When Zhao Huchen went to Tomson Yipin's house that belonged to Xuemo that could no longer be described as luxurious and luxurious, the whole room was dark from the inside to the outside, and there was no light at all in the middle of winter, turning on the light in the living room, there was no imaginary pile of smoky miasma wine bottles, it was as neat and clean as when he left in the morning, and he walked to the familiar bedroom, turned on the light, and the quilt covers and sheets had been changed, and there were no corpses everywhere as he imagined, and there was no Xuemo motionless and unconscious body lying there waiting for him to rescue.

Zhao Huchen frowned, the sound of rushing water came, walked to the door of the bathroom, pushed open the door of the bathroom, a burst of water vapor came to his face, turned on the light, the whole bathroom was filled with water vapor, and under the shower in the corner of the bathroom, there was a woman curled up.

With his hands on his knees, his face tightly hidden in the crook of his arm, and the whole person curled up in a posture that was extremely lacking in warmth and sadness, Zhao Huchen had a headache for this woman and felt that she was unreasonable, but she also had a dewy marriage last night, how to do it for her may be unrealistic, but she is no longer an ordinary passerby.

Zhao Huchen felt that he would not be naïve and self-inflicted thinking that he must develop further with her because he had slept with a woman, but he would never be the kind of beast who didn't know each other after patting his ass and leaving the bed, which Xue Mo did very well, but his Taoism was not enough, at least now he couldn't turn a blind eye.

Turning off the shower, Zhao Huchen walked to Xue Mo, who was wet and exposed in front of him in an embarrassed posture that had never appeared in front of anyone, squatted down gently, and put his hands on Xue Mo's shoulders to try to lift her up.

Xue Mo, who was motionless, seemed to be greatly stimulated, and raised her head suddenly, her face, which was incomparably charming and charming a few hours ago, did not have any blood at this time, and looked at Zhao Huchen extremely pale, her eyes were full of a color called panic, vigilance and distrust, and it disappeared in a flash, but it was the most true psychological portrayal of her without concealment.

Breaking away from Zhao Huchen's hand, Xue Mo's body shrank a little more, curled up in a more humble posture.

"Don't touch me." Xue Mo's voice was cold and indifferent, like a fire and ice away from the bathroom environment filled with steam.

Zhao Huchen's hand was not withdrawn, and gently placed it on Xue Mo's hair, Xue Mo's body trembled, and he didn't struggle anymore.

"Why do you want to do this?" This question has been hidden in Zhao Huchen's heart for a long time.

"You don't care." Xuemo was silent for a long time before responding stubbornly.

If it had been placed before, Zhao Huchen would definitely stand up and turn his head and leave.

This time, Zhao Huchen didn't.

He couldn't resist and picked up Xuemo whole, although he was tall and tall, Xuemo's weight was not outrageous, for Zhao Huchen, this weight was not a problem, he picked up Xuemo's whole body and left, Xuemo in his arms struggled desperately, if she was a hedgehog, then at this time she was a hedgehog who was seriously violated by her own world and was extremely angry, she never separated herself from the outside world, she didn't allow anyone to violate her reading ability so much, That intense sense of insecurity made her subconsciously rise up and resist.

In fact, it had been proved last night that her strength was too insignificant in front of Zhao Huchen, and she had learned some basic women's wolf defense techniques, but those skills had no effect at all at this time, even if there were, in Zhao Huchen's eyes, the bonus to combat power could still be classified as ignorance.

After finding that her struggle was useless, Xue Mo actually bit Zhao Huchen's arm with one bite, using a lot of force, and red blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Huchen frowned, but his footsteps never stopped, walked to the sofa in the living room and put Xue Mo down, he squatted in front of Xue Mo, because his arm was bitten in Xue Mo's mouth and he didn't withdraw his arm, so the posture of the two looked a little strange, Zhao Huchen looked at Xue Mo who was biting him with his eyes closed, and didn't say a word.

Maybe she was aware of Zhao Huchen's gaze, and maybe she was aware of the smell of blood in her mouth, Xue Mo gradually opened her eyes, and the face in front of her that should have belonged to the vast sea of people passed by and then faded away, and then she couldn't make any waves anymore had a look that made her want to dodge at this time, Xue Mo didn't know what it was called, but she was sure that she didn't need this kind of mercy and charity.

Gradually, he let go of his mouth, and Xue Mo stubbornly did not speak.

Zhao Huchen stood up after Xuemo let go of his mouth, went to the bathroom to get a bathrobe and towel, ran to the living room and couldn't help but say to take off Xuemo's clothes, Xuemo, who didn't know Zhao Huchen's purpose at first, thought that Zhao Huchen's beast surname was Dafa, but she didn't struggle or stop her, she just looked coldly at taking off her clothes, the clothes faded, and then the pants, the body was so white and perfect that it was like a work of art, and it was exposed to the room full of luxury smell even the air, Xuemo was motionless, and didn't seem to care about exposing her body in front of Zhao Huchen at all, looked at Zhao Huchen coldly, as if waiting for him to undress, and then the two of them vented like crazy last night.

But Zhao Huchen didn't.

He carefully wiped Xue Mo's body, naked, with a towel.

He himself felt like he was about to become a saint.

then wrapped the stunned Xuemo's body with a bath towel, and finally got up and ran to the bathroom, got a hair dryer and plugged it in, and stood behind Xuemo to dry her hair.

From the whole process after Zhao Huchen wrapped her in a bath towel, Xue Mo fell into a kind of shame and embarrassment like she was embarrassed to find that her guess was wrong after swearing, Xue Mo didn't speak, biting her lip, and letting Zhao Huchen desecrate her hair that no one had allowed to touch for more than 20 years.

The noise of the hair dryer was very loud, but Xuemo closed her eyes, because in that moment, just for a moment, there was a strange touch of your thrush lingering in Xuemo's heart, and no one would ever know that when other girls were still fantasizing about the prince and princess in Grimm's fairy tales, her fantasy of love was to have a pair of hands to catch the pen for her and touch the carmine thrush. This is her biggest secret, and at this time, there is such a strange illusion of being beaten and landed on the ground.

After helping Xuemo blow his hair and doing everything, Zhao Huchen found some simple tampons and hydrogen peroxide, sat down, took off his shirt, and cleaned the wounds on his arms.

A rather mellow bite mark, Zhao Huchen sighed a little that a beauty is a beauty, even if it is biting out the tooth marks, it is so good-looking and delicate, and then he feels even more that he is really cheap.

Xue Mo opened her eyes and watched without saying a word as Zhao Huchen cleaned up the marks of her bite bare-chested. Like a child who knows that she has done wrong refuses the help of others and chooses to stagger towards a path that may be more wrong, her indifference and defensive posture are like needles in a hedgehog's body, and she is the hedgehog covered in thorns, piercing others with blood and hurting herself in a panic, she refuses the warmth from other people's world, even if she needs it again, she faces everyone with a defensive posture.

opened his mouth, and the words that had been brewing for a long time to apologize changed to the point where he spoke, "He's here today." Xuemo paused, not knowing why she was talking to Zhao Huchen, her eyes dimmed, a little less vigilant, a little more vigilant, a little more indifferent, a little calm.

Zhao Huchen's movements also stopped, he could be sure that he must be next to the single person and not next to the female character, put down the cotton swab, did not wear clothes, just took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

took a puff of cigarette and then laughed a little, Lao Tzu and this woman survived to death is a relationship that lingers overnight, in her words, what qualifications do you have to manage people?

"After sitting for half an hour, he didn't know that I knew about him, or as always, he didn't offer to stay, and I didn't offer to let him stay, just like the relationship we had in the previous six years." Xue Mo didn't know what Zhao Huchen was thinking when he was hiding behind the smoke, she was wrapped in a bathrobe, and she was used to curling up on the sofa naturally, still in that posture, a little awkward and a little sad.

"I grew up with him, he chased me seven years ago, we were in a relationship six years ago, we got engaged a year ago. He is gentle, very knowledgeable, and very capable, the best son and son-in-law in the eyes of both parents and elders, and has a lot of say in his circle, likes to listen to opera and ancient Cantonese opera, likes to drive a yacht to the sea of Malta to bask in the sun, and also likes to ride a bicycle through the streets and alleys of unknown towns, and then take a picture and come back to me to share. Rich, good-looking, talented, status, a perfect man. Xue Mo sketched an impeccable image in a few words, and her dim eyes became more and more dim.

"Originally, we decided to get married next year, and I told him from the day we confirmed our relationship, even if it was my first kiss, I would leave it for him when we got married, and he smiled and said yes, saying that he didn't like the casualness and profligacy of those women outside. But I knew a week ago that he went to those women to spend the night on his back every time he carried me, group sex, double flying, how erosive his private life was inversely proportional to his image in front of people, not only that, but he also had three pregnant women cultivating abroad, and he also fucked with my sister behind my back, you say ridiculous? When I got engaged, my sister told him to take good care of her only sister and make me happy for the rest of my life, and they turned around and they were in the room**, which is ironic. Xue Mo's tone became colder and colder.

"Actually, if he had just stayed, I would have slept with him, and I wanted him to see what he looked like when he knew I wasn't a virgin, and I would have told him that I had sex with another man seven or eight times last night in this bed." Xue Mo sneered.

Zhao Huchen Huo Ran got up.

"Angry? Feel like a tool? Or are you angry that my water surname is Yang Hua? Xue Mo's tone calmed down, and he looked up at Zhao Huchen with a wound in his eyes.

(To be continued)