Jiang Yansheng sat on the chair, showing off his snow-white beautiful back, and even his beautiful long hair was elegantly coiled up, revealing a delicate face with heavy makeup and light makeup, and his bloodshot eyes revealed some emotion, staring at the indifferent silhouette of the man's side face.

She said there was no driver to pick her up tonight.

Huo Xiumo's inky eyes swept straight towards her, and at this moment, the lights of the charity party were extinguished, leaving only a few bunches on the stage.

Jiang Yansheng couldn't see the man's face clearly, and could only vaguely see Huo Xiumo in the shadows, and his thin lips were pursed tightly when he was clearly extinguished.

She couldn't help but hold her breath, and took the initiative to stretch out her white and cold hand to cover the back of the man's hand.

On stage, the host is interacting with the guests of the invitees.

When I also started to read the charity list, what I didn't expect was that the word Huo Moshen appeared twice on the screen on the stage.

Jiang Yansheng subconsciously turned her head, her eyes looked at the man's handsome and tight face, even if it was so cold that there was no trace of temperature, it also made her really feel that there was a blood connection between the two.

Huo Xiumo didn't leave her hand until the end of the party.

Jiang Yansheng was wearing a luxurious dress, and she was stepping on twelve centimeter high heels, so she naturally couldn't walk fast, she could only lift the hem of her skirt and follow behind Huo Xiumo's indifferent figure.

Almost everyone present looked at each other as if they were not.

In the past four years, Jiang Yansheng has endured too many strange scrutinies, so that Jiang Yansheng no longer cares, she looked at the man who was surrounded by people and walked out, her footsteps paused for a moment, closed her sour eyes, and still walked forward.

It was cool at night outside, Jiang Yansheng was wearing very thin, and the skin on her beautiful back had been blown by the cold wind, she saw Huo Xiumo sitting in the car, her red lips pursed very hard, she was betting, betting that he didn't let the driver drive away.

Because she walked too slowly, Jiang Yansheng already felt that her steps were a little stiff, and when she approached step by step, she saw Huo Xiumo getting into the car, but there was no movement, and the tension in her heart improved slightly.

The white hand gripped the handlebars and opened the back seat.

Jiang Yansheng bent in, and the temperature in the car was in stark contrast with the outside, and there was a moment of warmth.

Although her improvement was not very good, she relied on heavy makeup to cover it, and under the bright lights, she was unhealthy pale, and whispered to Huo Xiumo: "Shall we pick up the child?" ”

The driver in front automatically separates the back seat from the front of the car, creating an enclosed space.

Jiang Yansheng took the initiative to ask him.

Huo Xiumo's dark eyes finally looked over and swept across her face.

It can be seen that Jiang Yansheng is smiling strongly, she takes the initiative to show weakness, and there are very complex emotions hidden in her eyes, staring at him, and she does not avoid her gaze.

The two faced each other for a few seconds, and he suddenly reached out his slender hand and grabbed her wrist.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes trembled, and he looked at him again.

The man was indifferent all night, and for some reason which tendon provoked his anger, and some emotions came inexplicably, and he dragged her over.

Jiang Yansheng couldn't help but exhale softly, and when he came back to his senses, the skirt with a big and beautiful back on his body had been torn.

Huo Xiumo looked at it and it seemed to be extremely unsightly.

He tore it up, and his indifferent face didn't look like he was doing anything bad.

Even, he pressed her in the back seat, and the strong man's body was something that Jiang Yansheng's slight strength couldn't push away.

He bowed his head, his thin lips pursed and began to kiss her without any rules.

Jiang Yansheng's skin is very tender, even better than those girls in their early twenties, and after being rubbed by the stubble on Huo Xiumo's jaw, it is faintly red.

He grabbed the back of her head with his big and powerful hands, not giving the woman a chance to dodge at all.

Jiang Yansheng's black hair was scattered, and her makeup was messed up, and she was tightly controlled in the back seat, and everywhere the man's hot palm went, it caused her body to tremble.

In this car, she didn't expect Huo Xiumo to suddenly be a beast, and wanted to push, but her fingertips touched his chest under his expensive cloth shirt again, and she vaguely felt a deep scar, which made her hesitate for a moment.

In the end, I could only bite my lip and endure it, and tears overflowed the corners of my eyes.

……

Half an hour's drive.

The driver drove all the way to the destination, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

When it arrived, the movement in the back seat of the closed car gradually stopped, and soon, Huo Xiumo got out of the car in a black and neat suit, and slammed the door shut.

Jiang Yansheng didn't get out of the car, he walked forward with long legs, taking advantage of his face.

Next to the helicopter, Xiao Mo hooked the little thumb of the Seventh Master of He, and rubbed his palm with a soft and smooth face, and the coquettish strength was not good.

"Uncle Seven." He tilted his little head and screamed milkily.

Seeing Huo Xiumo's figure, the seventh master of the crane patted the little guy's head with his palm: "Your daddy is here." ”

The little guy turned around, and sure enough, he saw Daddy.

Huo Xiumo approached, looked at the Seventh Master of the Crane with a deep gaze, and chatted a few words closely.

The time was almost up, and the two were ready to leave.

Xiao Mo ran to his father's side with a deep click, grabbed his suit pants, and raised a chubby little hand, his face was vaguely reluctant, but he obediently said goodbye to Seventh Master He and Ye Coffin.

"Huo Ye, let's go." Ye coffin was in the window of the helicopter, revealing a beautiful face, and the smile was quite meaningful. He waved to the child again, and slowly rose and left the place.

After seeing the Seventh Master of the Crane and Ye Coffin leave, Huo Xiumo picked up the child and returned.

Xiao Moshen thought that only Daddy would pick him up, but he didn't expect that after getting in the car, when he saw Jiang Yansheng wrapped in a blanket and leaning on the back seat, he immediately called: "Mom! ”

Jiang Yansheng's evening dress was torn and couldn't be seen, her long hair was messy and a little embarrassed, but fortunately, the child was still young and couldn't see anything.

Her white arms reached out from the tightly wrapped blanket and took the child from Huo Xiumo's hand.

As soon as Xiao Moshen returned to his mother's arms, he hugged him tightly with his two little arms, which made Jiang Yansheng's heart soft and unspeakable.

I haven't seen her all afternoon, is the child dependent on her?

Huo Xiumo also got into the car, and the driver turned around again.

As a result, Jiang Yansheng's idea hadn't come to him for long, and the car hadn't driven much distance, when Xiao Moshen in his arms suddenly howled and cried, and his little body trembled.

This made Jiang Yansheng a little dazed, and subconsciously looked at Huo Xiumo with an indifferent face on the side.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The car was full of the little guy's crying voices, and in his heart, he had already attributed the Seventh Master of the Crane and Ye Coffin to his family, and the family had now left and returned to the country Z that he was familiar with.

He still has to stay in Wancheng with his father, and he knows sadness at a young age, so he just holds it outside.

Now being held by his mother, Xiao Moshen couldn't help crying, trembling and twitching.

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