When Huo Yuhan returned to the bedroom, it was already a quarter past twelve, the small light was on in the room, and the big bed was still empty at a glance.

He approached the sofa step by step, and the eyes were a petite back and long hair like a waterfall, and the dim lamp cast a layer of indifferent light in the room, extremely lazy.

The woman on the sofa frowned and lay on her side, as if she was not sleeping comfortably, Huo Yuhan approached her with slight steps, bent down and reached out to pass under her neck, gently picked up the person and placed her on the big bed, and carefully raised her hand to help her cover the quilt.

Then he got up and took a nightgown and went into the bathroom, and under the shower, his mind lingered, the kiss that happened between the two of them in a waking state at night, and then he looked down at the bruise on his waist, and the corners of his beautiful lips rose slightly.

……

Because of the injury on her back, Xu Moran did not sleep well, in her sleep she vaguely felt a chill on her back, moved her body slightly, and suddenly a pain hit her, and her narrow phoenix eyes also woke up at this moment.

When she caught a glimpse of the big messy hand, she instantly lost her sleepiness, reached out and grabbed the man's big wrist, rolled over and pressed him under her, her knee against his stomach unmistakably against his stomach, and the defensive posture was in place.

The other hand was not idle, and quickly grabbed his fragile neck, and the four eyes met, and sparks surged in the lonely night.

The atmosphere in the air is a little depressing, the faintly bright table lamp renders this extremely strange picture, and the weirdness is mixed with a particularly fragrant ~ glamorous scene, the man's deep black eyes are staring at her tightly, and time seems to stand still.

I saw a woman's black hair pouring down like a waterfall, with a bit of fluttering ~ charming style, and the half-lou fragrant shoulders were particularly sultry in the night ~ people.

The action of the fight caused the collar of her nightgown to slide open, and the delicate porcelain collarbone fell into the man's eyes without concealment......

At the moment of beauty, Huo Yuhan's eyes couldn't help but deepen a little, and he seemed to forget that he was in a dangerous state at the moment.

Xu Moran followed his gaze, and when she saw her flashing light, she exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly let go of the hand that was pinching his neck, quickly pulled up her clothes, grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at the man's handsome face, and shouted angrily: "What do you see? Stinky rogue ~ hooligan! ”

Huo Yuhan held a cotton swab in one hand, an ointment in the other, and a pillow on his face, and his voice under the pillow was faint: "I helped my wife with medicine, why did I become a hooligan~?" ”

Before Aunt Qin went downstairs, she went to the study to tell him that she must give Xu Moran another medicine before going to bed, and also informed him of her injuries by the way. If he didn't worry that it would be fake, even though he knew that she might wake up when he was drugged, he still chose to help her get drugged.

At most, it's just a pinch, or a beating, so what?

"Who's your wife?" Xu Moran got up from the bed and wanted to leave, but if she didn't leave, she would be angry with this man and hurt internally.

Huo Yuhan took away the pillow that was blocking his face and smiled harmlessly: "You." This is clearly a good mood after taking advantage.

"Your sister-" Xu Moran gritted her teeth in anger, she had always scolded people gently, but she was forced to speak foul language by Huo Yuhansheng.

She had just raised her foot to step over him and get out of bed, when suddenly a big hand grabbed her white and delicate little feet, and the hot and cold touch made her feel ashamed and angry, and her body lost its balance and immediately fell down......

A pair of big hands suddenly caught her fallen body, Xu Moran's apricot eyes were round and glared at the man below him, a pair of plain hands against his chest, and the anger in those eyes seemed to erupt in the next second.

Huo Yuhan stretched out his hand and pulled her down, the warm breath raged around her neck, and the man's sexy and deep voice sounded in her ears, "I didn't ...... Younger sister. ”

Nima!

It was obviously a curse word, but he took out a warm and elegant feeling. ()

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