Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Huo Jingmo is still dressed in black today, with a black shirt, black short vest and black trousers, and his slender and straight legs are wrapped in the boots.

The whole person was full of awe.

Even sitting on the bed, one can't raise a trace of charming thoughts, only trembling and frightening.

For example, the little rose in front of me cried when she saw him at the first sight.

When she cried, she was like a kitten, her voice was thin and low, soft, and she could cry to the bottom of people's hearts.

He took off the black leather gloves on his hands and waved to Gu Ruojiao.

"come over."

Little Rose subconsciously walked towards him.

He just came back to his senses when he was about to reach him, but it was already too late.

Huo Jingmo stretched out his long arms and pulled her to his side.

A teardrop in her eye dripped onto him, staining the black shirt with a drop of water.

But Huo Jingmo didn't care.

Because Little Rose cried so much that her makeup was all gone.

"It's ugly."

Little Rose's thin sniffling sound stopped for a while.

Then get off him.

But he was pushed back by the man's hand on the back.

The mountain weighed on his chest.

To match the dress, she wore one of those silk bodice that served only as a cover.

Little Rose finally realized that she was going to be shy.

In a panic, she wanted to distance herself from him, but she forgot that the man's hand was still on her waist.

He was pressed against her again.

The skirt she is wearing today is very close-fitting and thin, and she can easily feel the fabric and cutting lines on the man.

Ears are slightly hot

Huo Jingmo stared at her red earlobe with interest.

Not only looking, but also touching, not to mention touching, the pulp of the thumb was gently rubbed.

Then I saw the redness on her ears spread all the way to her neck.

His fingertips followed that red and walked slowly downstream.

"Nice color."

I don't know if I'm praising the skirt or something else.

Little Rose tried to avoid his fingers lingering ambiguously on the edge of the collarbone, but she couldn't dodge no matter what.

Seeing his finger all the way down on the mountain peak, her fair cheeks were so red that they were about to bleed.

"You, you can't..."

She stuttered when she panicked, and she was so innocent that people wanted to do even more extreme things to her.

Huo Jingmo slightly hooked his lips, although there was no smile in his eyes: "Why not? You dressed like this, you asked me to do these things."

"no."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Little Rose's face because of his words, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Huo Jingmo, who made people cry, didn't intend to coax her. Instead, he touched her tear-wet eyelashes amusedly.

He had already been in Huashang Beach a day ago, and he was too lazy to show up at first, only thinking about his adjutants to deal with these unprofitable businessmen who didn't get up early.

Unexpectedly, it gave him such a surprise.

He looked at the delicate little rose and cried into little tears.

He was obviously in a terrible embarrassment, but he only thought of pressing her under him and bullying her to the point of crying, whether it was so pretty.

Huo Jingmo's throat was a little on fire.

The eyes staring at Little Rose became hot.

It's a pity that the delicate little rose was immersed in her own sadness unconsciously.

Huo Jingmo couldn't help holding onto the mountain peak, and casually spoke in a low and low voice with a hint of control in his heart.

"What isn't it? Aren't you just showing me now?"

Little Rose couldn't cry immediately, and shyly pushed his hand.

But he couldn't push it away, and instead, he had the illusion that he was pressing on it with him, and his eyes instantly became foggy again.

But this time it was shameful.

Huo Jingmo's throat rolled.