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

I don't want her to experience wind and rain, nor do I want her to encounter hardships.

He would rather she never grow up, stand weakly behind him, and be protected by him.

But I also know that she is not a flower in a greenhouse, but a plum blossom that stands proudly in the cold, a blazing peony that is still full of vitality after experiencing the raging fire and can bloom among dead trees.

"Sometimes I think Madam is so amazing. She can handle everything on her own."

His voice held a gentle smile, yet also carried a hint of seriousness: "I hope Madam won't be so strong in front of me, and can be spoiled and willful occasionally. Madam, you don't have to do anything, you don't have to endure anything. Just wait for me to pamper you."

She can be unreasonable, spoiled, and artificial.

And he had long been her slave, willing to crawl at her feet and give her everything.

When he said these words, he did not deliberately create a romantic atmosphere, nor did he try to impress her.

He just walked calmly and normally on the winding mountain road, analyzing his own thoughts without even looking back.

Plain and touching.

Ruan Xingchen's heart seemed to be hit by something, and in an instant it collapsed softly and hotly.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and the smile on her mouth was full of sweetness.

"I know everything."

She responded softly, her voice tinged with laughter: "I love Mr. Huo too."

Huo Yan paused for a moment, with a hint of helplessness in his dark eyes, and glanced back at her: "I should tell my wife that I love you first."

He was not a man who was good at expressing his feelings, but he wanted to see her every morning and share every day with her in the future.

I want to tell her "I love you" over and over again, and not be afraid to give her more love.

I don't ask for anything in return, nor do I need her gratitude or to be touched.

"Although Mr. Huo didn't say it, I already heard it."

Ruan Xingchen pulled his big hand, shook it gently as if to act coquettishly, and whispered: "I know. Mr. Huo didn't say it, but he has said in his heart that he loves me thousands of times."

So keep her in your heart and be kind and gentle to her.

Lower your proud head and become a mortal who also worries about gains and losses in front of her.

She knows it all.

So the corners of Huo Yan's mouth curled up even higher, and his whole body felt warm.

When the tip of the tongue touches the palate, it seems that you can taste a rich sweetness.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, showed sweet expressions at the same time.

After walking for a few more minutes, Huo Yan led her into a small path and parted the lush grass: "We're here."

As he said that, he turned off the flashlight in his hand.

His eyes were suddenly filled with darkness, and he felt uncomfortable for a moment. Ruan Xingchen looked over, and when he saw the scene clearly, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide in surprise.

What did she see?

firefly.

Many fireflies, flashing faint light, gathered together, fluttering and drawing various shapes in the darkness.

The beautiful scene, like a fairy tale, caught her eyes almost instantly, shocking her so much that she was speechless.

Which girl can resist the beauty of fireflies?

These little elves stretch themselves freely in the dark, creating a beautiful dream with the light from their abdomens.

It is so beautiful that people hold their breath unconsciously, for fear of disturbing them and interrupting this beautiful scene.

"Like it?"

Holding her in his arms from behind, on the top of the mountain on a summer night, there were insects chirping and cicadas singing.

There are also unknown birds that chirp from time to time.

Huo Yan hugged her as if he was hugging the whole world. Feeling her surprise, his dark eyes became even gentler. "I heard people say there are fireflies here, so I wanted to bring my wife to see them."

"I like it, I like it so much!"

Ruan Xingchen nodded, pleasantly surprised: "It's really beautiful here."

It was so romantic and charming that she even lowered her voice.

"Not as beautiful as the lady."

Huo Yan looked at her deeply, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "How can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the stars and the moon?"

Fireflies are really beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people almost speechless.

However, apart from the initial search, he did not pay any attention to this beautiful scene.

He kept looking at her foolishly, as if in his eyes, the so-called beautiful scenery could not compare to her in the slightest.

This focused gaze made Ruan Xingchen feel helpless and sweet at the same time. She couldn't help but curl her red lips and said, "Mr. Huo, don't look at me, look at the beautiful scenery."

“It’s about looking at the beautiful scenery.”

Huo Yan responded, his deep eyes still fixed on her, with a look of satisfaction: "Madam, in my eyes, you are the most beautiful scenery."

He never understood why the poem said, "You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you on the bridge."

It was not until now that he realized that the appearance of some people in his life was enough to amaze his years and embellish his dreams.

In this sky full of fireflies, the breathing of the two people gradually approached each other.

It was hard to tell who was more proactive, as their noses met and they exchanged a gentle and lingering kiss.

By the time the two of them came down the mountain, they were in a good mood.

Back in the yard, Huo Yan sent Ruan Xingchen back to her room and kissed her on the forehead: "Good night, Madam. Have a sweet dream."