Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

When you are depressed, it takes time to calm down.

Huo Sang took a deep breath, leaned on the sofa, and didn't want to see what Xing Chenyou was doing. He just calmed down and hoped that he could calm down and not think about An Qingsi, let alone Xing Chenyou.

"What are you dazed for?"

At this time, Xing Chenyou's voice suddenly came from beside her ears, it was as if it exploded in her ears.

She turned her head, but didn't see Xing Chenyou, she only saw him when she lowered her head, he was squatting at her feet, she was sitting now, when she lowered her head, she could only see the top of his black head.

Hawthorne subconsciously straightened his back, "Xing Chenyou, what are you doing?"

She was so surprised that her beautiful eyes widened a little like a frightened bird.

"Take off your socks." Xing Chenyou's tone was a little impatient.

Hawthorne pursed her lips, as if realizing what he was going to do, her legs shrank back a bit, and she remembered that day when it was raining heavily, the wind was blowing, and there was lightning and thunder, when she stepped on that halfway with her bare feet. I didn't feel much on the completed construction site, but in retrospect, there were a lot of broken stones in a mess on the ground, and her feet were not solid walls, so they hurt, very painful.

But there's no need to tell Xing Chenyou, lest she think she has something wrong with him and is tempted.

"I have athlete's foot, Mr. Xing, you'd better stay away from my feet." Hawthorne tried to draw back his feet, clinging to the sofa.

Xing Chenyou looked up at her, his eyes were deep and deep, "Take off your socks."

"It's not convenient." Hawthorne bit his lip, telling the truth.

She was going to be Xing Chenyou's secretary for a few days, so she was wearing a standard secretary suit, a hip skirt and a pair of crystal stockings.

A woman takes off her stockings in front of a man...

Huo Sang would blush just thinking about that scene, she didn't want to do such an ambiguous and embarrassing thing, let alone in front of Xing Chenyou.

"Are you sure?" Xing Chenyou raised his eyebrows, and his deep voice was a little unclear.

Hawthorne felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and before she could speak, she heard a ripping sound.

She looked down, and Xing Chenyou pulled the stockings away with a big hand, and the bruises and scars on her feet were more clearly revealed
Huo Sang wanted to retract his legs, but Xing Chenyou's big hands firmly grasped his ankles, making him unable to move at all.

"It hurts..." His hand was still involved in the wound, and it hurt her instantly when he pinched her.

"Be honest when it hurts!" Xing Chenyou's tone was cold and deep.

Hawthorne pursed his lips, looked down at him with a complex expression, fell silent for a moment, thought for a while, this was originally because of his injury, even if he rubbed the medicine for her like this, she could afford it!

Thinking of this, Hawthorne no longer flinched and struggled, but kept silent.

Xing Chenyou didn't speak either.

Hawthorne thought to himself, he probably thought it was the injury caused by the bastard who tied her up that day tied up her legs.

Xing Chenyou kneaded Huo Sang's feet skillfully, and Huo Sang obviously felt that the swelling on the instep seemed to be more comfortable.

He looks like he does this a lot.

Hawthorne bit his lip, and couldn't help feeling sour again. He didn't need to think about her to think why he was so skilled.

There is a childhood sweetheart in the family who has been dancing ballet since he was a child. It is normal to get sprained from dancing.

This skillful technique is probably from birth to familiarity.

The expression on Hawthorne's face became a little colder again, and the air was filled with silence.

Xing Chenyou held Huo Sang's feet, his expression was calm, and there was no trace of charm on his face.

Her skin is very fair, but now her feet are bruised and purple, and there are all kinds of scratches, like a piece of white jade has been stained, and the beauty is ruined all at once.

One of her feet was held in Xing Chenyou's hand, and he could clearly see her whole foot, so this time, he saw the sole of her foot, and there was a scar on the sole of her foot.

It's like stepping on a pile of rubble, and then being cut by those rubble bit by bit, some with big holes and some with small holes.

Xing Chenyou's brows were knotted. He held Huo Sang's feet, stared at the soles of her feet for a few seconds, and suddenly stretched out his hand to rub them.

Hawthorne retracted his feet, "What are you doing!"

Xing Chenyou raised his face, sat down on the sofa, and asked her in a deep voice, "What's the matter with your feet?"

Hawthorne turned his face away, not wanting to look at him, "What's the matter, isn't it because the bastard tied me up last time, and I kicked it everywhere to make it like this."

Xing Chenyou didn't know what was going on, so he smiled, "Huo Sang, do you think I'm a fool?"

Hawthorne glanced at him quickly and was dazzled by his rare smile, but she quickly turned her head again, "I don't understand what you are talking about, but you are Xing Chenyou, how could you be a fool?"

"Where have you been? Why are there scratches on the soles of your feet?" Xing Chenyou put away the smile just now, and didn't intend to play sloppy eyes with her anymore, his expression became serious in an instant.

Even if Chen Guanghui tied him up and struggled in various ways, there shouldn't be such traces.

Hawthorne frowned, anyway, he would not tell what happened on the rainy day, "We are not a real couple, I don't need to explain everything to you, and I don't need to report to you wherever I go. ?”

Xing Chenyou was stunned for a rare look, and then his eyes became darker.

Seeing Xing Chenyou's expression, Huo Sang felt a little nervous, "Don't keep threatening me with little stars, can't I have some privacy? Xing Chenyou, don't worry about it too much!"

Xing Chenyou's face was dark and difficult to see.

The night is as cold as water, how can this hotel room be so cold?

As soon as Xing Chenyou let go, Huo Sang immediately withdrew his foot, leaning on the sofa, he squeezed away from Xing Chenyou.

Hawthorne bit his lip and raised his chin slightly to look at him.

Loser is not lost!
Xing Chenyou's face suddenly turned ugly, and he stared at Huo Sang.

Huo Sang couldn't bear this sight, jumped up from the sofa, and was about to go to the bathroom, when Xing Chenyou suddenly stretched out his hand, and she threw herself on him, sitting sideways on his lap.

"Huo Sang." Xing Chenyou opened his mouth, his face was still ugly, his hand was holding down Huo Sang, under his hands, Huo Sang could not move.

"You have already posted my name, Xing Chenyou, and you will never be able to escape my name in your life. Even if I don't love you, even if I lose that marriage certificate with you in the future, you will not be free."

Xing Chenyou's voice was deep and deep, which made Huo Sang's heart sink deeply.

"I'm a person with a bad temper, and I don't like people hiding things from me."

Hawthorne felt that his voice was ghastly in his ears, and the fascists were not as ghastly as him!