Chapter 19: The Runaway Wife of the Blackened Boss (19)
Liuliuliu could only say weakly: "Dad, aren't you good like this?" β
"Tsk." Luo Xiaoxiao said with disgust: "You don't understand the feeling of being greedy for a person's body. β
The sound of the door being pushed open rang out.
A man in a wheelchair holds a bouquet of flowers in his own hands.
Luo Xiaoxiao looked at it, and his mood was suddenly quite complicated.
It's the first time she's seen it, no, to be precise, she's never even heard of it, someone would give mint flowers to his fiancΓ©e!!
If you don't send roses, lilies, or anything like that, at least you have to send a forget-me-not or something!
What do you mean by sending a mint flower!
The most speechless thing was that after he put the mint flower into the vase at the head of the bed, he fell on Luo Xiaoxiao.
The voice was cold: "Get up when you wake up." β
Luo Xiaoxiao's heart is desolate.
It turned out that she didn't even deserve mint flowers.
Oh, man!
Luo Xiaoxiao, who couldn't swallow this breath, crawled to the side of the bed and asked knowingly, "What are you doing when you get up?" β
Huo Changyuan stared at the blush on her neck, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly.
That was last night, the traces he left behind.
He forced himself to look away: "Eat." β
"But what if I don't want to eat?"
Luo Xiaoxiao hooked his neck, his red lips were delicate, and he smiled with a smile, which was an irresistible temptation.
She leaned close to his ear and said softly in an angry voice, "I want to eat you, what should I do?" β
The arm was grabbed by someone hard, and the force was so great that Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but frown.
The flirting was too much.
As soon as she came up with this idea, she was caught and approached to a body that could still feel the hot heat even through the clothes.
β¦β¦
Luo Xiaoxiao fell on the bed, not bothering to move.
Six-six-six: "Dad, are you happy?" β
"It's not your average pleasure."
Luo Xiaoxiao: "The only regret is that I originally wanted to squeeze him out of anger, but unfortunately I couldn't achieve my goal." β
Six-six-six: "......"
It shouldn't be too talkative!
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and after another moment, Huo Changyuan, who was wearing home clothes and holding a cane, walked out.
The cane was in his hand, not like a tool he used to walk, but like an ornament in the hands of a medieval gentleman.
Male sexuality.
Luo Xiaoxiao admired it for a moment, saw him put his cane aside, sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair, and suddenly asked, "Can your leg still be healed?" β
Huo Changyuan's hand moved, and Luo Xiaoxiao's black eyes were full of cold light.
He said in a deep voice: "You care a lot? β
"A little. After all, if you are like this, we will have a lot less fun in life as a couple. But it doesn't matter if it's not cured, it's a big deal that I'm tired, and the most important thing between husband and wife is to tolerate each other. β
Besides, watching the big boss let her do whatever she wanted......
Luo Xiaoxiao recalled, and felt quite emotional.
Huo Changyuan clenched the towel tightly, he didn't expect her to ask that question because......
A monstrous wave silently set off in his heart, roaring to drown and swallow him.
But miraculously, he didn't want to resist at all.
After twenty-five years, God was finally willing to give him this warmth.
Even if he drowns in it, he is willing.
"Remember what you said."
His eyes locked on the figure in front of him: "You are my wife, in this life, you must tolerate me, don't try to run away from me." β
Luo Xiaoxiao: ???
Wait, is that what she said?
What she said was clearly mutual tolerance!
Don't take you to distort the original meaning so much!