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

They were all the same person, she couldn't see anything special about Lu Qiao.

Is that probably due to love?
Only love can make one person change the other person so much.

The wound on the wrist was still bleeding, Wen Ran still clenched his hand tightly.

No, she will never admit that Huo Yan has fallen in love with Lu Qiao again.

Huo Yan loves her, and can only love her!

Wen Ran glanced back at the operating room, Zhuang Lanshan glanced over, bit her lower lip, and hurriedly chased Huo Yan away.

Passing by Lu Qiao, Lu Qiao saw the delicate makeup on her face.

I scoffed secretly in my heart.

Wen Ran really refreshed her understanding of Wen Ran every time she met.

Her good friend is about to be sued and thrown into prison, she came to beg for mercy, and she still remembers to put on makeup on herself, so that she can always be a delicate little white flower.

Such a sense of love for beauty really has to be subdued.

Huo Yan took the elevator downstairs, Wen Ran didn't catch up with his elevator, turned around and ran down the stairs.

At this time, the sick beauty who has a fever when the wind blows, and is hospitalized when she gets dizzy can't care about being weak.

He ran down the sixth floor in one breath, and happened to catch up with Huo Yan.

She was out of breath from running, leaning against the wall to pant, her eyes lit up instantly when she saw Huo Yan, and she hurried over, "Ah Yan."

Huo Yan looked at her with cold eyes, the dark and cold abyss made people dare not look at her.

"Wen Ran, there are only three things. This is the first time. I don't want to have a second time."

The smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly froze, and even her makeup couldn't hide her pale face.

"Ayan, what do you mean?"

She had already guessed what he meant, but still couldn't believe it, she asked him stubbornly, hoping to hear the answer from her mouth.

You have to make yourself embarrassed, as if this can make yourself give up.

Or, if you want to hear a different answer from him, let him tell yourself that she guessed wrong.

In this way, maybe they will have an opportunity to start over.

Huo Yan, on the other hand, chose the former.

"Don't play any more tricks, don't appear in front of Lu Qiao again, as I said, we have nothing to do with each other, it's really over, don't do unnecessary things."

Whether it's the guilt of being poked in the center, or the sadness of being misunderstood by him, now Huo Yan can't even tell the expression on her face.

Only her voice was as familiar as ever, extremely sad, trembling, very soft, as if she had been wronged by the world, "A Yan, is that why you miss me?"

She just looked at him with teary eyes.

But it made him suddenly think of Lu Qiao, Lu Qiao and Wen Ran are really two completely different people.

Wen Ran is too soft, too fragile, shed tears at him even if she was wronged even a little bit, and acted like a baby with him, wanting to be comforted.

And Lu Qiao is like a thorn, he can't learn to be soft at all, and his whole body is covered with thorns. Since the reunion, in such a long time, the number of times he has seen her shed tears can be counted on one hand.

She was injured, and she never said it out. She would rather live in pain behind her back than expose the wound and let someone heal her.

Huo Yan lowered his eyes, "That's all for now, please do it yourself."

Wen Ran still had a lot to say before Huo Yan turned around and left.

She stretched out her hand, only grasping the cold air.

What Huo Yan left for her was the back view of her departure.