Chapter 380: She wanted to speak, but found that her tongue hurt.

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Huo Xiumo's thin lips kissed the woman's soft lips, and the hot and powerful long tongue was domineering into it, sucking the tip of her tongue hard, and the slender hand clasped the back of the woman's head at the same time.

He kissed wildly, as if he wanted to vent all his suppressed feelings in this kiss, and heavy gasps filled the two of them.

"Voice." Huo Xiumo's fierce kiss gradually regained its calm, thin lips pecked at the corners of her lips and cheeks, and her voice was hoarse and overflowed her throat.

Jiang Yansheng's eyelashes were closed, and he didn't react.

"Ahem, I was a little heavier just now." Nanxun watched a kissing scene for free, although it was a man's unilateral initiative, it was also slightly embarrassing to watch.

Huo Xiumo's dark and indifferent eyes swept over, and the look seemed to blame her for hurting her own woman.

Nanxunhuo came suddenly: "Mr. Huo, if you are divorced, you still come to pester your ex-wife, won't this kind of behavior be very tasteless?" โ€

Huo Xiumo's thin lips were pursed, suppressing some emotions.

Nan Xun raised his eyebrows, first glanced at Jiang Yansheng who was unconscious in his arms, and didn't wake up, so he broke the man's trick on the spot: "You and Shengsheng are not divorced, right?" โ€

Huo Xiumo's eyes suddenly became cold and abnormal, and he spoke openly, with a threatening meaning: "Nanxun, a smart woman can live a long time." โ€

"Mr. Huo, what's the use of you threatening me here? Shengsheng was too sad to react, and I don't need to say that she will be suspicious sooner or later. Nan Xun looked at the decadent appearance of his baby Jiang Yansheng, and he was inexplicably bold.

"That's my business, too."

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Nan Xun was angry and laughed at his tough attitude: "Okay, Mr. Huo, you are amazing." โ€

Huo Xiumo hugged Jiang Yansheng tightly with his arms and walked towards his car.

Nan Xun opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered the grievance picture of Jiang Yansheng shouting Huo Xiumo's name before he was drunk, so the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

Forget it, don't stop it.

Huo Xiumo took two steps with long legs, turned around coldly, and said coldly: "Keep the door, I will carry her up before dawn." โ€

Nan Xun couldn't get used to his high-minded posture, really, no wonder Jiang Yansheng wanted to quarrel with him for three days.

"Why don't you take her back?" Nanxun began to pretend to be stupid.

Huo Xiumo's facial features sank: "You want to be blocked by me?" โ€

...... "Speak well, who are you threatening?"

"Take care of her, don't say a word in front of her if you shouldn't say anything, otherwise, I see who dares to give you resources in Wancheng." Huo Xiumo had a cold face, let alone threatening Nanxun, even if it was Jiang Yansheng, he still used his power to persecute him.

If Nan Xun hadn't been afraid that Jiang Yansheng's illness would be exposed in front of Huo Xiumo before, he would have known that he wouldn't have knocked her unconscious, seeing if he was still arrogant.

She endured it and asked Huo Xiumo a question: "Mr. Huo, have you cheated?" โ€

Huo Xiu silently spat out a few words from his thin lips: "This is not something you should care about. โ€

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This night.

Jiang Yansheng felt that she was sleeping very unsteadily, and a warm breath was shining in her ears, as if someone had been talking to her.

But I couldn't remember a single word.

Suddenly, her closed eyes opened hard.

Jiang Yansheng gasped slightly, staring at the white ceiling in a daze.

"My little ancestor, you have finally woken up."

Nearby, a familiar female voice came, very close.

Jiang Yansheng's vision became clear little by little, she turned her head mechanically, and saw Nan Xun lying on the edge of the bed with a pillow, supporting her chin with one hand.

"I ......" she tried to speak, but found her tongue hurting.

"Do you want to drink water?" Nan Xun took a water cup from the bedside table and handed it over.

Jiang Yansheng needed water, so he took it unceremoniously and drank a few sips.

Her voice was also hoarse, and her tongue hurt a little when she spoke, a little inexplicable: "How much did I drink last night?" โ€

"Almost emptied my wine cabinet." Nanxun looked at the woman's blank white little face, and asked her tentatively: "Shengsheng, do you remember last night?" โ€

"What do you remember?"

Jiang Yansheng's slender fingers covered his neck, and his eyebrows were twisted: "Did I quarrel with you and fight?" Why does the back of the neck hurt too. โ€

Nanxun was a little weak-hearted, and it seemed that he didn't remember anything.

"Ahem, you got drunk and fell yourself." She told a lie.

Jiang Yan was convinced, and rubbed his neck with his fingertips: "I won't drink it next time." โ€

Nan Xun didn't hear this kind of thing.

Say that every time, and empty her wine cabinet every time.

Jiang Yansheng was a little uncomfortable after lying down for a long time, and he lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

She had just sat up, her brow furrowed again.

Nan Xun observed the subtle changes in her expression and said nervously, "What's wrong?" โ€

Jiang Yansheng lowered her head, her hair scattered to cover her eyes, and she looked at her beautiful legs with some doubts: "I dreamed of a man last night?" โ€

"How?"

"It's a little ......" wet.

Jiang Yansheng was very dazed, and went to the bathroom to change his underwear first.

She fell into her own world and didn't notice Nanxun's complicated eyes.

Nanxun wanted to say it, but he didn't dare to say it.

At five o'clock in the morning, Huo Xiumo carried Jiang Yansheng back to the apartment, put him on this bed himself, and watched it for ten minutes before leaving.

Who knows, what Huo Xiumo did to Jiang Yansheng in the second half of the night.

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It was almost ten o'clock, Jiang Yansheng took a clean and comfortable bath and sat at the dining table with Nanxun to eat.

Both of them were quiet at first, and by the time they had eaten, they were almost done.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his eyelashes and said calmly: "I explained everything to you last night?" โ€

"Hmm." Nanxun glanced at the box in the corner.

Jiang Yansheng breathed slightly, and poured a glass of water to drink.

After waiting for a while, he suppressed his emotions and asked, "How much did you say?" โ€

"You confessed your illness to me." Nanxun thought about it for a while, and then said, "I'm still crying and saying that I miss Huo Xiumo." โ€

Jiang Yansheng held the fingers of the water cup and froze suddenly.

Nanxun continued: "I have been calling him by name all night. โ€

Jiang Yansheng's heart was entangled by the sour taste, almost making her face white, and she forced her to hold on to the surface: "I'm drunk, so it's like this." โ€

"Actually, you love him......"

"I'm drunk." Jiang Yansheng interrupted Nan Xun's words, not wanting to listen.

Nan Xun didn't say anything: "Okay, you're drunk." โ€

Jiang Yansheng put down the water glass, there was a very faint and almost suppressed emotion between her soft eyebrows and eyes, and she slowly covered her face with her hands, very tired.

"Shengsheng, you still have a job, we can make a lot of money, don't think about those who are unhappy." Nanxun comforted her.

Jiang Yansheng laughed at himself with a smile on his lips: "However, there is nothing happy in my memory." โ€

"Shengsheng, you take men too seriously now." Nanxun couldn't say that she was a person from the past, but she saw the fate from her own mother who died of cancer, and told Jiang Yansheng: "You will die in this way." โ€

Jiang Yansheng raised his head, his eyes were red: "I have no one to love, and no one loves me, what is the difference between living like this and the walking dead?" โ€