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Jiang Yansheng's little face was still pale and bloodless, Nan Xun was angry, and he could only scold a few words, and finally booked a flight ticket for her.

"You just do it, sooner or later, Huo Xiumo will be tossed by you and don't want you, you will cry."

Nanxun sat on the edge of the bed and pulled up a chair.

Jiang Yan scolded her, pursed her lips and said very stubbornly: "He is a person, even a hair on his body is mine, and he can't do it if he doesn't want me." ”

"I said, Little Ancestor, where did you learn this domineering energy? It's just that Huo Xiumo can make you abuse like this, and if you want to change someone else, you will divorce you in minutes. Nanxun laughed angrily at her, and wanted to scold again.

"Really!"

"I found that Huo Xiumo's style is a little stronger, and he is not reasonable, but these are not important, in front of you, it is not worth mentioning at all, you are the most unreasonable."

"Nanxun, don't talk about it." Jiang Yansheng interrupted her words, wrapped in the quilt and turned around silently, and said in a trembling voice: "I feel uncomfortable. ”

“……”

Is it okay to pretend to be weak and foul for her like this?

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In a business building in the United States, several men in suits and leather shoes signed contracts in the conference room, shook hands, and walked out side by side.

Huo Xiumo has the capital to make women flock to it, one of the female project managers, tall and sexy, took the initiative to leave a phone call, and the hints of adults don't need to be anything, a look is enough.

Secretary Li peeked at his own Mr. Huo's ascetic face, no, it was indifferent, it didn't look like he would have the heart to make an appointment in a foreign country. Cannon's.

"Ahem."

Secretary Li coughed and stepped forward: "Mr. Huo, it's been a whole day, don't you call your wife?" ”

Huo Xiumo stepped into the elevator, stood tall and tall, his hands in his trouser pockets, and ignored his words.

"Ye Mi said that Mrs. has a low-grade fever, it seems that it is because she has a cold when she sleeps at night, so I don't know if her condition will worsen tonight." Secretary Li followed up, and was suspected of exaggeration.

Huo Xiumo lifted his eyelids, and when he opened his originally deep voice, he was a little cold: "Do you want to worry about her, I'll buy you a ticket to fly back?" ”

Secretary Li lowered his head and immediately shut up.

He didn't feel at ease, he was afraid that Mr. Huo would have a calm face and wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

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The balcony was not curtained, the cold wind suddenly invaded, and the bedroom was even darker, and the white wall hung with a clock, which had pointed to ten o'clock in the night.

Jiang Yansheng sat on the sofa with his knees huddled, his long eyelashes drooping, hiding the true emotions under his eyes.

She stayed like this until the faint sound of the door opening broke the silence in the room.

Huo Xiumo came back from the party, his long fingers pulled his tie, and his steps were deliberately light, thinking that the woman had fallen asleep on the bed, and after pushing the door, he found a thin and slender figure on the sofa through the shallow moonlight.

His inky eyes narrowed slightly, and his big slender hand let go of the doorknob and closed it gently.

The temperature of the room was much lower than usual, a cold wind blew in through the balcony window, and Jiang Yansheng was only wearing a knitted skirt and did not change into a nightgown.

Hoshomo stepped over, his large hand touching her thin shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yansheng's eyelashes that had been hanging low for a long time were raised, looking at his three-dimensional facial features hidden in the dim light, perhaps because of the silence of the night, whether it was his eyes or voice, listening to his ears, it was particularly warm.

Her red lips moved, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Huo Xiumo's slender and good-looking long fingers caressed her cheeks, the touch was gentle, and in the next second, he bowed his head, and his lips were close to each other, and he clearly felt each other's breath.

His eyes were dark, and there was a scorching heat that could not be concealed.

Jiang Yansheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dry murmur overflowed his red lips: "I miss Ji Wenlun." ”

Huo Xiumo's heart in his chest tightened in vain, his facial features looked restrained and forbearing, and his voice was slightly deep: "Am I not good enough for you?" Why think about him. ”

Jiang Yansheng sat on the sofa, shrouded by his tall body, but his back seemed to be cold without temperature, and his fingertips silently tightened the pillow.

Under the man's elite gaze, the corners of her eyes were very sour, and her face was pale and unsightly: "I just miss him...... I think there's something he can do. ”

To say that Huo Xiumo could bear it just now, now his handsome face was gloomy as water, and he did not hide his anger without concealing his anger, and he drank again, and the strong smell of wine on his suit did not dissipate.

In the face of Jiang Yansheng, he lowered his head and cried, like a wronged person.

Huo Xiumo's tall body stood up, his eyebrows became fierce, and he said coldly: "If you miss him, you are not allowed to contact him." ”

Jiang Yansheng raised his head slowly, his little face was as pale as snow, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at him with tears.

Huo Xiumo's extreme anger was provoked like this, he usually put her in the palm of his hand and spoiled her, but as a result, he cried with him at night, saying that he wanted other men?

He looked cold and open: "I drank a lot at the wine party, Jiang Yansheng, you don't mess with me now." ”

Jiang Yansheng bit her lip, and the atmosphere in the master bedroom became very stiff.

Huo Xiumo's eyes tightened and stared at her for a long time, and for a while, she could hardly do anything.

You can't fight fiercely, and you have to take into account her emotions.

The emotion in his chest became more and more depressed, he threw his suit jacket on the sofa and threw down a sentence coldly: "It seems that I have spoiled you." ”

Bang.

The door to the master bedroom was slammed shut, as if to show the man's anger.

Jiang Yansheng breathed a little harder, his pursed red lips showed a hint of stubbornness, and his body sitting on the sofa stiffened, and he didn't move for a long time.

Her eyelashes lifted slightly, and she stared at the closed door in a daze.

As the clock on the wall ticked to almost 12 a.m., there was not the slightest movement outside the door.

Jiang Yansheng got up slowly.

She opened the door and went out, and saw that the crack in the door of the study was slightly bright, and there was light shining through, so she knocked on the door.

First tone.

There was no movement in the study, and all that echoed in the corridor was the sound of her knocking on the door.

Jiang Yansheng knocked again, even if it was very soft, in the dead of night, Huo Xiumo could hear it.

The ending is still the same.

The corners of her lips tugged at the corners of her lips and she lowered her hand.

In fact, I have known for a long time that Huo Xiumo's temperament will not open the door easily.

Outside, after two knocks, it didn't knock.

In the study.

Huo Xiumo sat at the desk with a gloomy expression, pointed at the cigarette, the thick white smoke swirled in the air, and stared at the door for a long time with his eyebrows raised.

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