Chapter 63 Who is the junior?

I don't know how long he was hugging him, until his arm was a little numb and she moved uncomfortably, he let go of her.

She turned around and stood on tiptoe to touch his face, "No matter what, I will always be by your side, don't be too tired, otherwise, I will feel distressed." ”

Such a domineering declaration came out of her mouth, but it added a bit of sweetness, he smiled slightly, lowered his head, and pecked lightly on her lips, "Since I married you as Mrs. Huo, I will definitely be responsible for you, don't think about it all day long." ”

With that, he reached out and rubbed his palm over her jet-black hair.

She stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, completely looking like a child, "I know, Mr. Huo......"

She deliberately dragged the word "Mr. Huo" for a long time, and waited for him to frown before asking her, "What did you just say?" Then she ran away mischievously.

Looking at her naughty appearance, he also smiled, maybe because he was too ambiguous just now, at this time, he felt a little thirsty, picked up the water cup, and asked, "Miss Xia, do you want to drink something?" ”

For his hospitality, she was naturally polite, "A cup of coffee, add sugar, thank you." ”

When he brought it up, she took it sweetly, watching her keep blowing on the mouth of the cup, and he looked at it dotingly, "Be careful, it's hot." ”

She hummed softly and took a sip into the cup, the first feeling was jerky and bitter......

"Ah......h

Looking at her expression, he couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong?" ”

She smiled slightly, "It's okay, it's just hot." ”

……

originally thought that he would go to An An first, but he didn't expect that An An would take the initiative to contact her before she acted.

She clearly remembered the mantissa of the mobile phone number An An called that day, and it was precisely because of that string of numbers that she was worried for I don't know how many days.

When Huo Beixiao went out to negotiate business, the same number called her desk again.

She was making papers, and when she saw the phone number, she was shocked, but she didn't want to knock over the water glass next to her.

The thick tea water soaked the entire document, and the tea stains climbed wantonly on the paper, leaving hideous traces one after another.

Documents, I'm afraid it's going to be done all over again.

She couldn't help but smile wryly, and then picked up the phone that made her not know how much courage she had to muster.

She didn't speak, and the other party didn't speak, only the sound of two people's breathing passed through the phone, letting each other know that someone was answering the other.

She was the first to lose her breath, not that she was in a hurry to defend her sovereignty, nor that she had the momentum of a shrew scolding the street, but these things were something she had to face sooner or later, and the grievances between her and An An would have to be resolved sooner or later, right?

And like in the past conversations with customers, her tone was not domineering, nor grovel, just out of politeness, and her voice was also touching and good, "Hey? ”

"Who are you?" It was another voice from the other side of the phone, with a questioning tone, not friendly.

"I ......" As soon as the words came out, she was stunned again, she didn't know whether she should face the girl he used to be able to use as Huo Beixiao's secretary or Mrs. Huo's identity, and now she has been replaced by herself.

Stunned, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then said, "I'm Mr. Huo's secretary." ”

Like Huo Beixiao, she is also out of guilt, although Huo Beixiao is good to her and has a great relationship with An An, but Huo Beixiao fell in love with her and had nothing to do with An An, but she still didn't want to hurt her, the little princess in Huo Beixiao's memory.

The other side of the phone laughed contemptuously, I don't know if it was out of mockery, this laughter made Xia Nuanxin frown.

"You are Xia Nuanxin." Obviously, Murong An already knew her identity, and asked her straight without any roundabouts.

She smiled, and for some reason, her heart at this time was as calm as a pool of lake water, without waves, "Yes." ”

"My name is Murong An." The other party's tone seemed to be a little more friendly, "I know, you are Brother Xiao's wife." After finishing speaking, Murong An actually laughed to himself.

Xia Nuan couldn't help but hesitate, Brother Xiao? Are the memories of more than ten years ago really evolving so fast?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Murong An's tone softened again, "I, can I see you?" ”

Murong An was completely in the state of the little sister next door, but she couldn't let go of the guard in her heart, but she still agreed, "Okay, you tell me a time and place, and I will go over." ”

Seeing that she agreed, Murong An couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Then now, I'm already in the café downstairs of the Huo Group, with shawl hair and a white skirt." ”

This, obviously, was prepared for a long time, but it was waiting for her to agree.

"Okay."

She hung up the phone and looked down at herself, still wearing meticulous overalls, do you want to change?

Then, after thinking about it, I still gave up and dealt with this matter in a normal state, which seemed to be the best result.

Despite working hours, Huo's Group's humanized management still allows employees to have half an hour to have afternoon tea, for example, now.

When she pushed open the door of the café, not far away, an innocent-looking girl was adding sugar to her coffee cup.

There seems to be a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, and the fine hair falls on the cheeks, with an indescribable charm, which is not a country and a city, but it is very attractive.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to walk over or not.

As if Yu Guang glanced at her, Murong An raised his head and looked at her, while showing a sweet smile, "You are Sister Xin." ”

Her tone made Xia Nuanxin even begin to wonder if the person who had just called her was the same person she met now. Murong An on the phone is not like this, domineering, like a hedgehog full of thorns, but now, he is pitiful, like a docile little white rabbit.

"You're ......" fiercely, she didn't even know what to call her.

It seemed that seeing her hesitation, Murong An smiled, "Sister Xin just calls me Murong An." ”

Although there was nothing inaudible from the tone, Murong An had already defended her rights inadvertently, and An An was the exclusive title between her and Huo Beixiao.

"Murong ...... Ann," she squinted as she jerky spat out the words, "You're looking for me, what's the matter?" ”

I don't want to, such a question actually made Murong An subconsciously lower his head, "Two days ago, An An was sick, and he was helpless in Ruan Cheng, so he called Brother Xiao in desperation, Brother Xiao's meticulous care, presumably there must have been a slight misunderstanding with Sister Xin, so An An wanted to invite Sister Xin to drink a cup of coffee, which can be regarded as making amends." ”

Sure enough, his night's non-return was related to Murong An, nothing more than reason, only about love, and she was a little jealous.

Carefully savoring Murong An's words just now, it seems that it is not like he is here to make amends, but like he is here to add to the blockage.

She smiled, raised the watch on her wrist and looked at the time, "Miss Murong, you are too polite, Beixiao should take care of you, you don't need to apologize to me, he has already explained to me, the time for me to come out is almost up, you drink here slowly first, I still have work to do." ”

After her words, Murong An's face couldn't help but change, in the end, he was still too young, compared to the old drama bones like Mo Yixuan and Mo Ting, who acted in emotional dramas, it was simply a small thing.

She smiled, turned around and took out her wallet, and settled the bill at the bar, "You came all the way here, how can you ask me to do it again?" This time the coffee, my sister-in-law pleased, by the way, the Orizaba here is good, but the taste is slightly bitter, you can taste it. ”

After finishing speaking, she stretched out a hand, signaled to Murong An, and then went up.

Today's meeting was not what she expected, but Murong An's words seemed to have thorns everywhere, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

At night, she still entered Huo Beixiao's bedroom.

He had just taken a shower, opened the bedroom door, and at first glance, he saw her.

She always gives him all kinds of surprises, and it seems that she can never guess her thoughts.

In fact, she is very simple, just in love with him, but insecure.

He smiled and looked at her lying on the bed, "Are you going to sleep here tonight?" ”

She nodded, without the slightest reason, in fact, she was not ready to dedicate herself at the age of 21, but, her intuition told her that the man in front of her was worthy of her reliance.

"Can you tell me why? Because of this, it really caught me off guard. He smiled helplessly, "If it's because of An An's business, you can rest assured, the person in my heart has always been you, don't be in such a hurry to give it to me, it's not too late to wait for you to think about it, I'm willing to wait." ”

Maybe it's the recent events that have really made him a little anxious, and he wants to be responsible for this relationship, and at the same time, he also wants to be responsible for her.

Seeing her somewhat lost look, he smiled, walked to the edge of the bed and lowered his head and kissed her forehead, but he didn't want to, he leaned over to meet her lips.

She stretched out her hand and hooked his neck, trying to meet it, for her kissing skills, she was about to cry, she was really useless, she had been kissed by him so many times, and she still couldn't kiss her.

Her sudden initiative made him freeze in place, taking advantage of the moment when she was ventilating, "Girl, you are playing with fire." ”

If she messed around for a while, he couldn't guarantee that he still had enough fortitude to suppress the fire in his heart.

Fortunately, she just finished kissing and didn't make any more movements.

He covered her with the quilt and "saved our best night for the day of our wedding." ”

These were the last words he said as he walked out the door.