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The bathroom door was opened suddenly, and Li Xin knocked on the door and looked at the woman who came out of it.

Jiang Yansheng in her eyes seemed to be in a collapsed mood at this moment, and there was a rare trace of coldness and weirdness between her eyebrows, and even her eyes were dark and cold.

Li Xin looked at her.

For a long time, the hand hanging at his side slowly clenched.

……

Out of the company, on the road, Jiang Yansheng was unusually calm, and she gave Li Xin the feeling that she had taken off the cloak of hypocrisy and revealed her true face.

When he arrived at Huo's house, Jiang Yadong closed the door of the study with Huo Guangsheng and told Li Xin to take care of his daughter.

And Mrs. Huo had insomnia all night, her head was swollen and painful, and when she saw Jiang Yansheng, she was so angry that she raised her hand and was about to slap her on the spot.

When his fingers were still a piece of paper away from his face, Jiang Yansheng held Mrs. Huo's wrist, and his eyes were faintly cold.

"How dare you fight back?" Mrs. Huo was anguina by her attitude, and even her hands were shaking.

Jiang Yansheng's bloodless face had no emotion, no one paid attention to it, and the curvature of his lips seemed to be sarcastic: "If you dare to hurt my body, I will return ten times ten times to your son." ”

Mrs. Huo was so angry that she almost fainted: "You, you can't do it!" ”

Jiang Yansheng glanced at Li Xin at the end of his eyes, pushed Mrs. Huo to her, and didn't have the patience to waste time with a collapsed middle-aged woman, so he directly asked the servant of the Huo family in a cold voice: "Where is Huo Xiumo?" ”

The servant was afraid of the cold and glamorous woman in front of him, and bowed his head and said, "In the ancestral hall." ”

"Lead the way."

This old mansion, Jiang Yansheng is not familiar at all.

……

"Young lady, the eldest young master still has injuries that have not been bandaged, and Mr. does not let Mrs. send medicine in to him, this is some external application."

The maid took Jiang Yansheng to the ancestral hall and gave her the medicine.

Seeing her cold face, she didn't refuse, and said: "After the eldest young master was served by the family law last night, his body was bloody, and he ran to fight with the second young master again, and the injury was even more serious." ”

"Can you hurt yourself by hitting a cripple?" Jiang Yansheng's red lips opened lightly and mocked.

The servant silently shut up.

Walking through a long hallway, at the back of the old house, in front of the solemn ancestral hall, the ancestors of the Huo family clan are all placed here, only the Huo family is qualified to enter, and the servants stop in front of the door.

"Young lady, the eldest young master is inside."

The ancestral hall has not been visited several times for a long time, the windows are dark, and the atmosphere is a little dark and terrifying.

Timid, hardly daring to pass by.

Jiang Yansheng took the key in her hand, glanced at the black plaque hanging on the door, and stepped on the steps without expression on her cold face.

……

The heavy ancient door creaked open, and the light slanted in, and in the dim ancestral hall, there was a cold atmosphere in the air, and there was a dead silence, and only the sound of women's stiletto heels could be heard.

Jiang Yansheng walked towards a tall figure in the western corner, and in the dark environment, only a rough outline could be faintly seen.

"Huo Xiumer?"

As she approached, the figure of the silent man leaning against the wall with his head hanging down became clear.

Jiang Yansheng put the medicine bottle and cotton swab on the ground, slowly squatted down, and the slightly cool hand just stretched out to him to see if he was dead, and was suddenly grabbed by the man's cold big hand, the strength was so strong that the bones were almost broken.

"Let it go." Jiang Yansheng's face turned cold.

"Shengsheng ......" Huo Xiumo's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear what he said, and his hot body instinctively approached the woman, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Before Jiang Yansheng could avoid it, he was embraced by his strong arms, and there was a wet and hot touch in his ears.

Huo Xiumo's handsome and pale face looked like he was enduring some pain, his eyes were closed, his thin lips kissed her soft side neck frantically, and under the high fever of the wound, he only knew that he blindly followed the truest desire in his heart.

His handsome nose smelled on her skin, and the faint cold fragrance overlapped with the familiarity in his memory.

This is a woman he can't let go of even if he dies.

Huo Xiumo's consciousness came into his mind, and he pressed the struggling woman in his arms to the ground even more unceremoniously, and kissed her frantically with thin lips.

"Hurt like this and molest a woman? Looking for death? Jiang Yansheng's eyes were cold, his red lips were bitten by him, and he reached out and pressed the wound on the man's chest.

Huo Xiumo's body suddenly tensed under the severe pain, a heavy muffled snort overflowed from his throat, and his facial features looked a little hideous, the more he was like this, the stronger his desire for a woman became.

"Voice, I'm uncomfortable, good ...... Don't struggle. He grabbed the woman's wrist against the top of his head with his big hand, lowered his head, and his thin lips bit the woman's soft red lips hard.

The slightest pain made Jiang Yansheng's eyes so cold that he wanted to kill.

She's like a personality. Cold, didn't respond to the man's enthusiasm, wanted to kill him, and thought about it, and the helpless and desperate appearance of the woman in the bathroom came to mind.

Jiang Yansheng hesitated slightly, and his closed red lips were pried open.

Huo Xiumo's hot and tight body pressed against her, the force that clasped her wrists was sometimes very tight, sometimes gradually loosened, thin lips pressed against her, wet and hot on the long tongue swept in the woman's mouth, hooking the soft tip of the tongue and kissing.

With a woman's temperature and breath, it can reduce the pain of his wound a lot.

Jiang Yansheng's black and thick green silk was scattered on the ground, the white skirt was torn messily, and the blue tendons on his forehead appeared on the surface of his fair skin, and he endured the discomfort and did not push the man away, and his fingers pinched his palms and released them, slowly hooking the back of the man's neck.

As soon as the cold fingertips swept across his skin, Huo Xiumo's body froze for a few minutes, the scorching temperature from the black shirt seemed to burn a woman, he was breathing heavily, the kiss was enough, and he regained some sense, his thin lips against her lips and whispered: "Who brought you here?" ”

Jiang Yansheng raised his head, a pair of dark and cold eyes looked fixedly at the man's face of forbearance, layers of sweat slipped down his forehead, and in such an intimate posture, his reaction was clear to women.

She didn't answer, and her red lips spit out three words: "You're hard." ”

Huo Xiumo gasped roughly, the pain of the wound on his body was almost numb, he was no longer conscious, he was reminded by the woman to bow his head, and his deep eyes swept to the bulging outline of his suit pants, faintly revealing great power.

Halfway, he replied in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

How does it react?

Huo Xiumo suddenly came back to his senses in the next second, and his eyes suddenly narrowed at the woman who was suppressed by him: "It's you." ”

Jiang Yansheng's eyebrows and eyes were weird and gorgeous, and her red lips sneered: "It's not her, you're disappointed?" ”

The ambiguous aura between the two has not yet dissipated, Huo Xiumo's gloomy and gloomy eyes clearly reflect the woman's delicate face, and after a long time, his voice was hoarse and overflowed with tight thin lips: "Fortunately, it's not her." ”

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