ruan Xingchen curled her lips and smiled slightly.

She rubbed his thin calluses with her cool fingertips and said with a smile, "I was just observing and judging out of habit. I didn't mean to force Mr. Huo to disclose his private information."

Everyone has their own secrets, and she won't force him to confess them all.

But it seemed that he was not the only one she had seen, which made her even more interested.

I always feel that Mr. Huo seems to be hiding a huge secret!

Seeing that she really didn't care and was just a little interested, Huo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

A warm feeling of trust rose in his heart. He held her still exploring hand in his palm, his dark eyes softened: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, madam, it's just that all that is in the past."

Anyway, he will never experience it again. He is already Mr. Huo of Huo Group and will never go back.

Why is it necessary to mention those dark experiences?

Now that we have surfaced, there is no need to mention the past in the deep sea.

"It doesn't matter. It's the same if Mr. Huo feels it's necessary to tell me again in the future."

Ruan Xingchen responded, and her smile deepened as she looked at his nervous expression.

She rested one hand on the car window, supporting her forehead.

Her long seaweed-like hair fell naturally, and her whole body was bathed in the sun, emitting a warm and harmless orange hue.

Her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, and she tilted her head to look at him with a smile, her eyes shining brightly: "Mr. Huo, why are you so nervous? In Mr. Huo's eyes, am I such an unreasonable person?"

"Madam is the most tolerant and generous person, but I am afraid."

In the sunshine, she is like an evening breeze, free, unrestrained, gentle and elegant.

It seems like it will be blown away if you are not careful.

Huo Yan couldn't help but lean towards her until he could smell the light sweet fragrance on her body, and his hands rested on her waist.

He held her in his arms, pulling her into his embrace, and only then did he feel as if he had caught her.

He sighed softly, nuzzled hers, and said hoarsely, "I'm afraid Madam will misunderstand me, that I'll be angry and upset, that I'll think I'm hiding something and am not sincere enough. I'm even more afraid that Madam will distance herself from me because of this."

He was most afraid that she would leave him.

He is so noble, and has been a favored child since childhood. He is invincible in the business world and is a powerful figure.