Chapter 62: My Uncle Arrives, Do You Believe It?
Huo Jingyan didn't let her finish her words, he directly hugged her into his arms, and then sealed her chattering little mouth with a kiss...
There's nothing that can't be solved by one, so if it doesn't work, just two.
"Hmm... Hmm..."Yan Xinling kept beating him with her hand until her hand gradually became weak...
"Are you stupid? Can't ventilate? Huo Jingyan really felt that his wife was stupid and cute.
Yan Xinling didn't answer his words, she was kissed by a man just now, and she had no strength. When he heard this, he could only fly a knife at him with his eyes.
In Huo Jingyan's opinion, this look was simply a coquettish stare, with zero lethality.
"Okay, I'm not angry. I'm not right, it's my uncle who came to play tricks. So may I ask the noble, beautiful and generous Mrs. Huo, can you forgive me this time? Huo Jingyan said half-teasingly and half-seriously.
Yan Xinling, who was half-leaning on the man's arms, had already recovered her breath and glanced at the man: It's good, I know it's wrong.
But this rascal is still very hateful.
"Hmph, you're still playing tricks, you're so capable, why don't you go to heaven?" Yan Xinling felt that sooner or later she would be angry with this man.
"Because I'm waiting for you!" Huo Shao's love words are also sweet: "Without you, it's not interesting to have me to compare with the sun." ”
Yan Xinling, who was suddenly confessed, blushed on her face: Why did this love come when it was said. Forget it, I can't talk about him anyway.
In just a few days, Yan Xinling also wondered that she was quite confident and domineering in front of her customers and colleagues, although she was not to the point of being able to speak well, she would not be speechless like now, and her rebuttal value was zero.
"You let go of me, I'll pack my bags and go." Yan Xinling didn't want to talk to this man.
Huo Jingyan knew that the little woman didn't care, so he let go of her with a grin, and he planned to help the little woman pack up her clothes first: "Mrs. Huo, I'll help you." As soon as the words fell, he took out a bag and opened it with a cloth bag.
Yan Xinling couldn't stop screaming.
What entered the man's eyes was a bunch of flowery, lacey, glossy, soft, elastic bras.
Yan Xinling rushed over, kicked the man's calf in a hurry, and then retracted it with one hand.
When retrieving important underwear, a scream of pain rang out at the same time: "Whoa! ”
The little woman didn't spare any strength this time, and it really kicked him in the nerve joints. That feels...... It's fucking sour.
"What are you doing?" Yan Xinling opened her mouth to reprimand him.
"Mrs. Huo, I'm in pain." Huo Shao was coquettish again. The point is that this time he was really in a bit of pain.
"The! Whoever makes you have more hands will die of pain. Yan Xinling ignored the man's painful little expression: This person must be pretending, believe it or not, and can't fall into his pit again.
"People don't know......," he replied curtly.
"You go out, I'll clean up myself."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the living room, you get acquainted with the room first."
After the man came out of the bedroom, Yan Xinling began to look at the bedroom seriously.
The rooms are decorated in white and white, the design follows a simple style, and the furniture adopts simple lines.
Not far from the big bed... There is a beige dressing table with a bit of European style, which doesn't match the style of the room very well, and it feels a bit abrupt.
It must have been bought by a man for her arrival, right? There was a burst of warmth in his heart, but what did he arrange for later?
Yan Xinling left the problem behind and continued to look at the bedroom.
If you ignore the out-of-place dresser, the whole house feels simple, but not warm.
It even gives a ...... A chilly feeling?
Right! That's right, it's cold.
But when I thought about it, I thought of Huo Jingyan's rogue personality......