Seeing Huo Yichen like this, Huo Xiuyuan was so comfortable that he wanted to laugh.

"Arrogant comes and goes, you and I are no different." Huo Xiuyuan sneered.

He looked at Huo Yichen with disdain, especially after seeing the other party's wounds, he felt even more comfortable.

Huo Xiuyuan laughed as if he had seized the opportunity, "Huo Hong's least favorite thing is disobedience. ”

"Do you think he will let Murong Qiao marry me?"

He deliberately asked, and after seeing Huo Yichen's gloomy eyes burning with bright and angry flames, he laughed out loud.

Huo Xiuyuan can't do anything else, looking at people's faces and figuring out the mood, he has a hand, and at this time, he stepped on Huo Xiuyuan's thunder point and stepped on it.

"Don't be so angry." He added another sentence without knowing whether he was alive or dead, "It's just a political marriage." ”

"It's really not good, wouldn't it be better to give it to you when I'm done? You like her so much, you shouldn't mind, right? ”

Huo Xiuyuan's stomach was full of words, but when he said the next sentence, he didn't move.

Instead, there was a cry of pain, Huo Xiuyuan was punched in the face, and one eye was immediately bloodshot.

The speed was so fast that Huo Xiuyuan was completely defenseless.

"Believe it or not, I can kill you right now." Huo Yichen whispered to him softly.

He withdrew his fist, glanced at the blood stained on his knuckles, and wiped the red away in disgust, together with the owner who hated the blood, his brows were furrowed and there was no porridge, and his expressionless face was a little inorganic, cold and scary.

Huo Xiuyuan covered his nose, felt the warmth of his palm, and slowly took two steps back to distance himself from Huo Yichen, looking at him in horror, afraid that he would do it to himself again.

"You're crazy! Huo Hong is at home! "Huo Xiuyuan fox fake tiger might.

In fact, if it weren't for Huo Hong being at home at this time, how could Huo Xiuyuan dare to show his teeth and claws in front of Huo Yichen like this.

Huo Yichen smiled indifferently, "What if you hear it?" Do you think he's going to favor you? ”

His bright threat made Huo Xiuyuan dumb for a moment, and then his expression turned angry.

Both of them know that with the current measurement in Huo Hong's heart, if there is a conflict between the two, Huo Yichen will definitely be chosen.

What's more, this is the front hall, which is still some distance from Huo Hong's bedroom, so Huo Yichen has no psychological burden to do it.

Huo Yichen took two steps forward, and when he saw Huo Xiuyuan retreating in panic but hitting the wall, he sneered sarcastically.

Huo Xiuyuan didn't know where to come up with the courage at this time, and he added a sentence without fear of death.

"You are just reckless at this time, and when Murong Qiao and I get married in a few days, I'm afraid you won't even dare to drink the wedding wine!"

The fuse was ignited, and as soon as the words came out, Huo Xiuyuan regretted it first.

The killing intent was poured out unscrupulously, all pressing on him, making Huo Xiuyuan almost out of breath, and his whole back was shocked into a cold sweat, wanting to escape but unable to move.

"Your mouth is really unpleasant, Huo Xiuyuan." Huo Yichen approached him step by step.

He never felt that Huo Xiuyuan was really his opponent, but the other party always picked up Murong Qiao to speak, so that Huo Yichen, who had always disliked fighting, manipulated his fists to punch the other party in the face.

Huo Yichen pulled the corners of his mouth, narrowing the distance between him and Huo Xiuyuan a little bit.

"You-"

There was a muffled sound.

Huo Xiuyuan's words were blocked by the smashed fruit.

The words that did not fall were carried by Huo Yichen and pressed into the fruit bowl next to him as an embarrassing ending, which seemed extra funny.

It was the banquet equipment, and it hadn't been withdrawn yet, but it was for Huo Xiuyuan to "enjoy".

The purple-red flesh was sticking to his face, and it was disgustingly eroded.

Huo Yichen rolled up the sleeves at his wrists, his handsome and cold face was full of impatience at the moment, and his movements became irritable.

It is clearly the corners of the lips that are hooked, and the eyes are full of smiles, but there is a coldness and coldness for no reason.

Huo Xiuyuan was so angry that he couldn't help but raise his voice a little, "Are you crazy!?" ”

"Maybe." Huo Yichen replied casually.

He also followed the slow movement, and even when he pressed Huo Xiuyuan's head, he still had the leisure to sort out the fruit that almost rolled off next to him.

"These three words Murong Qiao came out of your mouth, even if it was just one word-"

Huo Yichen seemed to be saying that tomorrow was a sunny day.

But these words made Huo Xiuyuan's whole hair stand on end, and he even felt that there was a cold knife against his neck, and he could cut off his head with just force.

Just the right footsteps, approaching from not far away.

It was like a life-saving straw dangling in front of Huo Xiuyuan, making him obviously relieved.

"Two young masters, it's time to sleep." It's a housekeeper.

It was also because of the appearance of the third person that Huo Yichen loosened his grip on Huo Xiuyuan, which allowed Huo Xiuyuan to successfully stand up.

He didn't care how embarrassed he was now, he just felt that the housekeeper had come at the right time.

Because just now he really felt that Huo Yichen was serious enough to kill himself immediately.

The housekeeper turned a blind eye to the strange situation in front of him, "Young Master, it's time to sleep." ”

Again, he repeated.

This is not just a reminder, but also a warning.

In the Huo family, the housekeeper is also Huo Hong's eyeliner, and if he repeats it a second time, he will step on the edge of vigilance.

Huo Xiuyuan glanced at the housekeeper with jealousy, and finally turned around and left without saying anything.

The back of the deserted and fleeing looks like a lost dog no matter how you look at it.

And the rest of Huo Yichen and the housekeeper also returned to Huo Yichen's room together.

"I'm in charge of guarding you for this period of house arrest." The housekeeper reports truthfully.

As one of Huo Hong's most trusted people, the heavy responsibility of guarding Huo Yichen also fell on the butler.

The main reason is that during this time, Huo Hong plans to go to the company to see the situation, and he is always lacking in skills.

Huo Yichen wiped the dried blood from the corner of his forehead, "I know." ”

The phone vibrated suddenly.

[Murong Qiao: I'm home, do you want to call? 】

"That's fine, just take a break." Huo Yichen even smiled.

He waved his hand and motioned for the butler to leave, "Let's talk about the rest tomorrow, I still have something to do." ”

"I'll leave the medicine kit here for you." The butler stepped back as he was told.

Huo Yichen glanced at the medicine box, and then replied to Murong Qiao, then saw a video call from the other party.

"......" he subconsciously turned to speech.

The wounds on his face are always not good for Murong Qiao to see, he hasn't cleaned them up yet, and the bleeding on his face looks a little scary.

Murong Qiao has always been sharp, "Achen? Why didn't I answer the video? ”

She didn't think about it so much when she called, but it was obvious that she felt something was wrong after turning it into voice.

"It's not very convenient." Huo Yichen was vague.

He had never lied to Murong Qiao, so many excuses were only turned into inconvenient sentences in the end.

Huo Yichen picked out a small piece of alcohol cotton and pressed it against the wound, feeling the stinging pain that poured in in an instant, his expression and tone did not fluctuate, as if the injured person was not himself.

It's just that the hair is a little difficult, and the blood flowing from the forehead is stuck together, and the smell of blood lingers on the tip of the nose from time to time, making Huo Yichen want to take a bath.

Murong Qiao's intuition was wrong, and he listened to Huo Yichen's side silent for a long time without moving.

She also seemed to hear a little, inaudible sound of rubbing on the other end of the phone.

"You...... It can't be a change of clothes, right? The possibility came to her mind.

Thinking of such a picture, Murong Qiao's nose was hot.