Chapter 67: Isn't It Pretty?
Huo Yuting hugged her body movingly, sat on his lap, and kissed her on the lips.
Xia Zhinian fluttered his delicate eyelashes, looked at him shyly, and his fingers gently brushed his facial features......
Huo Yuting suddenly kissed her eyes, forcing her to close her eyes.
His breath penetrated her limbs and bones as the tip of his tongue penetrated into her bones......
made Xia Zhinian's brain blank, and the world was spinning.
His charisma is simply irresistible.
His kiss is like chocolate, so silky, wrapped around the tongue, intoxicating and enjoyable.
It is soft like a marshmallow, fragrant and sweet.
Thinking about it, Xia Zhinian suddenly laughed.
Huo Yuting stopped, "What? ”
Xia Zhinian glanced at the confusion, shook his head, circled his broad chest, and put his head on his heart.
Listen to the rhythmic and powerful heartbeat.
Close your eyes slowly.
He kissed her, but his heart didn't beat faster.
Is this a normal thing for him?
And her heart was beating as if it was about to jump out of her throat, which seemed to be an instinctive reaction of her body.
At the same time, it also reminds that this man is too deep, and she must not fall into it.
After all, one day.
Their partnership is coming to an end.
Huo Yuting naturally didn't know that the little wife who was close to his chest had already thought a lot.
can hug her so wantonly, he is already very satisfied.
In the blink of an eye, the car had stopped at the door of the house.
It was not Aya who came to greet her today, but a maid with a raw face, she wore white gloves and a brown uniform, but she still couldn't hide her young face, revealing coquettishness. The little feminine atmosphere is in stark contrast to Aya's woodenness, stiffness.
Xia Zhinian saw her stretch out her hand to help Huo Yuting, and her eyebrows twisted slightly.
Did all the maids in Liyuan touch him so casually?
Why does she have a feeling that her own things are being touched?
When Xia Zhinian was about to stop it, Huo Yuting quietly avoided the maid's hand, walked past her indifferently, and asked, "Where is Aya?" ”
"She's not feeling well today."
Huo Yuting folded his cuffs with dignity, clasped Xia Zhinian's hand with one hand, and when his slender legs stepped up the steps, he suddenly ordered: "Let her rest." ”
"Okay, young master."
The maid smiled coquettishly when she saw him talking to herself.
Xia Zhinian turned his head and looked at the maid twice, "Why haven't I seen such a beautiful maid before?" ”
Most of the maids in this house are aunts.
It was the first time she had seen such a young and good-looking maid.
"Pretty?"
Huo Yuting was obviously a little surprised.
Xia Zhinian's eyelashes flickered like two small fans and asked, "Isn't it beautiful?" ”
Huo Yuting looked indifferent and turned straight upstairs.
Xia Zhinian pursed her red lips, what does it mean not to speak?
However, he has always been a man of few words, and after staying with him for so long, he is rarely seen smiling, or having other expressions.
It's like winter snow, and it's cold.
When Xia Zhinian returned to the bedroom to take a bath, he suddenly looked at the maid next to him, Sister Qin, and asked, "Was that girl new just now?" How come I haven't seen it before? ”
"Oh, the young lady said little girl?"
"Well, Xiaoya is her name?" What a strange name.
"It's her name, and she's Aya's housekeeper's little niece. Growing up beside Aya housekeeper since she was a child, she often goes in and out of Liyuan, and is now studying hotel management at a foreign university. ”