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

His voice was filled with cherishment as he whispered, "Since Madam loves me, why don't you love me more."

Does it hurt?

How do I feel pain?

Ruan Xingchen's smile deepened, and she stretched out her fingertips to touch his tall nose.

The soft fingertips slid down along the curve of his handsome nose and landed on his thin and sexy lips.

Her voice was three parts teasing and seven parts ambiguous as she asked, "Mr. Huo, how do you want me to love you? Isn't applying medicine for you enough?"

Not enough, far from enough.

Huo Yan used to think that he was an emotionally indifferent person.

Neither iron nor blood can make his blood boil, and probably nothing in this world can easily move him.

Only when facing her did he seem to be a human being with flesh and blood and desires.

Greedily wanting more, being jealous and envious, happy and angry.

He might even have thoughts that surprise him, as if he were a completely unfamiliar self.

Feeling the force of his lips rolling around, Huo Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he restrained himself and said, "Madam, you ask even though you already know the answer."

"Is that right?"

Ruan Xingchen smiled lightly and straightened her slender waist.

The beautiful back is straight, and the black hair covers the beautiful curves. The silhouette alone is enough to drive people crazy.

She smiled, raised her hands to hold the man's face, leaned forward to offer her red lips, pecked and kissed him and asked: "Why doesn't Mr. Huo say anything? Is the way I love Mr. Huo wrong?"

Huo Yan suddenly clenched his fists.

Her lips were slightly cool, and the touch rolled into his blood, like a spark that set a prairie on fire.

It completely ignited him.

It took all his self-control to keep himself from doing anything rude or frivolous.

I don't know if this can be considered asking for trouble.

But she is so sweet that it is hard to stop.

Huo Yan gave a bitter laugh, his voice unbearable and hoarse: "Madam really knows how to torture people."

He wanted to deepen the kiss.

However, when he leaned forward, an index finger as thin as a scallion was pressed against his lips.

"Mr. Huo was injured because of me. I can't bear to torture him."

There was a hint of cunning in Ruan Xingchen's smile, and he leaned back slightly.

The seaweed-like black hair falls naturally, like the finest silk.

The smile in her distinct black and white eyes could not be concealed, and she winked playfully: "For Mr. Huo's mental and physical health, we should keep a little distance at this time."

As she spoke, she gently shook her index finger and tapped her plump red lips: "Mr. Huo, don't be too greedy."

Her eyes flicked downwards in a suggestive manner, and she laughed mischievously.

Huo Yan's face darkened.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth and pulled her into his arms with force.

Feeling the slender, soft body pressed against his chest, he sighed and said through gritted teeth, "Madam, your arrogance won't last much longer. When the time comes, you'll be begging for mercy."

Feeling his rising body temperature, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help laughing, but her heart felt soft and hot.

She is not an old-fashioned person. When she is in love, she doesn't care whether the relationship will go further.

Even so, she could feel Huo Yan's respect and love for her.

The more he restrained himself and endured, the more it showed how deep her love for him was, and the more moved she was.

It is always easy to indulge, but difficult to restrain.

After laughing enough, she gently kicked Huo Yan's calf with her foot and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Huo doesn't want me to beg for mercy now, get up quickly. Otherwise, it would be bad if people thought Mr. Huo was so impatient that he did something ridiculous at someone else's wedding."

It is always easy to cause misunderstanding when a single man and a single woman are in the same room.

Even if they are a legal couple, they are here to attend someone else's wedding today.

Huo Yan was frustrated and gnashed his teeth against her shoulder again, grabbing her rebellious little feet with his burning palm.

Ruan Xingchen had just taken a shower and changed clothes, but she hadn't put on her shoes yet.

Her feet are small and delicate, with five toes neatly arranged and tender.

For the first time, Huo Yan discovered that a person's feet could be so cute. He wanted to punish her but couldn't bear to do so, so he could only pinch them twice with his hands.

With a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, he said: "Madam is becoming more and more bold now."

Tease him again and again, and don't worry that he will lose control and do something beastly.

"That's because I know Mr. Huo loves me."

Ruan Xingchen couldn't help laughing when her feet were pinched, and she curled her toes and said, "Let go, it's so itchy."

"You should teach your wife a lesson."

Huo Yan spoke harshly, but he still put her foot down with his hands.

After tying his bathrobe, he lowered his eyes again and rummaged through his pocket.

When he raised his black eyes, Ruan Xingchen had a slight illusion, as if there was a hint of grievance in his eyes.

"I didn't take good care of the watch my wife gave me."

He held the gift he had just received today in his palm, the corners of his lips drooping slightly, and his voice was slightly cold: "It was damaged by the sea water."

Such mechanical watches always require more careful maintenance.

The situation was urgent at the time, and he hurriedly took off his coat, but did not have time to take off the watch on his wrist.