Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

After that, Ning Qian began to concentrate on tidying up her workshop.

She usually doesn't let the cleaning lady come in to clean up, because some unfinished works are placed on the ground, and they are easy to be trampled.

So, because I didn't come back for a long time, the whole workshop was covered with dust.

The woman pulled out the mask and handed it to Huo Yanze.

"Let me clean up first. If you don't want to go out, just put on a mask and wait for me over there."

When talking, Ning Qian didn't dare to look directly at the man. Her shallow amber pupils were covered by her long eyelashes, and only a little halo could be revealed. Her slender and thick eyelashes fluttered like flying butterflies, which made people feel dizzy. itch.

There was an indescribable and unexplainable emotion flowing in the man's heart.

Huo Yanze has already discovered the abnormality of the woman, but he has no way to guess the real emotional changes of the woman.

I had no choice but to hold back the feelings in my heart and said in a deep voice.

"No, I can clean it for you too. You go and collect your works first, and I will clean the floor."

After the man finished speaking, he went to get the broom in Ning Qian's hand.

In fact, Ning Qian hadn't reacted yet, she stepped back a little, and her fingers naturally touched the man.

The fingertips were slightly cold and ruddy. When they touched something warm, they trembled subconsciously and curled into the palm of the hand.

"What are you afraid of?"

Huo Yanze smiled lowly, and a smile flowed from his lips.

Holding the broom, he leaned over to look at Ning Qian, with gentle and caring eyes.

Ning Qian nodded slightly, as a response to the man's words.

She raised her eyes inadvertently, and bumped into Huo Yanze's gaze. The air was full of the smell of dust, mixed with a bit of pungent paint smell, only a long and deep sandalwood breath around, dispelled Ning Qian's mind. drowsy.

But this breath engulfed her like a wooden vine, almost drowning her in those long, narrow and deep phoenix eyes.

Ning Qian looked away, restraining all her emotions tightly.

"Then I'll pack it up, thank you."

"Thank you, don't be too polite with me."

Huo Yanze suddenly leaned over and wrapped Ning Qian in his arms, his cold voice passing by her ears.

"Mr. Huo, can you let go first?"

Ning Qian's voice revealed a bit of helplessness.

Her wrist was also held in the palm of the man's hand, and he stroked it gently. Although there was nothing wrong with it, it made Ning Qian blush and feel hot, as if there was a kitten in her chest, scratching back and forth.

Ning Qian's fingertips trembled.

"No, you promised me, hug me when you have time."

"But now we're cleaning. I smell dusty all over. Don't you bother to pick it up? Let's talk about it when we go back."

Ning Qian's refusal was obvious.

The man didn't speak for a long time, but the movements of his hands slowed down, and he wasn't restrained as desperately as before.

He seemed to have understood that if he really wanted to keep a person, it was impossible to rely on strength alone.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we go back."

After Huo Yanze finished speaking, he let go of the woman. He withdrew his hand, but couldn't help stroking the top of the woman's hair, grabbing a strand of hair.

The broken hair flowed away in the palm of his hand, and Ning Qian also walked away.

Only the light and cold fragrance lingered in front of him made Huo Yanze feel warm in his heart.

He began to sweep the floor silently, helping Ning Qian tidy up those messy works together.

man thought.

It doesn't matter if you are emotionally affected...

After all, Ning Qian will become his person in the future, not a weakness to be manipulated by others, nor a long knife that can cut out the heart.

It's just his... Ning Qian.

his wife.

It took the two of them half an hour to clean up the workshop before it was spotless.

In order to facilitate subsequent cleaning, Ning Qian put away some works that could not be finished in a short period of time, and also took out some prepared paints, and prepared to put them in the Huo family's studio.

She looked around and couldn't tell what she was feeling.

The next time I come to the studio, I don't know when it will be.

Huo Yanze didn't see the woman's emotions. He lowered his head and sorted out some works on the table, preparing to take them away later.

Those works are a little wrinkled, and the color is much worse than Ning Qian's usual works, and some of the works have been damaged long ago, with the corners torn off.

"What... what are you doing with these?"

"I like it very much, I'm going to take it back."

The man said in a deep voice, those works were carefully stored in a box by him.

Ning Qian frowned slightly, she actually didn't quite understand the other party's behavior.

Even more uncertain about Huo Yanze's intentions.

"How about I go back and draw some more pictures for you?"

"No, you'd better take a good rest, these will be fine."

Huo Yanze's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his expression always carried a bit of coldness and solemnity. At this moment, when responding to the woman's words, there was a bit of a smile in his narrow and deep phoenix eyes, but it seemed that he was very serious.

He is greedy for Ning Qian's things.

This emotion came for no reason, or in other words, he simply wanted to take it for himself!

Huo Yanze was not aware of this emotion yet, so he remained decent and calm.

Ning Qian didn't talk to the man, he just cleaned up the paint bottle that the woman left outside, and took her soft hand naturally.

"It's all installed, you can go back now, you can talk to your friends."

"Understood, you let go of me first, and I'll go now."

Ning Qian pulled out her finger. She tried her best to control her thoughts, not wanting to lose her composure.

The man's hands were too hot, the temperature from his fingertips burned all the way to his arms, chest, and even his snow-white face, it was unbearably hot.

Like a bunch of roses in full bloom.

Winding, climbing...until it connects the whole body.

Ning Qian retracted her thoughts, as if she had made up her mind completely.

In order to avoid having unreasonable thoughts about men, it's better for them to keep a distance, and don't... contact them if it is not necessary in the future.

After thinking this through, Ning Qian finally let go of the big stone in her heart.

She opened the door of the workshop casually, and met the eyes of the staff and students.

"Mr. Ning, why did it take so long to clean up?"

"What are you whispering to my husband? Why is your face so red!"

what? !

After hearing these few words, Ning Qian could feel the scorching heat on her face.

How could her face be red.

So she didn't respond directly to these people at all, but brought up a topic casually.

"I packed up my things. Next time, the door of my house will be open, and I can just let my aunt clean it at any time. Remember to go back early."

"Know it!"

It happened that Huo Yanze came out of the work room, holding the storage box in one hand, and casually put his arm around the woman with the other.

Ning Qian was stunned for a moment, but she didn't pull out her hand.

Forget it, just treat it as a face to the man.

After all, just now...he also lied to these people.

However, this will definitely be the last time.

She wants to cut off the last relationship with Huo Yanze!
Huo Yanze is not a good man, if he has been married to him, what will be the result?

Don't have any agreement, it will only make her more lost...