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

Huo Yan frowned and called out to them.

"Brother..." Huo Qianqian shrank her neck and whispered, "Is there anything else?"

"Take the things away." Huo Yan nodded his chin to the bank card and said lightly: "I'm here, I don't need your money."

"Brother, this is our intention." Huo Chenglin raised his dark eyes and said softly, "We all want to do our part for sister-in-law."

"Take it back." Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but laugh. "If I really need it, I'll ask you for it again, okay?"

Seeing that she didn't look fake, the three of them looked at each other and then took back their cards.

Passing by Huo Yan, Huo Xiaoning seemed to realize something belatedly and looked up with a look of surprise on his face: "Brother, your leg is healed?!"

"Yeah." Huo Yan's expression softened a little towards this most well-behaved sister with a miserable life, and he nodded in response.

"That's great!" Huo Xiaoning cheered softly, clenched her fists and whispered, "Congratulations, big brother."

Huo Qianqian and Huo Chenglin also showed joy on their faces: "Congratulations, big brother."

With a hint of gentleness in his dark eyes, Huo Yan said calmly, "Don't make it public for now."

My younger brothers and sisters were very sensible and nodded obediently, but they couldn't suppress the joy on their faces and ran downstairs excitedly.

Ruan Xingchen watched them leave with a smile, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at the tall man, her watery eyes shining.

After a pause, Huo Yan stepped forward.

He was tall and had long legs, and he could cover a distance that would take an ordinary person more than ten steps by taking two steps at a time.

When he stood up, the strong feeling of oppression was unstoppable, and his almost perfect handsome face seemed even more distant and difficult to approach.

What a profit.

Ruan Xingchen thought casually, if Ruan Weisi saw him like this, he wondered if he would regret it.

Anyway, in her heart, Huo Yan is much better than the so-called male lead Gu Zhao.

"What are you thinking about?" A low voice sounded, and his warm fingertips gently lifted her chin.

His deep eyes were bottomless. When he focused on her face, it was as if she was his whole world, and he felt a deep affection for her for no reason.

Ruan Xingchen's heart suddenly palpitated, and her fingertips curled up: "I was thinking that Mr. Huo was so good, I got a great deal."

"No, I got the upper hand."

Huo Yan's voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were deeper, and he gently stroked her red lips.

He always remembered that day when he locked himself in the dark room as usual, feeling sorry for himself and falling into the abyss of depression and mania, it was she who knocked on the door.

With unquestionable confidence, he lit a light in his world and forcefully dragged him out of the dark quagmire.

If it weren't for her, perhaps there would be no such person as Huo Yan in this world.

"Han Xing."

He chewed on the name carefully, and suddenly smiled faintly: "Madam, this name is very good. Eyes are like cold stars, bright and cold, just suitable for Madam."

Such a pair of beautiful eyes made him unable to look away.

"Mr. Huo's leg is healed, and his mouth has become sweeter." Ruan Xingchen raised the corner of her lips, and her slender jade-like fingers gently tugged at the end of his tie: "It seems that the candy was not eaten in vain."

The man's muscular figure leaned forward with her movement, and the distance between them suddenly shortened. She could almost feel his light breathing at the tip of her nose.

Completely surrounded by the light fragrance, Huo Yan's eyes deepened a little.

The suit outlines his perfect body shape, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long straight legs. It looks like a work carefully carved by God, with smooth lines and every part filled with the ultimate masculine beauty.

The woman sitting on the bed has fair skin, red lips, and black hair. The straps of her silk nightgown are hooked on her fair shoulders, outlining her graceful figure, soft and charming.

One is strong and the other is gentle, and they are unexpectedly evenly matched. The picture is so ambiguous that it makes people's ears blush and their hearts beat fast.

"Is it really sweet?" Huo Yan's voice became even hoarseer, and his voice magnetically brushed against her earlobe. "Madam, why don't you try it yourself and see if it still has the lychee flavor?"

He pressed his lips down.

Kissing the white and warm palm, Ruan Xingchen smiled lightly: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"I've brushed it." He suddenly pulled her hand down, hugged her, and without a doubt shortened the last distance between them, and kissed her fiercely.

Ruan Xingchen couldn't help laughing twice, and took the initiative to pull his tie. Her white hands pressed on his shoulders, forcing him to fall on the head of the bed.

She stood up, lifted up her slightly curled black hair that was as thick as seaweed, and moved closer to him.

Like a bewitching enchantress, or a goddess controlling desire, her lips moved closer: "I'm here for candy."

When their lips touch, sparks spread.

When the two went downstairs, it was already bright outside. Their younger brothers and sisters secretly looked at their red and slightly swollen lips, with a hint of ambiguity in their eyes.

Huo Yan had already sat back in his wheelchair, and as usual he served food and poured water for Ruan Xingchen. His eagerness almost made Sister Chen lose her job.

However, the sweet atmosphere did not last long and was broken by the visitor.

Fan Wanqing walked in holding a carefully prepared gift box.

This time she didn't wear any perfume, but had delicate makeup on her face, and her skirt was carefully selected, showing off her figure perfectly.

Looking at Fan Wanqing, whose clothes just covered her thighs, revealing a pair of long and beautiful legs, Ruan Xingchen couldn't help but look up at the gloomy early winter weather outside, and respect surged from the bottom of his heart.

A true warrior is one who dares to face single-digit temperatures for the sake of beauty.

"Eat well." Huo Yan picked up her favorite crab roe bun with chopsticks and placed it on the plate in front of her, gently scolding her, "Don't look around."

It was as if she had become a child under his care overnight.

This feeling was unexpectedly good. Ruan Xingchen smiled at him and ate obediently.

This warm and sweet scene almost made Fan Wanqing's eyes burn red, and she felt jealous and bitter.

Her big eyes quickly filled with mist, and she called out delicately with red eyes: "Brother Shen..."

Huo Qianqian, who was reading on the sofa, couldn't help but shudder and rubbed the goose bumps on her arms. "Fan Wanqing, are you sick?"

Don’t you feel sick listening to all these twists and turns?

Huo Xiaoning felt sympathetic and went up to her sister to help rub her.

"You!" Fan Wanqing was furious. Because she couldn't lose her temper in front of her lover, she gritted her teeth and said, "I called you Brother Chen, what's it to you? If you don't like it, you can leave!"

"You're calling my big brother, how come it's none of my business?" Huo Qianqian rolled her eyes. Relying on Ruan Xingchen's presence, she boldly tried to pull her big brother's skin. "How do you know I'm the only one who doesn't like to hear it? I don't think my big brother likes to hear it either."

"You're talking nonsense!" Fan Wanqing was furious. "Huo Qianqian, even if you're jealous of me, you don't have to pick on me like this, right?"