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

Ruan Xingchen was startled and subconsciously pulled his hand over to examine it carefully: "Mr. Huo, is he injured? Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

The scene just now was so chaotic that her attention was focused on the Zhong family and she actually ignored his question.

Think about it, there was a school of sharks underwater at that time, and he was the last one to get on the hovercraft.

It's possible that she didn't notice any injuries she had sustained underwater.

She pursed her lips with annoyance and worry: "I was too careless."

"Don't worry, ma'am, it's just a minor injury."

A faint smile appeared in her dark eyes. Seeing that she was really anxious, Huo Yan hurriedly comforted her in a gentle voice: "It's just that you used too much force, and you were hit by the fish's tail."

Ruan Xingchen ignored his pretended relaxed tone and silently pulled him into the room.

Seeing her like this, Huo Yan felt a slight sweetness in his heart, with a bit of helplessness: "Madam, look, I really have nothing serious."

He raised his hand.

There were tiny cracks on the base of his thumb from swinging the oars vigorously, and a little bit of bright red blood was oozing out.

There was a small bruise on his sturdy shoulder.

It's really not serious.

Rather than asking her to help apply the medicine, it was more like a tough man's subtle coquettishness.

"If I had known Madam would be so worried, I wouldn't have teased her."

He curled his thin lips and rubbed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, his voice filled with unconcealed joy: "It's really my fault for making Madam worry."

"Mr. Huo really has a bad taste."

Noticing his joy, Ruan Xingchen felt helpless.

It was a good thing that his injuries were not serious, so she didn't feel angry. Instead, she glared at him with a smile.

She opened the medicine box, lowered her head and gently applied the medicine to him.

Her jade-white, slender fingers held the cotton swab and gently rubbed the tiny wound on his palm.

She wasn't actually this powerful at the beginning.

When she was a child, as a girl, she often couldn't beat the older kids in the slums and returned home with injuries.

She has never taken such minor injuries seriously since she can remember.

But when such a wound appeared on Huo Yan's body, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

He should have been a high and mighty god, extremely noble, enjoying all the luxuries in this world.

Shouldn't suffer any harm.

Even though he is so powerful.

"Mr. Huo, are you in pain?"

Ruan Xingchen lowered her eyelids, her long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the emotions in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

About to pour out.

Her voice was a little dry, and she whispered softly, "If it hurts, tell me. I'll be gentler."

"It does hurt a little."

Huo Yan looked at her, and his heart, which had always been cold and hard as if covered by a layer of ice, seemed to soften slightly.

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and whispered, "I'm sorry to have made Madam feel distressed. It's my fault."

Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but look up at him, and met a pair of eyes that were as dark as a deep well.

It is filled with deep affection that can drown people, and is like a mellow wine. Just one look at it makes people drunk.

She seemed to have completely absorbed all her attention, staring blankly at the impeccably handsome face in front of her.

As if bewitched, he raised his hand foolishly, wanting to touch those charming pupils.

Until a slight itch spread along her fingertips to the tip of her heart.

Ruan Xingchen suddenly clenched her fists, then realized that he had blinked subconsciously, his eyelashes gently brushing against her fingertips.

"lady?"

At this moment, Huo Yan seemed particularly harmless.

His fluffy bangs fell down, sweeping across his handsome sword-like eyebrows.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at her with a hint of smile mixed with doubt in his eyes, as if issuing a silent question.

"I...it's nothing."

Ruan Xingchen's ears suddenly felt hot, and he rarely felt a little flustered and embarrassed.

It made her fidget.

Holding the cotton swab tightly in her hand, she took a look at the wound on his hand.

Even though she knew that he cried out in pain just to tease her, she couldn't help but feel some unspeakable meaning in her heart.

She pursed her lips, paused, and gently pouted her red lips.

Under Huo Yan's slightly surprised gaze, she gently blew twice on the wound.

She raised her eyes and smiled sweetly, "Blow it, and it won't hurt anymore."

Like coaxing a child.

She didn't take it seriously and continued with her actions after laughing. However, Huo Yan was stunned on the spot and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

In his life, even when he was very young, he had never been treated so cherished.

She brought a slightly cool breath, which passed over the slightly burning tiger's mouth, and seemed to carry a different kind of emotion, blowing into his heart.

The ice wrapped around his heart was gently broken by her casual actions.

Then soak the whole heart in warm water.

The sourness rises.

He subconsciously reached out his hand, suddenly hugged her in his arms and strangled her tightly.

Ruan Xingchen was almost out of breath. He patted his shoulders twice and asked with a faint smile, "Mr. Huo? What happened?"

"I just suddenly feel that every day and every moment, I love my wife a little more than before."

Huo Yan's voice was slightly hoarse, and his hot lips fell on her forehead.