Chapter 67: Molesting Wife in the Morning

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." ”

Huo Jingyan raised her eyebrows, she must have her own opinions as an interior designer, he wanted to know: "Huh? Let's talk about it. ”

Yan Xinling looked at him with a look of embarrassment: Really? She could really say that the house was worthless.

"The house feels so cold to me, and I like to use warm colors in the house." Cool tones give people a good feeling of eerie.

"That's why you're frowning?"

Yan Xinling nodded, she was still a little embarrassed to criticize other people's houses so honestly.

Huo Jing didn't continue the topic, and kissed her on the forehead: "Sleep." ”

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In the dream,

Yan Xinling went back to the room with many doors.

In addition to the wooden table and chairs from last time, there is also a set of Chinese tea sets on the table in the middle of the room.

Why does it seem like something is added every time you come? But she didn't do much research, and went back to admiring the paintings that hung on the walls.

And the forest map from last time, I need to find a time to polish it.

She walked slowly by the wall, still in a posture of not moving, and this time she stopped in front of the last painting.

There is a painting of a log cabin above the forest painting.

The exterior of the cottage is made of broken timber, and the trees are next to it, making it look like an enlarged version of the forest map.

No, it's like using Street View on a map.

No, this small wooden house is old, it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, it seems to be a police. The kind of cabin that appears when thieves use it to do bad things in bandit movies.

Something flashed through her mind, and she couldn't catch it.

However, this small cabin has an eerie feeling, and you will feel very depressed, unhappy, and out of breath when you look at it.

She was sure that the cabin had something to do with the forest, and when she wanted to take a closer look, she awoke.

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When Yan Xinling woke up, the man was no longer around.

He's supposed to go to work, right?

She originally thought that she would not be used to sleeping in bed, but she didn't expect that she would sleep until dawn.

Just wanted to use the bedside mobile phone to check the time, she was stunned by the black and shiny card lying next to the mobile phone: What is this?

I wanted to call the man to ask, but I saw an unread text message on my phone.

"Dear Mrs. Huo, good morning. Good morning kiss I gave when you were asleep, please touch your forehead..."Yan Xinling was a little puzzled, but followed suit,

"Touch your little face again," she did, but when she looked at it again, she just wanted to hit someone.

"Finally, touch your little mouth. These are all the kisses I left you before I went out. Next time, remember to give me a response in the morning! She blushed with shame and wanted to throw her phone away.

She could imagine from the text message what kind of tone and expression this man would use to say this if he were in front of her right now.

Thinking about it, she felt that her cheeks could bring a burning temperature, and she raised her hand to fan herself twice: Rub, what kind of person, early in the morning text message to play hooligan, what response does not respond.

The two of them seem to have a heart with a spirit,

Huo Jingyan called at this time...... Yan Xinling was taken aback.

After reacting, he answered the phone: "Hey, what's the matter?" ”

"Good morning, Mrs. Huo, did you see the text message?"

"Nope!" She spoke in a tone that she didn't want to think of the shy text message she had just given.

"It's okay, then I'll tell you myself now." Huo Jingyan heard the little woman's tone across the phone, and he knew that she was on the verge of annoyance.

"No, you don't! What are you calling for, you have something to say. Yan Xinling refused.

Reading text messages made her feel a little shy, let alone saying it from a man's mouth.

"Can't people call because they miss you?" Spoiled on the line.