Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

If I remember correctly, today is the first time Huo Shichuan came here.

It can be said that Ye Jianhe has thought hard, knowing that Tang Suiwan likes to hide in the glass greenhouse to paint on sunny afternoons, so he made an appointment on today when the weather is clear.

On the pretext of something else, he led Huo Shichuan to the garden and left.

Tang Suiwan in her previous life was unaware of this, but one day, when she asked her uncle's recent situation in a daze, the man told her by biting her fingertips.

The man's lips were warm and moist, and the tip of his teeth pressed against Tang Suiwan's fingertips lightly. He exerted a little force, but quickly withdrew his force as if he was afraid of hurting her.

"What do you want them to do." Huo Shichuan's voice was low and hoarse, and he said casually, "If your uncle was really nice, he wouldn't have taken me to see you painting."

When speaking, the shallow breath sprinkled on the cold fingers, bringing a lingering warmth.

Tang Suiwan rubbed her fingertips unconsciously, glanced at the direction of the garden entrance, and walked slowly towards the glass greenhouse.

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"Mr. Huo, your presence really makes us shine!" Ye Jianhe wore a loose suit, trying to pretend to be well-dressed and elegant, but because of the overly flattering smile on his face, he looked nondescript.

Ye Meng stood aside. Although she already knew that Ye Jianhe planned to push out Tang Suiwan, who was eating at home, she still dressed up with a comparative mentality. At this time, she was wearing a pure white dress and delicate makeup.

All she knew was that Ye Jianhe had an appointment with the head of a wealthy family in Kyoto, and she pictured in her mind the image of a middle-aged bald man with a big belly, watching Cullinan's bright black car door open, and smiling skillfully.

Then the whole person froze in place.

The man who got out of the car was tall and tall, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.A neat three-piece suit fit tightly with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

Thick eyebrows and cold eyes, the dark eyes are like an endless galaxy, carrying frost and snow, just a casual glance, full of a sense of oppression from top to bottom.

Huo Shichuan ignored Ye Jianhe's proactive hand, and only said in a low voice, "President Ye, you're welcome, go in and talk."

After speaking, just like the host's house, he directly raised his legs and walked in.

Ye Jianhe didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction when he was refuted. He nodded and followed behind Huo Shichuan, "Yes, Mr. Huo, go this way..."

Chen Ying pushed Ye Meng who was standing there, "What are you still standing here for?"

Ye Meng grabbed Chen Ying's arm, and because she was too shocked, her voice was a little sharp, "Mom, is that Huo Shichuan?"

Chen Ying patted Ye Meng's hand away angrily, "Of course, you are so excited..."

She noticed what was wrong with her daughter, and immediately reacted, slapped Ye Meng backhand, warning with her eyes, "Mengmeng, don't look at him as young, he is very aggressive."

Ye Meng naturally knew about Huo Shichuan.

The original spouse who was kicked out of the Huo family returned strongly at the age of 20. In just two years, he took back the Huo family with incomparably fierce methods. Those who opposed him either went to prison or disappeared without a trace. At this moment, even the most conservative and most valued inheritance Huo family elders dare not have a little objection.

It has been three years since Huo Shichuan took over the Huo family, and there are only a handful of photos that have been circulated.Ye Meng saw one by accident, and was immediately attracted by the man's pale and stern appearance.

But, but no one told her that the person who came today was Huo Shichuan!

Thinking that the man he admired for a long time might fall in love with Tang Suwan's oil bottle, Ye Meng's face contorted with jealousy, and his heart was filled with poison.

Facing Chen Ying's advice, Ye Meng didn't take it seriously, and instead blamed her parents, "You should have told me earlier that the person who came was Huo Shichuan!"

Before Chen Ying could say anything, Ye Meng hastily pulled her mother along, impatient to go to Huo Shichuan to show her presence.

It's a pity that they delayed for a while, and when they arrived at the living room, Ye Jianhe had already led the people to the garden.

"Mr. Huo, it's really a coincidence that I have an emergency call. You can take a look in the garden first, and I'll be right back." Ye Jianhe grabbed the phone that kept ringing and nodded apologetically.

Huo Shichuan's eyes were cold, and he only waved his hand, as if dismissing a bug that was constantly buzzing around him.

When Ye Jianhe left, the whole garden fell into silence.

Huo Shichuan stepped onto the cobblestone road in the middle of the garden. After not seeing the purpose of his trip for a long time, he was in a bad mood, and his brows and eyes were covered with a layer of sternness.

With a flick of his right hand hanging by his side, the black bodhi bead string hidden in his sleeve was thrown out, and he rubbed the dense scripture patterns on it with his fingertips, and he finally felt a little calm again.

Going around the tall ginkgo tree in front of him, Huo Shichuan saw the glass greenhouse standing in the middle of the garden at a glance.

Or in other words, the person sitting in the greenhouse.

The girl only showed a side face, with smooth lines and exquisite facial features. Her seaweed-like jet-black curly hair was tied up at the back of her head with a pencil.At this time, there was a drawing board in front of him, and he was concentrating on painting, holding a long paintbrush between his white and slender fingers, and writing on the drawing paper at a leisurely pace.

The sun was just right, covering the girl with a bright halo.

Huo Shichuan's footsteps stopped in place.

He lightly fiddled with the bracelet in his palm, and from the moment he saw the girl, his heart, which was filled with violence and gloom, calmed down almost instantly.

The cruelty between the eyebrows and eyes slowly dissipated, Huo Shichuan stared intently at the girl's every move, while lifting up the sleeves of his suit, and slowly unbuttoned the jewel cufflinks.

Rolled the black bodhi bead on the cold white skinny wrist again.

It was like shutting a ferocious beast with bared teeth that was about to get out of the cage back into the cage again.

Perhaps it was because Huo Shichuan's eyes were too hot. The girl who was concentrating on painting without realizing that a little light blue paint had rubbed her side face suddenly raised her head.

She looked straight out of the greenhouse, in the direction where Huo Shichuan was standing.

Patriarch Huo, who was secretly called the Living Hades in the Beijing circle, had a blank mind at this time, and almost subconsciously turned to the side, trying to let the huge ginkgo tree cover him.

It's a pity that things didn't go as planned. Not only did the girl not look back, but she gently put the brush aside, and she dexterously jumped off the chair.

Huo Shichuan's teeth tightened, and he wanted to turn around and leave.

But he heard a slightly hurried footsteps, and a girl's sweet voice.

"Huo Shichuan!"

Huo Shichuan stopped in his tracks and stood still.

As if afraid that he would run away, Tang Suiwan yelled again, "Huo Shichuan."

Huo Shichuan's Adam's apple rolled, he covered the scarlet eyes, and turned around.

His voice was hoarse, suppressing a strong desire.

"Go slowly, I won't run."

As long as she yells, he is willing to bow his head and surrender.