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

Many times, he wanted to stretch out his hand to block her and bear the storm for her.

However, he clearly knew that he couldn't.

Because he can't afford to gamble, once they cross the line, maybe they don't even have to be friends.

So he endured it, pretending not to know, seeing her hurt, heartbroken, but he didn't dare to reach out.

Because I care too much, there will be too many scruples, and my hands will be tied.

Only at this time, he can be presumptuous, stop pretending, and look at her so unscrupulously.

Unable to restrain himself, he slowly leaned over to her.

Pulling in inch by inch, he smelled the mellow aroma of red wine and the smell of rose water for women.

Like a silent invitation, it attracted him infinitely, making him unable to help but want to sink.

But when he was about to touch her eyebrows, Qi Yu woke up suddenly, looked at the face so close, and clenched his hands tightly.

As if someone had pressed the pause button, he looked down at Lu Qiao. After a long time, he finally stood up straight without doing anything.

He said hoarsely, "Good night."

He turned and hurried out of the room.

After closing the door, Qi Yu leaned against the door, the veins on his forehead were all exposed, it could be seen that he was trying his best to endure.

You can't do that, you can't take advantage of others' danger, you can't defile her so frivolously.

Taking a deep breath, it took a long time for the turbulent emotions in Qi Yu's eyes to calm down. He went downstairs lightly and poured himself a glass of wine.

It was still the bottle of wine that Lu Qiao brewed himself. It was a bit astringent. After swallowing it, a spicy and bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

Qi Yu closed his eyes, all emotions were forcibly pressed the stop button in this glass of wine...

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During dinner, he drank too much. Lu Qiao woke up with a headache in the middle of the night, and couldn't react to the decoration of some familiar rooms.

Did she drink too much at night and stayed at Mr. Qi's house?

The headache caused by the hangover made her unable to think. She rubbed her temples vigorously, and Lu Qiao reached for the mobile phone on the table.

It was past two o'clock at night.

It's still early, I definitely can't go now, I'd better sleep for a while.

Lu Qiao lay down and closed her eyes. The sudden pain in her temples prevented her from falling asleep. After an unknown amount of time, the phone buzzed.

Huo Yan's name lit up on the phone.

His eyes moved upwards slightly, the time was 02:30, just over ten minutes later.

It's so late, why is Huo Yan calling?

Lu Qiao hesitated for a moment before connecting.

The voice over there was noisy, just after "Hello", Huo Yan's voice came, "Qiao Qiao."

With drunkenness, his slightly hoarse voice was very clear in the dark night.

It's been a long time since I heard him call her "Jojo".

It's been a long time, it feels like a lifetime away.

My heart palpitated in disappointment.

Lu Qiao suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, "Huo Yan, you are drunk, you should call Wen Ran now and ask her to pick you up instead of bothering me in the middle of the night."

Huo Yan was so drunk that he didn't have the ability to think, as if he couldn't feel her coldness at all, he said to himself, "Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry."

The music was loud, Lu Qiao felt that he might have heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

Huo Yan repeated again, "Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry."

Lu Qiao was stunned.

I'm sorry.

She never expected that in her lifetime, she would be able to hear the three words "I'm sorry" from Huo Yan's mouth.