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Bu Yue looked at the woman standing in the store in front of her wearing an elegant long dress and delicate black hair, who had always been the best at looking at people's faces, and had a little guess in her heart, and asked her: "Mrs. Huo wants to get a tattoo?" ”

Last time, Jiang Yansheng washed off the tattoo at his navel and pestered Huo Xiumo to say that he would not tattoo it, and the picture was still vivid.

Jiang Yansheng was a little hesitant, but when she walked in, she sat down and nodded: "Show me the pattern." ”

Buyue nodded and smiled: "Okay." ”

……

……

Nine o'clock, Huo family.

Hoshomo grabbed his blazer and car keys in his big hand and was about to leave.

Mrs. Huo: "Don't stay here overnight?" ”

"No, the sound is still at home." Huo Xiumo's thin lips tugged lightly, and he lit a cigarette between his long knobby fingers.

Speaking of her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Huo was still a little angry in her heart: "Don't get used to her too much, at first she looked like she had a good personality, and the more she got along, the more tempered she became." ”

Huo Xiumo frowned and took a puff of his cigarette: "Mom, she remembered to buy you a gift last time she went shopping." ”

"What?"

"Last time, I had to forcibly make love to her before, and she was scared before she missed and injured me, she was very guilty about this, and if you and Dad asked her about the crime, she didn't dare to come to Huo's house to give you a gift."

Huo Xiumo's tone was indifferent, and he reminded Mrs. Huo of the old matter.

Mrs. Huo's face changed, and she said, "Then she can't speak disrespectfully to my mother-in-law." ”

As long as she thought of being confronted by Jiang Yansheng in public at Huo's house half a month ago, Mrs. Huo was so heartbroken that she wanted to die.

"Then I told her not to come." Huo Xiumo's thin lips swallowed clouds and mist, and his posture was casual.

As soon as this sentence came out, Mrs. Huo couldn't do it again.

"What do you mean for her not to come, she gave birth to a grandson to the Huo family in the future, and she won't come?"

"Mom, you don't like her, how can you like her to give birth." Huo Xiumo glanced at his mother quietly, his thin lips twitched, and he pretended to be careless: "Just let her hold your grandson at home alone, anyway, you don't let me get used to her." ”

Mrs. Huo's chest suffocated: "You don't tell me these shadowless things, and when she can give birth to her grandson, she is talking." ”

"Mom, don't you want it if it's a granddaughter?"

"You kid, you know that you hurt your daughter-in-law and get angry with me, right?" Mrs. Huo glared at him.

Not to mention grandchildren's, as long as it is her son's seed, it is the Huo family's precious golden pimple.

Huo Xiumo lightly hooked his thin lips, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and put his hand in his trouser pocket: "Let's go, next time I bring the sound back, and ask her to bring the gift I bought for you." ”

"What did you buy?"

Mrs. Huo's curiosity was aroused, but Huo Xiumo didn't say a word.

……

Huo Xiumo walked out of Huo's house and called Jiang Yansheng, she was coming out of Buyue's tattoo parlor, standing alone under the street lamp, and told him the address softly.

She hadn't eaten dinner yet, and there happened to be a small noodle restaurant next to her, Jiang Yansheng thought that Huo Xiumo wouldn't be able to pick her up for a while, so she walked over.

"Boss, don't put spicy in a bowl of noodles."

Jiang Yansheng sat in a conspicuous seat at the door, and ordered it casually.

"Okay, do you want a side dish?" In the kitchen, the owner quickly came out and poured her a cup of hot water.

"No thanks."

Jiang Yansheng didn't have much appetite, but suddenly remembered to eat.

She brushed the hair of her cheeks behind her ears, revealing a delicate, unsmiling face, and sat there unusually quietly.

When Huo Xiumo arrived by car, he got out of the car and saw a woman sitting in a noodle shop facing the street.

She was wearing a long skirt and her body was very thin, and she was eating with her head down, and her expression was light, and she didn't know whether it was delicious or unpalatable.

Huo Xiumo was inexplicable, and the heart in his chest seemed to be grabbed by something, which was extremely uncomfortable.

His eyes tightened, and he strode towards the noodle shop with long legs.

……

A trace of hair hung down, Jiang Yansheng raised his head, stretched out his fingertips to brush it behind his ears, and couldn't help but see the handsome man who appeared in front of him.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "You're here." ”

Huo Xiumo's indifferent eyes swept the pasta in her bowl, and his tall body sat opposite the woman, and said, "Eat this at night?" ”

"I've eaten, and I suddenly want to eat noodles again." Jiang Yansheng's bowl of noodles is just a few vegetable leaves, looking at the clear soup and little water.

Her ability to lie in front of men has been practiced to the point that her face does not change, her white fingers put down her chopsticks, and her tone is slow: "I just want to taste it." ”

"Well, what did you eat at night?"

Huo Xiumo stared at the woman's smiling face with deep eyes, and always felt that she was tired from laughing, so he didn't want to miss a trace of her expression change.

"Steak, it's not tasty."

Jiang Yan's words fell, so she got up to pay, and she only ate a few bites of this bowl of noodles.

Huo Xiumo paid the money first, and walked out with her cool hand in his big hand.

Perhaps thinking that her hands were too cold, she took off her blazer and put it on the woman.

His strong long arms naturally wrapped around her waist and carefully escorted her into the car.

Jiang Yansheng's waist was a little uncomfortable, and after sitting up, he leaned back in the chair, a pair of soft eyes squinted slightly, and quietly looked at the man's handsome and perfect side face.

Huo Xiumo looked at her powerful appearance, and put his palm on her forehead: "You are not in the right mood tonight, you are very tired?" ”

"I'm not emotional, I'm right." The corners of her lips kept smiling.

"You have."

As this woman's closest pillow person, Huo Xiumo was keenly aware of her strangeness.

At this moment, Jiang Yansheng and him seem to be intimate but have a sense of alienation.

"It's really not, it's just a little tired, today Nanxuna and the hospital run at both ends." Jiang Yansheng said, slowly closing his eyes.

Huo Xiumo stopped talking when he saw that she was very tired, and drove back in silence.

After nearly an hour of driving, Jiang Yansheng fell asleep not long after, breathing evenly and thinly, and holding the Chinese medicine tightly in his hands.

Huo Xiumo held the steering wheel while looking at the sleeping woman from time to time with deep eyes.

When he got home, he parked the car at the door of the villa, moved very lightly, unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and walked to the woman to open the door.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes were closed, who was still there.

He stretched out his long arms and carried the thin woman out and walked in, full of tenderness, and her cheek was pressed against her chest in front of her chest.

"Sir."

When the servant saw that the man had returned, he came out of the kitchen.

Huo Xiumo told her to keep quiet and step upstairs.

……

The cosy bedroom was lit up with a lamp, and the curtains on the balcony were not closed, so that the light was not too dim.

Huo Xiumo put the woman on the huge bed, and he leaned down and stretched out his slender palm to straighten out her slightly messy hair.

Suddenly......

Jiang Yansheng opened a pair of closed eyes and looked at him coldly.

"My back hurts."

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