Back at the villa, Wen Zhiliang tossed and turned, unable to sleep at all, so he simply took a book to read.

Not long after I sat down with my book, I heard the iron door open outside and a car drove in.

Wen Zhiliang couldn't imagine that Huo Shenheng would come to the villa so late, and he couldn't help but get nervous, and tiptoed to the hall downstairs.

"Big brother, I can still drink, let's continue to drink! I like to be with you and listen to you talk about things on the battlefield. ”

The first thing he heard was this, Wen Zhiliang looked at it fixedly, and it seemed that it was Huo Shenqi, the third young master of the Huo family, who spoke. Five years ago, this third young master was still an eleven-year-old child, but now he didn't expect to grow so tall.

Aunt Cui walked out.

"Send the third young master to the guest room to rest, and give him another cup of sobering tea." Huo Shenheng commanded lightly, his voice low.

Third Young Master Huo danced and said: "I don't want to go to the guest room, I want to drink, I don't want to study, I want to join the army, I want to go to the battlefield like my eldest brother." ”

Huo Shenheng lost patience and said coldly: "Don't make trouble, otherwise I will throw you abroad." ”

Third Young Master Huo hurriedly didn't dare to squeak, so Aunt Cui hurriedly helped this little overlord to the guest room.

For a moment, the living room seemed very quiet, and Wen Zhiliang subconsciously turned back to the bedroom and took a book to settle down.

The door was suddenly pushed open, Huo Shenheng held a cup of tea, and said lightly: "Are you waiting for me?" ”

The man was slender and straight, a military uniform full of heroism, but with a hypocritical smile on his face, his gaze darker than the night.

Wen Zhiliang's back broke out in cold sweat, he straightened up, and blurted out: "It's not." ”

The strong smell of wine wafted in the air, Wen Zhiliang had a bad feeling, and hurriedly got up and prepared to leave. But suddenly someone hugged his waist, and the man's breath came to his face.

Wen Zhiliang's face changed, and he said coldly: "You let go of me." ”

Huo Shenheng used a little more force when he heard this, and whispered in her ear: "I won't let go, it's not that I haven't touched you, what are you pretending to be now?" ”

Wen Zhiliang blushed and was ashamed and angry.

"You take back what you just said." Huo Shenheng is strong.

Wen Zhiliang tried to pin his face away and distance the two of them.

"Since you still went back to the villa, it's awkward, if you don't want your prodigal appearance to be known by your mother, you should be angry with your mother again, and learn to please me."

Wen Zhiliang's body suddenly froze, and his fingers trembled unconsciously: "What did you say?" ”

Huo Shenheng sneered and grinded in her ear: "Didn't you go back to the Wen family today?" Your aunt knows you're with me, but she probably didn't tell your mother! Your aunt's wishful thinking is to get you to sell yourself to me as a way to get rid of the resentment in my heart. If I had someone bring your mother and see the scene of our love, would your mother be as angry as your father? ”

A string in Wen Zhiliang's mind suddenly broke, and he slapped it before he could react.

In an instant, there was a deathly silence in the room, Huo Shenheng's handsome face was completely gloomy, looking at Wen Zhiliang who was trembling, and then lowered his head and clasped her shoulders and kissed her fiercely.

Wen Zhiliang struggled violently, maybe he worshiped his father at night, maybe he just mentioned his father, and the current scene completely irrepressibly evoked the memories of being ashamed of Huo Shenheng's design five years ago. At that time, she loved the man in front of her so passionately, like a moth to a fire, indulging in the warmth of a man, but she fell to pieces and was in pain.

"I figured you'd come back to me, so I packed up this little cottage, remember this little one? You said you liked the plum blossoms in the back garden here, so I bought them. Because I want to be where you like, and let you be ashamed to accept me as your first man, and the only one. Huo Shenheng's voice was gloomy and ruthless, and every word was heart-wrenching.

Wen Zhiliang bit his thin lip fiercely, pushed him away, and took two steps back in a hurry.