Dressed as a female supporting role in an abusive novel, she was spoiled by the male lead

Chapter 84 Shi Quan Da Tonic Soup

Uncle Wang was slightly surprised: "Is there nothing? The sheets are not dirty?"

Zhao Xiaohe: "...No."

She thought for a while, and added: "My wife's room is very clean, and the trash can only has some normal household garbage."

Uncle Wang was in a daze, "It means they sleep in the same bed every day and do nothing? Is it true, sir..."

Zhao Xiaohe: "..."

She is just a servant, why tell her this?
In the afternoon, Uncle Wang called the family doctor to check Song Li's health under the pretext of a routine checkup.

Although the original owner's body is not weak, but it is indeed a little weak, and the family doctor will check her body regularly.Song Li didn't think too much, and cooperated with the doctor's examination honestly.

After the family doctor left, he was mysteriously pulled into a corner by Uncle Wang for questioning.

"The wife is in very good health and has no problems."

If there is nothing wrong with the woman, then there is something wrong with the man.

Uncle Wang felt that there were more wrinkles around his eyes.

When it was time for dinner, Uncle Wang served Huo Siyuan a bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup that had been simmering for several hours. I glanced at the position below the waist.

Uncle Wang pointed out: "Sir, it's a tonic soup prepared for you, please drink more."

After Huo Siyuan lifted the lid and saw the contents clearly, he paused for a few seconds while holding the spoon.

He looked up at Song Li, who was eating happily without noticing it.

Song Li just picked up a piece of crunchy lotus root. After meeting Huo Siyuan's deep gaze, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he subconsciously put the lotus root that was about to reach his mouth into Huo Siyuan's bowl.

Song Li: "Go ahead and eat."

Don't stare at her with the kind of eyes that want to eat her, it makes people flustered.

Huo Siyuan lowered his head calmly and ate the lotus root, and then drank the soup that Uncle Wang brought up without changing his face.

In the evening, as usual, Song Li put on pajamas that were so conservative that only the palms, ankles and parts above the neck were exposed.He quickly got into the bed, one left and one right, quickly pressed the quilts on both sides under his body, then lifted his legs and rolled up the quilts on his feet, wrapped himself tightly like a silkworm baby It is solid, no matter what outsiders look for, they can't find a flaw.

"Good night, Huo Siyuan." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and fell into a very peaceful sleep.

Huo Siyuan who witnessed the whole process: "..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, feeling a little helpless.

After he turned off the light, the room was plunged into darkness.

Song Li could only hear the rustling sound of undressing, and then the bed next to her sank, and Huo Siyuan lay beside her.

Song Li is now very used to lying with Huo Siyuan lying down.Originally thought that tonight would pass like this, but when Huo Siyuan lay down, he seemed to be tossing and turning a little irritably.

"Huo Siyuan, why don't you go back to your room and sleep!" Song Li couldn't sleep because of his noise, so he opened his eyes and turned to look at Huo Siyuan.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the room were open, and some faint light from outside slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the dimness, Song Li could barely see the outline of Huo Siyuan clearly.

He was panting, and his brow seemed to be covered with sweat.

Song Li met Huo Siyuan's eyes, those dark and deep eyes were frighteningly red, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Li was startled, and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead.

Huo Siyuan grabbed her wrist and Song Li found that his body temperature was scalding frighteningly hot.

"You're not sick, are you? Wasn't it fine just now? It won't be contagious!" Song Li hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand.

Huo Siyuan was okay when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he was so angry that he almost laughed when he heard the last sentence.

He grabbed Song Li's wrist and rolled over to hold her down.

Song Li stuttered a little excitedly: "What do you want to do at night?!"

Even in the dim light, the scorching flames in his eyes, as well as the fierce eyes that seemed to be staring at the prey, still fell clearly into Song Li's eyes.

She was a little flustered, trying to drive Huo Siyuan off with all her hands and feet.It's a pity that Song Li wrapped herself into a silkworm baby. Although it protected herself in some ways, it also imprisoned her movements.

Huo Siyuan supported her pillow with one hand, and held her struggling hands with the other.

The following content can be described as "eighteen prohibitions", and some things that cannot be described can be omitted.

Song Li was suppressed by Huo Siyuan, and the other person's scorching body temperature entangled him like a ball of flames, even through the quilt, he could feel the scorching heat.

Huo Siyuan held Song Li tightly in his arms, unable to break free at all.Huo Siyuan lowered his head and kissed her lips, blocking her words.

Song Li was terrified, startled and angry, this unfaithful dog man, did he agree to just sleep and not provoke her?Sure enough, if you can believe a man's words, a sow can climb a tree!

While struggling to slap his hand away, Song Li quickly turned his face to avoid his kiss, and shouted: "Huo Siyuan, stop! You promised me, stop now..."

Huo Siyuan stopped his movements, and the heavier panting sound sprayed in Song Li's ears. In the darkness, probably because he couldn't see clearly, his sense of hearing and touch became more acute.

Song Li could feel that the man looked at her with the dangerous eyes of a wild beast chasing its prey, the undisguised look in his eyes, warm and presumptuous.

"Ali, I feel bad..."

Huo Siyuan's voice was terribly hoarse at this time, and he endured depression and pain.

Song Li: "???"

He was panting, his breathing was a little unsteady: "Tonight's soup, Uncle Wang put something in it..."

Song Li wanted to cry, but she remembered the soup that Uncle Wang served Huo Siyuan mysteriously at dinner, she didn't think much about it at the time, but now she can't wait to go back to that time and knock over that bowl of soup with her palm.

"You know there's something in it, but you still drink it?!"

"Uncle Wang is an elder, I don't want him to disappoint his kindness..." Huo Siyuan rubbed against Song Li impatiently.

Song Li: I believe you ghost!

"Ari, help me..."

Song Li: "Why don't you just rub yourself on the quilt to vent your anger?"

Huo Siyuan: "..."

He felt that he was not tortured to death by yuhuo, he was killed by anger first.

"Then go to the bathroom and solve it yourself, don't you men know how to help themselves?"

Huo Siyuan took a deep breath, hot and unbearable pain spread all over his body, desire screamed crazily from his bones, his body trembled uncontrollably, his slender fingers slid across Song Li's face with scalding heat, and carefully depicted follow her silhouette.

"Ali, Ali..."

Huo Siyuan could only call Song Li's name over and over again, his voice was hoarse and sexy, full of suppressed madness.

Song Li covered his ears and pretended to be an ostrich, resolutely defending his innocence.

(End of this chapter)