After nearly a week of rainy days, Anseong finally cleared up on August 7. After lunch, Huo Yuhan went out with Xu Moran.

The sun was shining outside the car window, and Yang Hua was driving to a clear destination: the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Xu Moran sat in the car without saying a word, she wore a white shirt today, a seven-minute pleated skirt showed her fair and beautiful legs, her eyes were as dark as a deep pool, she turned her head to look out the window and looked at the bustling big city of Anseong.

Whether it is a past life or a present life, Xu Moran doesn't like this city, just because this gorgeous city has witnessed too many of her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Reborn back to the age of twenty, she is no longer the ignorant and easy to deceive Xu Moran, she is the woman who has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, she is Xu Moran who died when she was twenty-three years old in her previous life.

Whenever she thinks of the unbearable memories of her past life, there is always a pain that has been dormant for years, like a sharp claw choking her heart.

She was powerless to struggle, and at the moment, the only person she could think of was her mother.

- Mother, Xiaomo is getting married, please forgive me for my selfishness......

- Mother, how are you? Xiaomo misses her mother a little, but she is a little lost......

In the moment of Xu Moran's contemplation, Huo Yuhan's mood did not fluctuate, but he approached her quietly, his deep eyes stared at her delicate side face, even if she was silent at the moment, it did not affect her gorgeous and compelling appearance at all.

In the next second, Huo Yuhan reached out and hugged her thin shoulder, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?" ”

The mint smell on the man's body mixed with the crisp smell of tobacco so wantonly occupied Xu Moran's nasal cavity, and he wanted to push it away, but he suddenly realized that he was no longer qualified to refuse his intimacy.

The arrogance and loneliness that she had hidden in her heart for a long time instantly rippled unscrupulously in the carriage, helpless and helpless.

The proximity to a strange man is a challenge that cannot be avoided or accepted with peace of mind.

"I'm wondering how long Xu Anyang will stay inside." Xu Moran turned her eyes to look at him, she forced herself to ignore the big hand with heat on her shoulder, and tugged at the corner of her lips.

Huo Yu Hanjun's eyebrows and eyes were faint, and he lowered his head and attached it to her ear and said lightly: "Xiaomo...... How long do you want him to stay inside? ”

is a simple sentence, but he has led to a sense of charm, as if he is asking, and it seems to be teasing.

Xu Moran's face was slightly red from the heat in her ears, she turned her head to avoid him as if she had unintentionally, and slandered in her heart: This man is not simple......

Xu Moran lightly refused: "Mr. Huo, this matter is not something I can decide, it is a little superfluous for you to ask like this......

"Heh, you're very sincere." Huo Yuhan was not surprised by her bluntness, as if it was expected, he asked like this, as if he was simply trying to tease her, nothing more.

"Could it be that Mr. Huo wants me to lie to you?" Xu Moran looked at him pretending to be garlic, and had the urge to roll his eyes.

"You......" Huo Yuhan laughed when he looked at her serious appearance, and there was a little more doting warmth in his eyes, "Xiaomo's real appearance is too cute." ”

The word cute is unfamiliar to Huo Yuhan, even more distant to Yang Hua, and Yu Xu Moyan has never heard of it.

Huo Yuhan has lived for twenty-nine years, and for the first time praised a woman for being cute.

Yang Hua has been by his side for many years, and he has never heard him praise a woman so seriously.

Whether Xu Moran is in her previous life or in this life, there are many people who praise her beauty, but there is really no one who says she is "cute".

Then Mr. Huo's shoulder hugging action was maintained until he got out of the car.

It seems that the words that the man just said are just for him to hug his shoulders as a foreshadowing, and intimacy may be his main purpose, she has to sigh: this man's city is too deep.