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

Ruan Xingchen's heart trembled.

It seemed like he was really angry.

In the past, she didn't even need to soften her attitude, Huo Yan would take the initiative to accommodate and tolerate her.

Whenever her voice softened a little, he would throw down his weapons and surrender.

Instead of being like this now——

Although he didn't blame her now, his attitude was obviously a little cold and hard.

At this time, if he continued to stare at the scar on his palm, wouldn't that just make the situation worse?

"not for you."

She simply put one hand behind her back and shook her head like a rattle, determined not to ask him to look at the wound on her palm anymore.

It's not a serious injury.

A little scrape from the wall against my arm didn't even result in much bleeding.

The most serious injury was the two bloody marks left on the palm of the hand by the sharp edges of the fixing bracket of the air conditioner outdoor unit. The wounds were not deep.

Ruan Xingchen had been involved in fights since he was a child, and he didn't take such injuries seriously at all.

If you ride your bike too fast and accidentally fall on the rough ground, the injuries would probably be more serious than this!

She was very disapproving in her heart, but she didn't dare show it on her face. She turned her head and rested her forehead on the broad shoulder beside her, rubbing it gently like a little kitten.

"Don't be unhappy, Mr. Huo."

Her voice became softer, light and sweet, and she whispered coquettishly: "If you are not happy, I will not give you my hand."

Huo Yan couldn't do anything to her, and he couldn't really force her hand out.

He sighed silently, his brows wrinkled slightly unconsciously, and his voice was emotionless: "I'm not unhappy. Take your hand out."

He spoke so concisely and said he was not angry.

Ruan Xingchen pursed the corners of his lips.

She was indeed in the wrong this time, and she did take a risk.

But she couldn't explain to Huo Yan why she hated Xingxiu Entertainment, nor could she tell him what she had experienced in her previous life.

There was no way to talk about these things, and there was no way to explain why he was so eager to deal with Xingxiu Entertainment, and there was no way to make Huo Yan feel relieved.

She was silent for a moment, then raised her face.

A pair of distinct black and white eyes stared straight at him, and her plump red lips pouted slightly in dissatisfaction as she said, "Mr. Huo, you are so mean to me."

Huo Yan:?

"I do not have."

He unconsciously frowned even tighter, but still said patiently, "I don't have a vicious wife."

There was no way he would be mean to her.

I hold her in my hands and love her so much, how could I be mean to her?

"Mr. Huo was very cold and only spoke a few words to me."

Ruan Xingchen continued to look at him and complained, "You haven't given me a good look since you got on the car. Isn't this just being mean to me?"

Huo Yan was silent for a moment. Under her aggrieved gaze, he said helplessly, "I don't mean to be mean to you, Madam. I just want to help you treat the wound on your hand."

After a pause, he added, "Although the wound is small, there are a lot of bacteria outside. I'm afraid that if it's not treated in time, the wound will become infected."

Although he didn't understand, it was Ruan Xingchen who was feeling guilty just now, so it didn't make sense why he became the one who felt guilty now.

But he didn't care about it. He just continued to raise his palm and said patiently: "Can you give me your hand now?"

Seeing him like this, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but pursed her lips and almost smiled.

"Then you must not be angry, not even at yourself."

She pressed on, a smug look in her eyes that she thought was well concealed, as she continued to make demands, "Let's just let this matter go. Don't mention it again."

"I'm not angry."

Huo Yan repeated it reflexively.

His dark eyes fell on her face, revealing a bit of doting tolerance, and he sighed silently.

"You are not allowed to sigh either." Ruan Xingchen took the opportunity to add.

"I'm not sighing..."

Seeing her rare and eccentric look, Huo Yan was silent for a moment before he said helplessly, "I want to protect my wife."

"Mr. Huo has done a great job."

Ruan Xingchen leaned forward slightly, and placed her nose against his tall nose, rubbing it gently twice.

Her breath was as fragrant as orchids, and she touched his face and whispered softly, "You came at the right time today, and your protective posture is very good. I am very satisfied with your valuables, and I will give you a corresponding reward."

As she spoke, her head dropped slightly.

The plump lips were soft and musky, and they pressed against my lips with a slight coolness, like a delicious pudding.

It's rare for her to be so proactive.

Huo Yan's heart moved slightly, and he straightened his back unconsciously.

But this was misunderstood as a retreat, so Ruan Xingchen stood up and knelt on one knee on the seat next to his thigh, holding his shoulder with one hand and covering his neck with the other, leaving him no chance to escape.

The posture is a bit stiff.

Her body temperature always seemed to be slightly lower than his.

Huo Yan could clearly feel her cool and soft, boneless palm pressed against the back of his neck, as if holding his vital point.

This feeling is dangerous and fascinating.

Especially since she was so sweet and delicious, and when she kissed him, it seemed as if she could control his soul and make him feel like he was floating in mid-air.