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

She doesn't want to eat anything else!

Ruan Xingchen glared at him, and his ears turned red.

God knows how this man could be so open-minded in just one night?

It was obvious that before, every time she teased him, he was the one who felt uncomfortable.

She propped herself up angrily and gritted her teeth: "I want to eat!"

The stewed preserved egg and lean meat porridge is soft and tender, and the rice oil made from the best glutinous rice is thick, salty and fragrant.

After tossing and turning all night, she was indeed hungry. She ate two bowls of food in one gulp before putting it down and burped softly.

Huo Yan watched her intently from the side and handed her wet wipes and warm water in time.

He was taking care of her like she was a little waste.

Ruan Xingchen just returned the cup to him, and in the blink of an eye, a familiar weight pressed down on him.

His hot breath fell on her neck, accompanied by delicate kisses.

"My lady is full, isn't it time for me to eat too?"

The man who had tasted the pleasure was ready to go at any time. He rubbed against her suggestively through the thin blanket and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm waiting for Madam to feed me."

Again?

Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but widen his eyes and shouted, "Huo Yan!"

The charming voice still had a lingering hoarseness from last night, and it sounded sexy and alluring, like a little hook.

Huo Yan hugged her tighter, responded muffledly, and kissed her lips: "Madam is so beautiful."

There is no use in being sweet-talking!

However, after last night's exploration, the two people who were already compatible became even more tacit, and he had clearly grasped her sensitive areas.

Not long after, Ruan Xingchen surrendered and fell into ruin with him.

For two whole days, Huo Yan didn't let her leave the bedroom. It was not until Ruan Xingchen couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him off the bed that she finally slept well in the second half of the night.

The house in Xicheng District has been renovated.

My grandmother was a person who paid great attention to customs. She moved back before the wedding and chose that place as the place where Ruan Xingchen would return to her parents' home.

Nowadays, it is not so important to return to the bride's home three days after the wedding. It is still necessary to go to the bride's home for a meal after the wedding.

It would be better not to have a father like Ruan Zeming, as her grandmother is her mother's family.

Early on the third day, the two packed up, took the gifts they had prepared long ago and drove to Xicheng District.

Xicheng District is still under development, and construction has already begun in many places. The place where my grandmother lives has not been affected yet.

The roads in the old city are narrow to begin with, and I don’t know what kind of activities are going on today, but there are a lot of various cars parked on the road.

So much so that they got off the bus two streets away.

Fortunately, it was not too far. Huo Yan took out the gift from the trunk, bent his arms towards Ruan Xingchen, and silently invited her.

Ruan Xingchen understood, took his arm, and walked side by side towards her grandmother's house.

She wore a festive red cheongsam today, which showed off her graceful figure. She also wore red high heels, looking like a perfect bride.

There were two people, the man was tall and handsome, noble and handsome, and the woman was charming, bright, elegant and beautiful.

Standing together, they looked like a perfect couple, attracting many passers-by to look back at them again and again.

Ruan Xingchen didn't take it to heart. She leaned her body completely against the man's, tilted her head and chuckled at Huo Yan, "Are you tired of carrying so many things, Mr. Huo?"

"It doesn't matter."

Huo Yan responded calmly, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes, and whispered, "Don't you feel tired carrying valuables?"

Ruan Xingchen, who was a valuable item, couldn't help but laugh.

There was a sweet atmosphere between the two of them, as if they were a world of their own, isolating themselves from everyone else.

This caused passers-by to show envious expressions.

Just when the atmosphere was just right, a series of rapid "da da da" sounds rang out and approached quickly.

It was as if someone was running towards us madly in high-heeled shoes.

The voice was inexplicably harsh, and Ruan Xingchen's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little uneasy.

It's just that she was indeed "overworked" these past few days, and her body was still a little sore. She was holding Huo Yan's arm and completely relaxed, so she had no time to react quickly.

I only heard a sharp, cold voice filled with hatred in my ears: "Bitch! Go to hell! If you die, Brother Shen will be mine!"

Accompanied by the screams and exclamations of passers-by.

Ruan Xingchen turned his head and was dazzled by a bright light that flashed before his eyes.

It is the sun's rays, reflected on the sharp blade.

The person holding the knife was Fan Wanqing, who was skinny, with a distorted face and a look of madness.

She was wearing a white wedding dress and had delicate makeup on her face, as if she was a bride waiting to get married, holding a knife and stabbing at him mercilessly.

There seemed to be a sense of pleasure and anticipation in his eyes, he looked crazy and not like a normal person.

Ruan Xingchen's pupils shrank, and she had no time to react. She only heard Huo Yan roar beside her: "You dare!"

She had never seen Huo Yan lose his composure like this before. For a moment he seemed terrified to the extreme, and his usual composure and calmness disappeared completely.

But he still had many gifts in his hands, and she was holding his hand.

Even though he had shaken it off, it was too late for him to react.

The knife was already within reach.

Fan Wanqing was obviously filled with hatred. The knife was aimed at her heart and stabbed straight at her. If she was stabbed, even a god would not be able to save her.

At this moment, a heart-wrenching cry came from somewhere: "Ms. Ruan, get out of the way!"

Immediately afterwards, Ruan Xingchen felt a strong force coming from her other shoulder, pushing her to stagger.

A tall and thin figure stood directly in front of her.

"puff."

The sound of the knife piercing into flesh was particularly clear, accompanied by a muffled groan.

"Damn it, get out of here!"

Seeing that she had stabbed the wrong person, Fan Wanqing not only did not retreat with guilt, but instead a hint of impatience appeared in her eyes.

He gritted his teeth and shouted sharply, "Who allowed you to meddle?! Get out of here! Ruan Xingchen, you die! If you die, Brother Shen will be mine!"

As she spoke, she pulled out the knife and rushed towards Ruan Xingchen again without hesitation.

"you wanna die!"

If she wants to take action now, how can she succeed?

Still in shock, Huo Yan was furious and showed no mercy. He raised his leg and kicked him with a cold face.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

With the crisp sound of a knife falling to the ground, Fan Wanqing was kicked in the abdomen and flew out in an arc.

The beautiful wedding dress skirt spread out in the air, like a beautiful white flower, floating down to the ground, stained with a bit of blood.

The girl standing in front of Ruan Xingchen spurted out bright red blood and fell to the ground with a pale face.

Ruan Xingchen stood firm, his pupils widened, and his expression was blank for a moment: "Xinyi...?"

The strong smell of blood spread to her nose, and a little blood splashed on her cheek. Her hands couldn't help but tremble.