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

"Don't you think that statement is inconsistent?"

Jin Chen muttered in a low voice, but Lu Qiao's hearing was good, so he quarreled with him dissatisfied.

"You don't care about me, I just want to torment him for nothing. Why don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, you bite me."

"I am convinced. Of course I am convinced. I am convinced. Anyway, you are beautiful, and you are right."

Only then was Lu Qiao satisfied, hugging the pillow on the car, leaning his head against the car glass, and dozed off.

The car pulled over, and about ten minutes later, Huo Yan came.

Jin Chen didn't show up and asked the female assistant to send Lu Qiao down. He sat in the car and watched Huo Yan's car drive away before making a sound.

"Okay, let's go."

The assistant turned to him and asked, "Mr. Jin, where shall I take you back? Is it the villa or the apartment in the city center?"

There is no one at the villa, it is relatively quiet, Qin Suhui and Xiao Xiangsi are now living in the apartment in the city center.

Jin Chen's face darkened, he closed his eyes, "Go to the apartment..."

After a pause, he said again: "Forget it, just go back to the villa."

He and Qin Suhui had a big fight a few days ago, and Qin Suhui said indiscriminately, "I wish I had never met you", which completely hurt him.

In his life, the luckiest thing for him was to meet her.

He never thought that one day Qin Shuhui would say such words to him.

It was as if a knife was constantly stirring in his heart, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

The environment in the car was cramped, and the people in the car stopped talking and chose to be quiet and depressing, which was simply suffocating.

After drinking too much wine and playing drunk for a while, Lu Qiao is now very sleepy and drowsy.

Ever since Huo Yan carried her into the car, she has been sleeping quietly on his shoulder, acting like a child.

After a while, probably feeling that the sleeping position was uncomfortable, she fell into his arms, resting her head on his legs, and then rubbed him in satisfaction.

Her hair was messed up, covering her flushed face, and a strand of hair fluttered slightly with her breathing.

It made her nose itch, she let out a dissatisfied dream, and then hid her face even deeper.

Huo Yan stretched out his hand and gathered all the broken hair behind her ears.

Cheeks and earlobes flushed from the smell of alcohol were exposed.

The side face is gentle and harmless, looking demure and beautiful.

Huo Yan's fingers stopped at the end of her hair and did not move, staring at her sleeping face, his eyes were a little dark, the ink color inside was getting thicker and thicker, spreading and sparkling, deep and unpredictable.

When we arrived at the villa where he lives now, Huo Yan stopped the driver who wanted to wake up Lu Qiao with his eyes, and I wanted to carry Lu Qiao down by myself.

Lu Qiao's weight was indeed a little light, but the wound on his arm was still unavoidably involved, which inevitably caused some pain. He couldn't help but gasped.

The driver stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Huo, your injury is still not healed, let me hug Miss Lu."

Huo Yan refused coldly and said, "No, I can do it myself."

The wound on his arm was painful, but he kept holding Lu Qiao firmly and carried her into the house.

Kicked open the door with his feet, and was about to put Lu Qiao down when Lu Qiao suddenly opened his eyes.

It was obviously a nightmare, with a look of lingering shock, and the fear that has not faded in his eyes.

There was no light in the room, and it was dark. When she saw a face close in front of her eyes, she screamed in fright, "Who!"

Huo Yan leaned over to put her down, and said softly, "It's me, Huo Yan."