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It's late at night, and it's cold.

The light in the bedroom was bright and dim, pitch black, and on that big bed, Jiang Yansheng was lying in the man's arms and crying gradually stopped, biting his lower lip lightly, and panting slightly.

Huo Xiumo lowered his head, a pitying kiss fell between her frowning brows, and his arms hugged the woman's crying and still shaking body, covering her with a quilt.

"Sleep, I'm here."

His voice was low and soft, right in his ear.

Jiang Yansheng moved slightly, stretched out his slender hand to hug the man's waist, buried his red face from crying in front of his strong chest, and said in a weak voice: "Huo Xiumo, you are like this every day?" ”

"Huh?"

"Is it to work in the company during the day, go home drunk at night, and then sleep with my clothes?"

Jiang Yansheng said it too bluntly, so that the man didn't want to admit it and couldn't find a reason to fool the past.

His body was close to her, his chest was rising and falling violently, his handsome nose sniffed heavily in the woman's hair, and his voice was thick and hoarse: "I miss you, I think too hard." ”

"You deserve it!"

Jiang Yansheng scolded him in a low voice.

Huo Xiumo saw that her anger almost disappeared after crying, and he let her scold, the woman's body fragrance made him smell the chaos of consciousness, and a deep sense of tiredness attacked.

He hadn't been so relaxed and hugged Jiang Yansheng to sleep for a long time, and when his eyes were closed, he couldn't resist the intense sleepiness in his mind.

"Huo Xiumer?"

Jiang Yansheng didn't speak for a while, but she heard the man's deep breathing, and she was a little surprised at the speed at which he fell asleep.

Didn't he still want to put her to sleep? How did you put yourself to sleep?

Screamed softly, but did not respond.

Jiang Yansheng sat up from Huo Xiumo's arms, hooked the hair on his cheeks behind his ears with his fingertips, and looked at him with his head down.

The man's facial features are deep, the side face line is perfectly dyed with a deep sense of exhaustion, and even when he sleeps, he is frowning, and his thin lips are habitually pursed.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes turned red when he saw it.

This man just has the ability to make her feel distressed.

She quietly watched Huo Xiumo sleep for five or six minutes before getting out of bed, and with a very light movement, she took the wine bottles all over the floor outside, and let the servants throw them away.

He came back and hung his clothes back in the closet one by one.

After Jiang Yansheng cleaned the messy bedroom a little, he looked at the wall, it was almost ten o'clock, and he opened the window to breathe, and the night outside was dark.

She turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up, and five minutes later, wrung out a wet towel.

Huo Xiumo's tall and straight body lay asleep on the bed, his breathing was deep and unchanging, and the slightest movement could not wake him up at all.

Jiang Yansheng walked over, only turned on a table lamp, and sat on the edge of the bed, her mood was almost stable, and she wiped his handsome face clean with a towel.

"If you have the ability, don't pretend to be pitiful with me here, the child is gone, and I feel uncomfortable, can you let this matter pass by locking me in the Huo family?"

Jiang Yansheng couldn't help but complain about him, knowing that this man couldn't hear at the moment, she still wanted to say the words she suppressed in her heart. "Huo Xiumo, don't you want to divorce because you love me?"

She lowered her eyes, staring at the man's sleeping features, and her red lips overflowed with extremely light words: "I long for you to love me, but I am afraid that you will love me." ”

It's very simple to fall in love with a woman, a few seconds of heartbeat is enough, and similarly, it's very simple to be afraid of a woman, as long as he knows her true face, will he feel extremely frightened?

The Huo family gave him a noble status and power, Huo Xiumo should take on the responsibility of the rise and fall of a family, even if he didn't care about her illness, but what about the Huo family?

Will she not consider that she is a schizophrenic woman, and the children born in the future will also be inherited?

If the next heir in the future is likely to suffer from a nervous disorder, it is the beginning of the demise of a family.

Jiang Yansheng took too many things into account, her own heart was almost loaded, and the deeper she fell into it, the more painful she couldn't break free.

She was wrong.

At the beginning, two years ago, she should not have obeyed the family's arrangement to marry Huo Xiumo, maybe so, in a few years, more than ten years later.

When she overhears the character of Huo Xiumo, she will suddenly think of the man who amazed her youth, and she will listen to her friend talk about his glorious life with a smile with an appreciative attitude.

Instead of ruining him step by step like now.

Jiang Yansheng buried his face in his big hand, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and he cried silently: "Huo Xiumo, if you don't love me, just be cruel to me, just let me hurt once, you love me like this, it will make me selfish, and I am even more reluctant to let you go." ”

She longed too much for a trace of warmth from Huo Xiumo, and lived with him in Dujingyuan every day, and the two of them ate and lived together, making it easy for her to attach to the warmth of this small home.

Jiang Yansheng cried for more than ten minutes, and his voice became hoarse.

She wiped away her tears and watched as the man's vision was blurred, but the words he spoke were clear. "I gave you a chance to escape from me in the hospital, and you don't want to go, Huo Xiumo, I won't let you go."

Her words seemed to be for the sleeping Huo Xiumo, and more like for herself.

Jiang Yansheng turned off the light and lay back beside him.

Even if Huo Xiumo was sleeping, as long as he felt the scent of a woman's fragrance, his big hand would automatically reach over and hug her.

It's an instinct, an instinct of a man to a woman.

Jiang Yansheng lay in front of his chest, her thick eyelashes covered her emotions, and she looked at the bare strong abdominal muscles at the unbuttoned button of the man's shirt.

began to recall in his mind that when the two kissed before, did he react?

It doesn't seem to be, and I can't remember it clearly.

Jiang Yansheng cried too much at that time, and was kicked by his throat, his brain began to lack oxygen seriously, and his eyes were all about this man.

So he didn't notice Huo Xiumo's tense body reaction, after he kissed her, he directly hugged her and lay on the bed.

Jiang Yansheng raised his eyes, glanced at the man's handsome and quiet side face, and slowly stretched out his hand to untie his belt.

In the dark bedroom, the sound of leather buttons being unfastened was clear.

Her eyes closed nervously, and she shrunk into the man's arms, but her slender and soft hands reached into his trousers.

One minute, or ten minutes?

Jiang Yansheng's cheeks were as red as rouge, and his hand reached back.

No response.

The result made her feel very mixed.

Huo Xiumo's eyes were closed, his breathing was not fluctuating, his whole body was tired for a long time, and it was hard to get a sleep, no matter how much he tossed him, he would not wake up easily.

"If you have to react, don't try to sleep well tonight." Jiang Yansheng whispered in his ear and kissed the man's side face again.

He wanted to be hard during the time she wasn't at home, and the woman called Sheng Er couldn't explain it clearly.

Jiang Yansheng was quiet and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This is also the most restful sleep she has had after giving birth.

But.

Jiang Yansheng didn't expect that she would come out tonight.

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