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

He was immersed in strong negative emotions, the whites of his eyes were covered with red bloodshot, and his aura was even more terrifying.

My consciousness became more and more paranoid, but my heart felt like it was tied with a heavy lead block.

He fell heavily into the dark bottomless abyss and slid down.

At this moment, a cool and soft hand held his face.

The familiar touch made him subconsciously give up resistance and obey the gentle force.

Then he felt the body in his arms struggling backwards, as if wanting to leave his arms and stand farther away from him.

Did she want to distance herself from him?

Does she want to leave him too?

Huo Yan subconsciously wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and prevent her from getting away.

The next second after his arm muscles bulged, he suddenly lost his strength, let go of his hands dejectedly, and let her escape from his embrace.

He sadly discovered that he was more afraid of hurting her than losing her.

I was afraid that anger and rejection would appear on that bright face that always had a faint smile on it.

As the warm and soft body left, his chest suddenly felt empty, and his heart seemed to fall with it.

Huo Yan clenched his fists and lowered his head weakly.

Ruan Xingchen took a step back and looked at the man in front of him quietly.

His head hung down, revealing his thick hair, and even the hair seemed to have a bit of regret and decadence.

The whole person looked like an abandoned big dog, curled up pitifully in the corner licking his wounds, pitiful and lonely.

It made her feel heartbroken.

"Mr. Huo is talking nonsense."

She held his face, forcing his eyes to look into hers, and whispered, "Mr. Huo is better than I thought. There is no one better than Mr. Huo in this world."

Even when he fell into trouble and lost hope in this world, he still chose to pave the way for his younger brothers and sisters and devoted all his energy to their future lives.

Although he looks so cold and aloof, he actually has a heart softer and gentler than anyone else.

This kind of tenderness that comes from the bones is more touching and worth cherishing.

"I just feel sorry for Mr. Huo."

At first, she knew that this world was just a derivative of a book. She was indifferent when she saw the two or three cold sentences in the book explaining Huo Yan's suicide.

His death in his previous life was irrelevant information to her while she was still alive.

For the dead her, it was just a few cold lines of words in that novel.

Even now, when she recalled those things, she felt as if a blunt knife was scraping against the soft flesh of her heart, the pain was endless and tugging at her heart dully.

Ruan Xingchen grabbed his big hand and pressed it against his chest, saying softly, "Mr. Huo, it hurts here."

Huo Yan's pupils were trembling.

As if he couldn't believe what he heard, he showed a dazed expression and stared at her blankly.

Her eyes were clear and sincere, without any forced expression.

She was not trying to comfort him, but because she truly felt sorry for him, and there was not a trace of fear or terror in her eyes.

This realization made his heart beat rapidly, "bang bang bang" as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

"lady."

He choked, then quickly held her in his arms again, hugging her tightly.

It was as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and treasure her in his heart. He couldn't express the surging emotions.

"I won't do that again."

Huo Yan's voice was hoarse as he promised in a deep voice, "I will live well and stay with my wife for a long time."

As he said this, a rich and sticky sweetness seemed to spread on the tip of his tongue.

It's sweeter than honey.

Thinking about his future life with her, he felt that the world was so beautiful that he could not describe or imagine it.

As long as the future is related to her, it becomes worth looking forward to.

"Mr. Huo, remember what you said."

Ruan Xingchen laughed.

He hugged her so tightly that she felt like she was suffocating, but it also made her feel very secure.

With a smile, Ruan Xingchen hugged his slender waist back, tilted her head, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Huo, did you think I would not want you anymore?"

Huo Yan was silent.

After surviving the disaster, his heart was filled with ecstasy, and he was unwilling to devote even a little energy to the sadness he had just felt.

As long as he could, he didn't want to imagine the possibility of losing her.

Ruan Xingchen's smile grew wider: "Mr. Huo is really silly and cute sometimes."

Guessing his emotional ups and downs, she stopped talking and hugged him quietly.

However, after hugging for a while, Ruan Xingchen felt a little tired of standing, and the man had no intention of letting go.

How is this possible?

"Why is Mr. Huo so clingy?"

She tried to push away the tall body that was clinging to her, muttering, "Mr. Huo really likes being connected to me."

It seemed that ever since their relationship heated up, he really enjoyed having physical contact with her.

Hug, hold hands, and put your arms around the waist.

Whenever there is a chance, I will stick with her.

"Madam, are you tired of me?"

Huo Yan lowered his eyelids and looked at her. Although his face was expressionless, he inexplicably revealed a sense of innocence and grievance.