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

Qiangwei looked down at the dander remaining in her fingernails, and the sneering smile on her face became even more treacherous.

How much she thought, this face is a mask, which can be torn off at any time.

No one wants to live in another person's shadow forever.

In Qiangwei's view, this is a war without gunpowder, and there is no draw, only life and death.

She and Lu Qiao have never been able to coexist.

Either she dies or I die.

Taking a deep breath, Qiangwei suppressed the turbulent emotions, took another handful of water, and washed her face, the face was scratched and bleeding, the skin was torn and bloodshot, when the cold water touched it, bursts of Tingling.

I could feel the drops of water dripping wantonly on my face, and it was like tears flowing down from the corners of my eyes.

He wiped his face vigorously, wiping away all the water marks on his face.

Finally adjusted her mood, she got up and left expressionlessly.

Huo Yan was standing not far from the bathroom, with his back facing her, his back was tall and straight.

This man is really a luminous body, no matter where he is, he can easily attract the attention of others.

As soon as Qiangwei went out, she saw a woman who struck up a conversation leave angrily.

With her eyes flickering twice, she walked towards him indifferently.

Huo Yan turned his back to her, and put his hands next to his ears. When she got a little closer, she realized that he was talking on the phone.

"...So, you mean, it is possible for the second personality to retaliate against the main personality?"

His footsteps stopped instantly.

Qiangwei's face was like frozen ice, every muscle on her face was frozen solid, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make any expression.

Huo Yan's mobile phone has a good sound insulation effect, she couldn't hear the voice of the person who was talking to Huo Yan, but she already knew what they were talking about.

After a while, Huo Yan said, "Qi Qing has enough data, I will send it to you, you study it carefully..."

There were buzzing in her ears, Qiangwei seemed to be in a nightmare, and a similar picture flashed in her mind.

The antecedent was already blurred in her memory, she only remembered that after Lu Qiao saved someone, she heard Huo Yan's voice in the garden.

He suspected that she was responsible for the incident, and suspected that she was in collusion with the murderer. A rescuer risked his life to save others, but in the end he was slandered as a murderer.

Such suspicion, for whatever reason, is an insult.

Both the main personality and the sub-personality are independent, this is the first time she has experienced Lu Qiao's mood and empathized with her.

At that time, the adjectives that popped up in Lu Qiao's mind, now that she thinks about it, she also feels quite appropriate.

It's like being given a slap in the face, and it's like being poured a basin of cold water in the cold winter, but I feel that these degrees are too light.

Huo Yan's fickleness has really made her fully understand now.

But she couldn't figure it out, knowing that it was a fire pit, why she still couldn't control herself and insisted on jumping down?

The heartbeat is a little irregular.

She reached out and pressed her heart.

It usually takes only two days for her to snatch control of her body from Lu Qiao.

In order to be with Huo Yan and drink poison to quench her thirst, she forcibly controlled Lu Qiao's body. Lu Qiao's resistance became more and more intense these days, and she couldn't hold it back.

But she was still unwilling to relinquish control of her body.

Is she crazy?

Or is Huo Yan himself the poison, allowing her to be poisoned without knowing it?

Qiangwei thought about it, but didn't listen to him. When she came to her senses, Huo Yan was about to end the call, "...do your best, but my bottom line is that she still exists."

she?
Which she?
The sneer at the corner of Qiangwei's mouth was as it was sketched, and the arc didn't even change from the beginning to the end.

The person Huo Yan seems to be hiding in his heart is not her.

The "her" Huo Yan wants to keep now may not be her.

……

That night, Lu Qiao snatched control of his body.

The stars are inlaid in the sky, and the tide-like moonlight pours down, covering the whole city with a layer of silver veil.

Dreamy.

Lu Qiao stared blankly at the ceiling, her memory was still on the infusion bottle in the hotel room, but now, even the texture of the ceiling is different, where is she now?

After reacting for a while, her sluggish head began to turn.

The body no longer has the feeling of being out of strength when it has a fever, and it is very relaxed.

She sat up from the bed, skillfully turned on her phone to check the date.

It's been a week.

Lu Qiao narrowed her eyes, this time Qiangwei controlled her body for a long time.

Flipped around on the phone to see what kind of monster Qiangwei had done during the period of time when she was in control of her body.

Fortunately, Qiangwei was not so self-willed and didn't harass her friends.

In addition, all kinds of important software have already been password-set by her, and the two of them haven't shared memory yet, so if they can't unlock it, she naturally can't be a demon.

After the inspection, from the traces of mobile phone usage, I had a brief understanding of the traces of Qiangwei's life in the past few days, and did not do anything too outrageous.

This made Lu Qiao breathe a sigh of relief.

Stepping on the ground with bare feet, the white jade feet are shallowly sunken in the soft white velvet carpet, a series of shallow footprints.

A glass of water was taken from the water dispenser, and just as the warm water touched his lips, the door of the room was opened.

She subconsciously turned her head and met Huo Yan. The indifference on Mr. Huo's face made her almost think that she had returned to the time when they just met again.

There is no warmth in the eyes, and the deep black eyes are hard and unmelting ice.

Her footsteps seemed a little heavy, and she walked towards her step by step. For a moment, she thought that Huo Yan was coming to beat her.

Still secretly thinking in her heart, what did Qiangwei do these past few days to offend this person?
It's a pity that Qiangwei, a brat, did what she did, but she was asked to settle the rest?

Lu Qiao swallowed a mouthful of warm water.

Calmly, she secretly thought about what kind of attitude she should use to deal with Huo Yan.

Subconsciously stroking the scar on the back of his hand, Mr. Huo, who was facing the cloudy and uncertain face, suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny again.

"woke up?"

The corners of the eyes are raised slightly, and the arc looks inexplicably attractive.

With just two words, Lu Qiao understood what he meant.

"Well, wake up."

Lu Qiao took another sip of warm water to moisten his throat, and lightly tapped the cup with his index finger, with a dull voice.

Huo Yan unbuttoned the suit and put it on the sofa.

The smell of men's perfume on his body was covered by the smell of alcohol, and Lu Qiao saw Mr. Huo untie his tie with one hand, and his action was extraordinarily evil and wild.

Mr. Huo must be drunk.

Lu Qiao cautiously took two steps back toward the bedroom, stretched one hand behind him, ready to enter the room at any time, and then closed the door behind his back.

The action was bold and unrestrained, but Huo Yan's voice was still gentle, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Like a very gentle person by nature.

It can be just like it.

Lu Qiao's complexion was very pale, and his voice was as pale as water, and he said to him: "No, someone took the fever for me, and now I'm all cured, it's nothing."

His eyes reflected on the lamp above his head, the light was bright, and the dark night was embedded with a river of stars.

Huo Yan felt that she was three-point drunk, but in her eyes, she became six-point drunk.

The more vigilant Lu Qiao became, he put the water glass on the table beside him, ready to retreat.

Huo Yan walked over in three steps and two steps, and took the water glass. I don't know if it was an illusion, Huo Yan turned the glass, and the place where his lips touched was exactly where she had just touched.

Indirect kissing.

Her eyes flickered, whether it was or not, she took it as an illusion.

After drinking the water in the cup, there is a faint fragrance between the lips and teeth.

Aromatic rose fragrance.

It's haunting.

"I woke up, I don't think I will feel sleepy for a while, let's sit down and talk."

Lu Qiao frowned slightly.

chat?

What is there to talk about between them.

But it was only after ten o'clock, after waking up, it was really not sleepy for a while now.

The night is long and silent, if no one talks to her, does she want to keep her eyes open until dawn alone?

After weighing the pros and cons, Lu Qiao nodded.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Huo Yan's brows and eyes suddenly became warm.

"Let's talk about your subpersonality."

Lu Qiao raised her eyebrows, "Qiangwei?"

There was a hint of interest in his eyes, "Are you in love with her?"

This sentence is a bit off-topic.

But Huo Yan understood.

His face, which had looked better just now, was now gloomy again.

Lu Qiao tilted her head slightly, a little confused.

It is said that turning faces is faster than turning pages, but Mr. Huo is faster than turning pages, faster than the speed of light.

"You knew already?"

"what?"

"Rose's thoughts."

Lu Qiao deliberately prolonged the ending, said "Oh", and then said in a relaxed tone, "I know."

Huo Yan's face darkened even more.

"When? How did you know?"

Lu Qiao didn't like him talking to her like this, as if he was asking a criminal for a crime.

"Mr. Huo is checking the household registration. I'm not your subordinate. These should be my freedom. Why should I report to you one by one?"

Huo Yan frowned.

Looking down, I suddenly saw that she was not wearing shoes. The living room was not a bedroom, and there was no fluffy carpet and wooden floor. It was still a bit cool in the spring night.

He just changed the subject, "Why did you come out without wearing a pair of shoes?"

Lu Qiao also looked down at her feet. Her pearl-like nails were pink and tender, and they were quite cute against the brown wooden floor.

She said truthfully, "I didn't see where the slippers were."

Qiangwei is much more free than her indulgent and unrestrained love, and she doesn't know where to put the slippers. Anyway, she searched around the room, but couldn't find them.

Huo Yan curled up his toes slightly, and Huo Yan's eyes were darker.

Suddenly he bent down and picked her up.

Princess hug.

Lu Qiao could feel his hands sticking to her back and the bend of her legs, calloused and warm.

She was at a loss, in Huo Yan's arms, at a loss what to do.

Huo Yan put her on the sofa, but didn't stand up straight, put his hands on the back of the sofa, still bent over to look at her.

In the eyes is the unfathomable deep sea.