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

Huo Yan didn't know what he had been through these days. There was no news before, and a corpse that matched his characteristics in many places was salvaged from the sea, making people almost believe that something happened to him.

Now it suddenly appeared again, with gauze wrapped around her body, and she couldn't even move smoothly. Now in front of Lu Qiao, she was smiling like a child.

Lu Qiao couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but it was very complicated.

The thorns grew wildly, entangled her heart tightly, she couldn't breathe, it hurt, and there was a feeling she couldn't describe.

It's a terrible feeling.

My head is a mess, a mess.In this state, she is especially prone to cranky thoughts.

Inexplicably, a sentence popped up in my mind, I don't know if I will be awakened by the nightmare tonight, or if I will still suffer from heartache.

There were many nightmares, most of which were Huo Yan as the protagonist, very terrifying nightmares, she woke up from nightmares almost every day for more than half a month.

Severe lack of sleep, always dizzy, even the footsteps are fluttering.

Not to mention the heartache problem.

The pain really felt like I was going to die, and I wanted to dig out the painful place directly so that it wouldn't hurt anymore.

She really didn't want to experience that pain again.

Because it really hurts too much.

Lu Qiao's thoughts drifted a little far away, everything was so unreal, she always thought it was a dream.

In the blink of an eye, she was already held in someone's arms.

Very warm, hug with the smell of disinfectant.

Lu Qiao sniffed, his nose aching from the weird smell of disinfectant.

She saw Huo Yan limping over just now, and then, she stretched out her hand and hugged her tightly in her arms.

The button of the clothes hit my heart, and it hurt a little.

That person's breathing was close to his ear, and the sound of his breathing was not smooth. It could be heard that his mood was not very calm.

Lu Qiao's hand drooped naturally, and subconsciously tilted his head slightly, placing it on the man's shoulder, clearly feeling that his body temperature was warm.

Even a little overheated, very warm temperature.

She can still feel the touch of the muscles, and there is amazing power under the skin.

It's a real touch.

Not fake.

"Lu Qiao, maybe you don't believe me, but I've been thinking about you."

When he was struggling with life and death, he half-stepped into the abyss of death. At that time, he thought of Lu Qiao.

The beautiful girl in my memory looked up at him, her eyes were like stars falling, and she smiled very beautifully.

Pink lips parted slightly, and she said to him: "Huo Yan, if you lose me, I will never forgive you."

With these words, he survived a desperate situation, even if he was covered with scars, every scar was bleeding outwards, he stepped out of the dead end, stepping on the blood all over the place, and stepped out of the way of life.

Because he knew he couldn't die.

If he died like this, Lu Qiao would never forgive him for the rest of his life.

The sinful man has not yet redeemed himself.

When he was not reconciled to being mentioned by Lu Qiao for the rest of his life, he only had hatred.

Never forgive.

It sounded like a word that made his heart tremble.

He didn't want it to happen in reality.

In a sense, it was Lu Qiao who saved him.

This hug is unbearable and justifiable.

Lu Qiao's eyelashes trembled, she slowly stretched out her hand, her fingers moved slightly, like an embracing movement, slowly approaching Huo Yan's body, but in the end she turned her palm over, and she pushed Huo Yan away forcefully.

The wound on his chest was touched, and Huo Yan suffered from pain, his face changed and he was quite pale.

Lu Qiao's outstretched hand seemed to pause for a moment, but in the end he left without turning his head, without saying anything, leaving Huo Yan's back extremely indifferent.

Yi Zhi was frowning all the time, "Brother Yan, I told you that Lu Qiao has no heart at all, you put her in your heart, but she may not remember your kindness..."

Yi Zhi was brooding over Lu Qiao's attitude before.

"Brother Yan, you shouldn't like a woman like Lu Qiao at all. A person like her has no heart. No matter how nice you are to her, she won't even be moved..."

He complained endlessly, and he obviously had a big opinion on Lu Qiao.

Huo Yan glanced over with a cold look, and Yi subconsciously fell silent.

When Huo Yan's gaze was retracted again, Yi Zhi realized that his reaction was too cowardly.

Unwilling to admit defeat, he wanted to say something, but Huo Yan seemed to have eyes behind his back, almost the moment he was about to open his mouth, he turned his head and looked over.

His eyes were deep and dark, and he fell directly on Yi Zhi's body. Yi Zhi shuddered fiercely, and couldn't speak any more when he reached his mouth.

But endured and endured, the breath in his heart could not be suppressed, he thought of Lu Qiao's appearance, the anger and unhappiness in his heart was like the moment when a volcano erupted, the smoke and dust were flying, and the smell of burnt ashes was everywhere.

He couldn't help but said again: "Brother Yan, if this goes on like this, you will end up falling on such a person for the rest of your life!"

Speaking of Lu Qiao, his face was full of disgust, and he didn't hide it at all, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy drug she gave you, why can't you see her cold heart?"

Yi Zhi regards Huo Yan as his own brother, and he can't even see anyone saying bad things, let alone Lu Qiao's attitude of not caring about his life or death.

It is no exaggeration to say that if possible, he could replace Huo Yan and directly destroy the relationship between the two of them.

And it's still the kind of old and dead.

However, what may not exist, will not exist in this life.

After all, Huo Yan would not give him such an opportunity, and Master Yi Zhiyi was also cowardly.

It is the kind that is purely greedy but not courageous.

So he can only vent his anger with his mouth.

"Lu Qiao is not a good person at all. You didn't know whether you were alive or dead before, but she didn't even respond at all. She should eat, drink, and learn painting in leisure time..."

Life and death are not trivial matters, even outsiders, when they hear this news, they will inevitably sigh with emotion.

But Lu Qiao was real that day, he didn't react at all, even his face didn't change, why did he tell him that there was still class?

He was the most important person to his elder brother Zhen, even when he was about to die, he still wanted to think about her, but he didn't feel sad at all.

It's really cool.

The more he thought about it, the more resentment he felt in Yi Zhi's heart, and what he said was a bit harsh.

He chattered bad things about Lu Qiao in Huo Yan's ear.

"boom!"

The glass was placed heavily on the coffee table, and the hot tea inside splashed out, inevitably leaving marks on the table.

"That's enough, I don't want to hear you say that a second time."

There was a warning in Huo Yan's eyes.

Yi Zhi's heart trembled, he moved his lips, and said unwillingly: "Brother Yan..."

Huo Yan's face was ugly, "I know you want to fight for me, but what kind of person is she, I don't trust anyone except my own judgment."

"She's not the kind of cold-blooded person."

Even if it was, he was forced to do so.

Yi Zhi was so angry that he even forgot to persuade him, "You're just obsessed with ghosts!"

In fact, there are even more ugly words, and if I want to say them, I directly scold the person who has been given the ecstasy soup.

But after Huo Yan got angry, the wound on his body was involved, Huo Yan snorted, Yi Zhi suddenly became nervous, and Lu Qiao forgot everything.

Huo Yan clutched his wound, the snow-white shirt was pushed by Lu Qiao just now, blood oozes from the wound, white and red, it looks very scary.

Yi Zhi hurriedly went to check the wound on his body.

Complained in a low voice, Lu Qiao didn't know the severity of his strikes, it was really deceiving people too much.

The pain in the wound caused the nerves to twitch, Huo Yan glanced at him, and looked at him until he couldn't continue, and then looked away.

Yi Zhi lowered his head and secretly rolled his eyes.

Color blinds the mind.

Brother Yan is really hopeless.

……

Lu Qiao hardly knew how she got out of the villa, as if there was some particularly terrifying beast following her, she ran outside without looking back.

On the road leading to the villa in the suburbs this day, many passers-by saw a beautiful woman who seemed to have a mental problem, standing on the side of the road, ignoring the strange eyes cast by her surroundings, crying and laughing , behaved very strangely.

The tears had flowed clean, but the sockets of her eyes were still sore and sore. Lu Qiao's hysteria almost exhausted all her strength, and she couldn't stand crying.

As the sky gradually darkened, she regained her sanity and remembered that she wanted to go home.

Take out your phone from your pocket.

After pressing the power button a few times, the phone didn't respond. The screen was dark, and her face was clearly reflected, stained with tears, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Looks like a madman.

Lu Qiao's eyes froze, and his emotions suddenly became a little complicated.

She has never lost her composure on the street like she is now.

Not since childhood.

For the first time, it was because of Huo Yan that he completely ignored his image.

Lu Qiao wiped off the tear stains on his face with all his strength, thinking that he could wipe away all the gaffes just now.

But no.

The scene of standing on the side of the road just now, with no manners at all, crying and laughing, has been playing in a loop in my mind.

Reminding her over and over again.

She, Lu Qiao, lost her temper because of Huo Yan again.

And it was on the side of the road, where there were countless people coming and going, crying and laughing.

Embarrassment spread from the bottom of my heart, with a trace of self-loathing.

No prospects!
Who is Huo Yan to you?

What does his life and death have to do with you?
All the mannerisms you have practiced for so many years have been eaten by dogs?
Just because of him?

why?
……

why?
This question has been on her mind ever since she thought about it.

She had an obsessive-compulsive attack, asking herself over and over again, wanting an accurate answer.

Why is Huo Yan always that special case in her life?
It was fine before, but now, is she really obsessed with it?
Get lost in the street for him.

Ah.

Lu Qiao, your future!