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It was a small pocket bug.

The night Lu Xiao escaped, he came to find Nan Hua and took her into the car.

When driving towards the river, he noticed a car following behind him, and instinctively felt that it was Lu Xiao's car.

He had a plan.

While she was not paying attention, he glued a pocket bug into a crack of her bag.

If you don't look for it deliberately, you won't notice it.

Later, when there were too many things, I forgot about this little bug.

Huo Beiyao looked down at the bug. He was always eloquent, but he didn't know how to explain it.

To be honest, I was afraid that she would be angry, but I didn't want to lie to her.

His trust in her had dropped to zero, and if he lied to her again, it would be his own death.

By now, Nanhua was actually not very angry anymore, she was used to being watched, monitored and eavesdropped by him, but the feeling of humiliation was still lingering.

"That night by the river, you eavesdropped on my conversation with Lu Xiao, right?" she asked.

Huo Beiyao hummed.

"What did you hear?"

"It's nothing."

Of course Nanhua knew what he heard.

The words Lu Xiao said were fluent and extremely ambiguous, which could easily be misunderstood, but she was too lazy to explain.

Do not trust, no amount of explanation is useless.

Huo Beiyao suppressed the shame in his heart, lowered his eyebrows, and stared at her deeply.

He really wanted to go up to her and hug her, and said to her: Forget about him, just love me alone, okay?

But he was also afraid of being pushed away by her, afraid that she would get angry, and even more afraid that she would get annoyed.

After living for 29 years, for the first time, he felt anxious about gains and losses, and lost control over his emotions.

Probably because people care too much, people will become cautious, especially afraid of losing.

"Hold out your hand." Nan Hua said calmly.

Huo Beiyao stretched out his right hand.

Nanhua put the bug in his palm, "No matter what happens to us in the future, I hope you will respect me. To love someone, you must first treat her as a person, you know?"

Maybe because of the car accident, he didn't favor Lin Yanyan. It was the first time she spoke to him so calmly.

Huo Beiyao slowly closed his long fingers, then suddenly raised his hand and threw the bug into the trash can 30 meters away.

"It won't happen in the future, but the purpose of arranging bodyguards for you is definitely not to monitor you, but to protect you."

Nanhua naturally knew.

The bodyguards were arranged next door to her house, and the role of protection was greater than that of surveillance.

"Hold out your left hand," she said.

Huo Beiyao obediently stretched out his injured left hand.

He had already removed the gauze, revealing a well-cut wound.

The dark red scars are shocking.

Nanhua's soft fingertips gently scratched the edge of his wound, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Huo Beiyao's palm felt numb, and his heart trembled unconsciously, as if a strange electric sensation was transmitted from his palm to his heart.

Like when they first fell in love, even if she touched her hand, it was like an electric shock.

He said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

Nan Hua scratched the back of his hand with her fingers and held it gently.

There was a touch of emotion in that grip.

She said: "Go back, don't pick me up tomorrow morning. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and my assistant will take me to the airport."

Huo Beiyao said "um", but still stood still.

In fact, there was nothing to say, but it was rare that she was willing to talk to him so much today, and he was reluctant to leave.

How rare.

She wasn't angry today, and she didn't treat him coldly. She even shook his hand and said so many things to him.

like a dream.

Nan Hua let go of his hand, turned around, and walked into the cave without looking back.

Until I got home, I still felt two deep gazes on her back, as if they were stuck to her back.

After going home, she changed her shoes and walked into the master bedroom. She subconsciously stood at the window and looked downstairs.

Sure enough, she saw the man standing under her window, the familiar figure was tall and straight, like a pine and a bamboo.

He is tall, straight and stylish, with a natural clothes hanger, a simple black cashmere coat, he just wears it like a male model in a show, elegant, dignified and free and easy.

Just standing there and doing nothing is a special scenery.

Seeing her looking downstairs, Huo Beiyao smiled at her with the corners of his lips raised.

On a winter night, the sky is gray and cold.

But as long as he saw her, his heart became very warm, as if he had squeezed a hot spring, with bubbling heat from top to bottom.

He didn't even bother to wash the hand she held.

The next afternoon.

Nan Hua and Zhu Li arrived in Haicheng by plane.

The two went to the reserved hotel and took a rest.

I had dinner early at five o'clock, and went to the nearby fashion coast to watch a wedding dress show.

In their line of work, they have to watch shows from time to time, improve their aesthetics, seek inspiration and creativity, and seek breakthroughs.

The show costumes are magnificent and beautiful, with a giant oil tanker as the stage, sea view and lanterns as the background, the perfect combination of natural and artificial, showing the charm of prosperity.

The wedding dress displayed by the model is gorgeous and high-end, which is Nanhua's favorite CHANEL brand.

The whole show was so beautiful that it was like a gluttonous fashion feast, which made people feel excited.

After watching the show, the two took a taxi back to the hotel to rest.

Tomorrow, I will go to several famous art galleries in Haicheng.

Zhu Li booked a standard room for one person, one for each person.

Nan Hua went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a hotel bathrobe, and was about to blow her hair with a hair dryer when she heard someone ring the doorbell.

Through the cat's eyes, I saw a familiar handsome face outside.

The thick black hair was combed back, exposing a smooth and cold forehead, the deep and handsome facial features can be seen at a glance, and there is a hint of rebellion in the eyes.

The neat high-end suit is dignified and neat, as if he just came back from the chamber of commerce.

It turned out to be Huo Beiyao.

Nan Hua was surprised.

Why did he come to Haicheng?

But thinking that he might have arranged for someone to hide nearby to protect her, it's not surprising that he could find her here.

She opens the door.

The man held up a beautifully packaged magnolia flower, handed it to her, and said softly, "Come to have a meeting, and stop by to see you."

"Your voice……"

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time, and his throat was dry and hoarse. It was a little bit close to Mr.'s smokey voice, but not quite like it.

The man clenched his hands into fists, raised them to his lips and coughed lightly, and said, "During the meeting, I smoked a lot, and my voice was a little hoarse."

Nan Hua thought that his voice would be like this when he smoked too much in the past, so he didn't take it to heart.

He took the flowers, turned around and walked towards the tea table.

She bent down and put the flowers on the coffee table.

As soon as he turned around, the man hugged her in his arms, his hot kisses fell on her hair, and his big hands wrapped around her slender waist.

Nan Hua smelled a hint of danger, and pushed him hard, "What are you doing?"

"I miss you, I don't see you for a day, I miss you like crazy, let me give you a good hug."

Nanhua thought of how cautious he was when they left last night.

He suddenly became so insolent again tonight, and a rebellious mentality suddenly arose in his heart.

She tilted her head to avoid his burning kiss, and shouted, "Huo Beiyao, let me go!"

"Don't let it go, I won't let it go in this life." He hugged her tighter and kissed her again.

Nan Hua stretched her neck so long that she avoided his kiss, and at the same time broke his arm around her waist with her hand.

In a hurry, he touched the smooth palm of his left hand.

Startled, she touched it again.

The man's left hand was intact, without a single scar.

Her heart skipped a beat.