Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

"Mr. Huo, you've been guarding here all night. Eat your breakfast first, then go back and rest. I'll take care of you here."

Assistant Xu put down the breakfast he had bought, and persuaded the man sitting by the bed.

After staying up all night, Huo Yan's complexion was obviously not very good, and there was already a faint blue-black under his eyes.

"No, you don't need to worry about me. The things in the amusement park still need to be dealt with by someone. You can help Lu Qiao deal with the things over there."

Assistant Xu didn't know Huo Yan's taste, so he specially bought Chinese food and Western-style breakfast.

There was a table for breakfast for three people, and it looked unusually lively.

Huo Yan picked a cup of coffee from it.

No milk and sugar, strong black coffee, rich and bitter, but also very refreshing.

Huo Yan's face remained unchanged, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the burnout in his expression was much less.

But coffee is refreshing, but it can't fool your body.

After staying up all night without rest, Huo Yan's body was exhausted and still sleepy.

Assistant Xu glanced at his bloodshot eyes, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay then."

The follow-up at the amusement park really needs someone to deal with it. Mr. Qiao has a high fever now, so there is definitely no way to go. He has to deal with Mr. Qiao for him.

Huo Yan rubbed the center of his eyebrows vigorously, suppressing the tiredness in his body.

The fragrance lamp used to soothe the nerves in the hotel still exudes a fragrance slowly, not strong, if there is nothing, it calms the restless emotions.

In the quiet room, after the sunlight came in, the dust floated up and down, like an elf.

In such a quiet time, time seemed to slow down infinitely. Huo Yan was reading the document at first, but for some reason, after a while, the document in his hand was still the page he read 10 minutes ago, without any change. But his eyes fell on Lu Qiao.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, his eyes are dark and gloomy, like the surface of the sea under the moon, which is still unfathomable under the bright moonlight. The surface of the sea is slightly shimmering, and there are giant beasts hidden in the deep sea. Show your teeth and claws.

Lu Qiao slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the bottle above his head. He moved his fingers slightly, but was caught by someone all of a sudden, and the calluses rubbed on the back of his hands was very obvious.

There was a slight tingling feeling, pierced into the back of the hand, it was cold.

It's an infusion needle.

Lu Qiao turned her head slightly and saw Huo Yan.

It's not like the usual state of being able to go to the banquet at any time, almost glowing all over, a little embarrassed, with bloodshot eyes, small stubbles on the smooth chin, and the suit looks wrinkled.

But he has a good foundation, and his appearance is so good that he can fight, even if he is a little embarrassed, he is also a decadent male god.

Wearing a wrinkled suit on his body did not affect his appearance, but it would give people the illusion that the suit was originally designed like this.

Lu Qiao blinked, Huo Yan was still there, she wasn't dreaming.

Huo Yan thought she was afraid of needles, so he comforted her gently.

"It's just an infusion needle, it will be fine soon, don't be afraid."

Lu Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth, Huo Yan's tone really seemed to coax a child.

She didn't respond, she complained secretly in her heart, she even forgot Huo Yan's hand, and held her palm tightly.

Lu Qiao turned his head to look at the infusion bottle again.

The liquid in the infusion bottle fell drop by drop.

Lu Qiao couldn't remember what happened last night because she was so hot that she was about to ask Huo Yan, what's wrong with her?

As a result, as soon as I opened my mouth, my throat was swollen and painful.

She let out a gasp, which was hoarse and unpleasant.

Surprised, Huo Yan stretched out his other hand and put it on her forehead.

"Excessive fatigue, coupled with a little cold, caused a high fever."

Huo Yan's voice rang in his ears, causing the drum's heart to vibrate again and again.

"Last night, you were in a daze with a fever. I wanted to take you to the hospital, but you didn't want to. If you didn't want to go to the hospital, you had to invite the doctor to the hotel."

"Don't worry, you've been given antipyretics, and you'll be fine with two more intravenous drips to subdue the fever completely."

Lu Qiao has always known that Huo Yan's voice is nice, but she always felt that Huo Yan's voice sounded extraordinarily deep today, and she couldn't help but want to indulge in it.

Eyelids gradually became heavy, and she heard Huo Yan say: "Your throat is inflamed, try not to talk too much these days, drink plenty of water, I bought throat lozenges, take some when it hurts."

I don't know why, but I feel more and more sleepy. The frequency of Lu Qiao's eye blinking has changed a lot, and his eyes are not very focused, making him look extremely sleepy.

But she had just woken up.

Lu Qiao didn't notice the weirdness in this matter at all, and didn't resist, allowing himself to fall into the darkness.

Huo Yan comforted Lu Qiao in a gentle voice, but she didn't notice anything wrong at all. Lu Qiao didn't take her hand out, but silently squeezed it tighter.

With her eyes closed, Lu Qiao raised her lips silently.

The doctor stuck the last piece of medical tape on the infusion tube and fixed it. Huo Yan withdrew his hand. Lu Qiao opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on Huo Yan without hesitation.

Their eyes met, and Huo Yan was completely sucked in by the whirlpool-like eyes.

Huo Yan frowned suddenly, and there was a subtle change in his expression, "Qiangwei?"

A sly light flashed across Lu Qiao's eyes, a bit like a stealing cat, and a bit like a child who was the first to find out after playing hide-and-seek, bored and disappointed.

"Are your eyes belonged to eagles? Why are your eyes so good?" She clicked her tongue, "I wanted to pretend to be Lu Qiao for a few days, but you guessed who I was all at once. It's really boring."

Her voice was a little hoarse. She used other people's bodies recklessly, not caring about the discomfort in her throat. Forcing her to speak would make her throat even more damaged.

Huo Yan frowned even tighter, "Stop talking now, her throat is inflamed, talking too much will easily damage her throat."

Qiangwei curled her lips, not paying attention.

Still complaining in a hoarse and ugly voice: "I have spent a lot of effort to see you, and finally snatched the control of my body, can't you tell me something else? Why do you only care about Lu Qiao? ?”

"This is her body."

Rose choked.

His expression froze, his eyes fixed on Huo Yan's body, his smile froze inch by inch, as if in slow motion, the muscles on his face twisted, like a ghost.

"Who said that?"

Her voice was very low, hoarse to the extreme, decadent and eerie.

"This body is hers? Who said that?"

He reached out and grabbed Huo Yan's collar, the infusion needle was still stuck on the back of his hand, the needle bulged, and a large lump bulged on the back of his hand.

She didn't care, and forced Huo Yan to bend over with force, the tip of her nose stuck together, breathing blended, but she couldn't find a trace of ambiguity at all, she gritted her teeth: "It's just that she came earlier than me, it's all 'Lu Qiao' ' personality, I also exist in this body, why do you all deny my existence?"

This is Rose's biggest pain point.

Huo Yan closed his eyes, his indifferent attitude made Qiangwei feel sad.

The most powerful response to anger is not to respond.

The feeling of nowhere to hit the cotton with a punch is the best solution to anger.

His chest was tight and he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't tell whether it was because his body caught a cold or because of his psychology.

Qiangwei gritted her teeth, "Huo Yan, are you blind?"

"What's so good about Lu Qiao? She turns a blind eye to everything you do. She is the real cold-hearted. No matter what you do, you will never get a response from her."

"And I can. I know that everything you do for Lu Qiao is for her good. She doesn't accept your favor, but I am willing to accept it. She won't give you a response, but I am willing to give it to you. I just It's the one who likes you, why can't you choose me!"

"I have the same face as her, why can't I if she can?"

Excited, the blood in her whole body rushed to her head, Qiangwei's behavior lacked composure, and she lost her composure.

"Isn't it better for you to choose me than to choose that rock that will never warm?"

"She doesn't love you at all, but I love you. If you want, I can even act as her substitute. Even so, why don't you want to look back at me?"

The last two sentences are completely different from her proud and arrogant personality.

Her current appearance made Huo Yan a little familiar.

A scene emerged from the depths of my memory. When Lu Qiao signed the donation contract and prenuptial agreement with him, his expression at that time was very similar to Qiangwei's now.

A ray of light flashed across, and he seemed to vaguely understand something, but the thought was so fleeting that he couldn't grasp it so quickly.

Huo Yan waited quietly for her to finish speaking, then calmly pulled out his tie from her hand, "You are still running a fever, stay in bed and rest well."

When his eyes were fixed on her face, his indifference was terrifying.

But when his peripheral vision fell on the back of Gu Zhen's hand, his face changed.

Turn around and leave, and call the doctor who is still outside to come and re-insert the needle.

The wind that brought it was mixed with the smell of men's perfume on his body, which seemed a little cold, and it was cold to the bone marrow.

Qiangwei's expression was twisted, looking at his indifferent back, she suddenly became angry.

When he deliberately waited for the doctor to come over, he pulled out the infusion needle on the back of his hand in front of his face.

The blood in the infusion tube had already begun to return, and a series of blood drops fell profusely, blooming bright flowers on the bed sheet.

It looks very dazzling in the sun.

Huo Yan's face became gloomy, and he walked over in three steps at a time, holding her hand.

"It's not just your body."

His voice was already filled with anger, "Be willful, don't use other people's bodies to be willful, have the ability, and bear the consequences yourself."

Qiangwei struggled, her voice screaming, "This is mine, this is my body!"