After speaking, he rushed to the cloakroom and took out Yan Xinling's coat and covered it for her.

Just as he was about to reach out to pick her up, a pair of slender jade hands with a slight coolness blocked him.

"Huo Jingyan, calm down."

"How to calm down? Why are your hands so cold? He grabbed her hand with his backhand, and then raised his hand to touch her forehead: Is it a cold? Do you have a fever?

Yan Xinling saw the man's series of movements and expressions in her eyes, and said in her heart that it was fake not to be moved.

They've only known each other for a week. But his behavior, expression, and speech don't look like acting.

Yan Xinling doesn't think she has any capital to worry about. So why is this man so good to her?

"It's okay, my hands and feet are easy to get cold in winter. It's okay, don't be nervous, just cover it for a while. Yan Xinling told him honestly, lest he look like his wife was seriously ill.

"Hurry up, I'm cold." She patted the other side of the bed again, motioning for the man to hurry up and lie down.

Huo Jingyan looked at her for a while, and made sure that the person was okay before lying down with her with peace of mind. However, just as he wanted to hug someone into his arms...

"No, I just hit my nose." Yan Xinling told a little lie, she can't tell a man that she just hit her chest.

Huo Jingyan finally understood: Oh, that's because of this just now. He was scared to death, and thought something had happened to her.

He lay down and gently hugged her into his arms: "That's all right, right?" ”

"Can't you just not hug it?" In fact, Yan Xinling is used to sleeping with a big pillow instead of being held, which makes her a little unaccustomed.

"I can't." He categorically refused: "But I'll give Mrs. Huo two choices." One is: I'll sleep with you in my arms. The second is: you sleep with me in your arms. After speaking, he still had a face: How is it, I can talk very well.

"Cut." Yan Xinling gave him a roll of her eyes: This is not the same as having no choice, not to mention how could she take the initiative to hold people so actively.

"Mrs. Huo, are you sleepy?" Huo Jingyan began to change the topic: "If we are not sleepy, let's talk for a while, okay?" ”

"Okay." Yan Xinling nodded.

"What does Mrs. Huo think of our home?" He hadn't forgotten the look on her brow from the moment she stepped into the house.

It's not that he doesn't want to ask immediately, but he thinks that the little woman will avoid the important and take it lightly.

The reason he chose to ask at bedtime was that this was the time when people could return to calm after a busy day, and their mood was less defensive. He believes that this time is the most open time for people to talk to each other.

Yan Xinling didn't expect the man to ask her like this, she raised her head suddenly, looking at the man's black eyes that could suck people's souls in, and her heart was a little entangled.

To say or not to say?

To put it bluntly, it doesn't seem to be very polite. I'm a tenant by myself.

Not to mention, she felt that she should not lie to men.

Huo Jingyan saw that the little woman's eyes were turning right and left again, she must be thinking something. He held the man's hand and tightened it again: "Hurry up." The tone was a little stern, and she had to say one, two, three.

"emmmmm, that... I think the house is huge. Yan Xinling tried her best to make her words more beautiful.

"What else? What about design? ”

"Well, simplicity. Great for single man style. ”

"What else?"

"Huh? And also? What the hell do you want me to say? Yan Xinling was puzzled.

"Mrs. Huo, you are not stupid, this is our home. What's the use of just being big and suitable for men, what about you? Do you like being a hostess? Huo Jingyan asked.

Yan Xinling was silent, it turned out that he was asking this!

After thinking about it, she shook her head and said sullenly, "I don't like it." ”