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

"Is the strength okay, will it be too heavy?"

"Is it too light...then I'll make it heavier."

In the master bedroom, only the small lamp beside the bed was turned on, and the white and soft light source illuminated most of the bed.

It was raining outside the house, and the sound of the rain was rustling, but it could not reach the room at all.

Huo Shichuan was ordered to lie down on the bed, with his hands folded in front of his chin, his back muscles stretched into a very nice shape.

It's just that there are three or four light bruises on it now, adding a bit of battle damage to the originally fair and strong body.

It was Tang Suiwan who knocked on the door of the master bedroom with safflower oil, and stared at the man who took off his shirt and lay on the bed.

At this time, he was a little absent-minded.

The tender palm was stained with safflower oil, carefully pressing on the bruise.

Because of the pressure, the muscles on Huo Shichuan's body tensed and relaxed unconsciously, and there was a slight ups and downs between exhales and inhales.

The man's body temperature is high, and the safflower oil has been evaporated without much rubbing, and even the room is filled with the smell of safflower oil.

Tang Suiwan's fingertips, however, unconsciously landed on the shallow scars that had faded a little.

One, two, three...

Just the exposed half of the upper body was already covered with dozens of sharp scars, which began to turn white after a long time, but they were still unforgettable.

This was just a wound with a scar. One could imagine what kind of injury Huo Shichuan had suffered back then.

As if feeling the touch of the little girl's cool fingertips, Huo Shichuan's muscles tensed, and then he said softly, "It's all over, it doesn't hurt."

Deceiving.

How can an injury not hurt.

Tang Suiwan was silent for a moment, she knelt beside Huo Shichuan's body, her eyes lingering on those scars.

After confirming that the safflower oil on the back was almost dry, he reminded softly, "Turn over."

Huo Shichuan turned lazily on the bed like a big cat lazily stretching its waist, and the soft mattress swayed slightly.

The muscles of the exposed chest were smooth, and matched with the cold and sharp face, even the purple bruises were like deliberate works of art.

Tang Suiwan suddenly felt that the safflower oil in his hand was a little hot.

She collected herself, walked a little distance forward on her knees, poured the safflower oil seriously with downcast eyes.

The cold liquid was soaked by the temperature of the palm, and in turn flowed on the warm and healthy body.

Huo Shichuan slowed down his breathing, his eyes were slightly closed, he just stared straight at the little girl who was working hard, and held the bodhi beads in his hand.

However, in the past, this string of beads was used to suppress the violent killing intent in his heart.

Today, it is also depressing.

But it is a completely different kind of flame.

The number of wounds on the chest was much less, but one counted as one, almost fatal.

Tang Suiwan even saw a small gunshot wound near his heart.

His fingertips trembled.

In the past, when she saw Huo Shichuan naked, she was often shy and awkward, and didn't dare to look more.

This is the first time such a serious observation.

"How did you get this injury?" The little girl pursed her lips and asked in a low voice.

His tone was hesitant and gentle, as if he didn't know if he could ask.

Huo Shichuan didn't raise his eyes, and said casually, "Huo Cheng beat him."

Several times his life was in danger, all because of that good father.

If it wasn't for keeping someone to investigate his mother's affairs, Huo Shichuan would have killed his father a long time ago.

Not wanting to see the little girl feel distressed by the scars on her body, Huo Shichuan slowly bent his right leg, and his palm slid down, hooking Tang Suiwan's hand.

The corners of his lips were smiling, and his eyebrows were high and deep. At this time, a deep shadow was cast, covering those dark eyes, making it difficult to see the emotions in them clearly.

It was only faintly burning, and even the man's voice was a little hoarse.

"Wanwan, the marks here are gone."

Huo Shichuan's hand brought Tang Suiwan's fingertips under his collarbone.

The original deep tooth marks have dissipated, and the texture of the skin is smooth and flexible again.

The man's lips were bright red, and he raised a seductive smile.

Like Satan in a fairy tale who lures people into hell, he whispers slowly, and his words are frivolous and charming.

"Let's take another bite tonight, okay?"

"Make up for me, it belongs to Wanwan, a unique mark."

The strength of the wrist was neither light nor heavy, as if he could pull away at any time, but also as if he was tightly imprisoned and had nowhere to escape.

Tang Suiwan seemed to be tempted, she propped her other hand on the soft quilt, and slowly leaned forward.

The long black hair slid down her shoulders, and the ends of the hair were lightly wrapped around Huo Shichuan's skin.

Bring eclipse. Bone. Itching.

The thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bright red lips parted slightly.

There was a slight tingling pain from the collarbone, and it was the little fox showing a mouthful of small white teeth.

Huo Shichuan smiled softly, and gently ran his palms along the little girl's long hair, his eyes filled with almost pathological paranoid satisfaction.

"That's it, late at night."

"...is your exclusive mark."

What about Jane's family, Wan Wan will always be his alone.

From birth to death.

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It was two days after the time to settle down at Jian's house, and Tang Suiwan arrived at the classroom of the Academy of Fine Arts on time the next day, ready to continue finishing the painting.

The driver sent it early, and Chennai hadn't arrived yet.

As soon as Tang Suiwan sat down, students who had been watching for a long time surrounded him.

"Sui Wan, are you really alright?"

"I was really scared yesterday. The old scholars of the Political and Education Department are worthy of being the first of the two evils of the Academy of Fine Arts!"

"I heard that Jian Yuxi reported you?"

After the last sentence fell, everyone subconsciously held their voices for a while.

Although there are a small number of people who have the mentality of being attached to others, ordinary people dare not easily offend people from wealthy families in Beijing.

Tang Suiwan tidied up the brushes slowly, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern. As for the person who reported it, let's wait for the academy to deal with it."

Chennai just rushed through the door, shouting Wanwan repeatedly and broke into the crowd.

"I saw Jian Yuxi being taken by the dean to the broadcasting room!"

Tang Suiwan was a little surprised. Ju Yi told her about Dean You's final punishment decision. She thought that Dean You's public apology was in the classroom.

Unexpectedly, he went directly to the broadcasting room.

The surrounding students all let out a small exclamation.

10 minutes before class started, the broadcast in the upper corner of the classroom suddenly rang with a buzzing sound.

Soon, a steady voice sounded on the radio, "Hi everyone, I am the principal of Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, You Jili. I am sorry to bother you all, and now I am announcing a decision on punishment within the school."

"Jian Yuxi, female, student in the second studio of Class 1802, Department of Oil Painting, Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, student number 18223402."

"After investigation, the student conspired with his classmate Shen Yao, fabricated unfounded rumors to report, and spent 5 yuan to bribe the teachers of the Political and Education Office. The student's behavior violated the relevant regulations of the school and greatly affected teachers and students. The relationship between them, the behavior is extremely bad!"

"In order to strictly enforce school discipline and school rules, according to the relevant provisions of the "Regulations on Discipline Violation of Students of the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts", it is decided to give Jian Yuxi a serious warning."

Dean You read out Shen Yao's punishment again, which was a serious warning punishment just like Jian Yuxi.

The two teachers from the Political and Education Department were directly expelled and never hired.

"Next, Jian Yuxi will make a public apology."

There was a slight noise from the radio, and soon the girl's crying voice came out.

"I'm Jian Yuxi, and now I apologize to the classmates who were slandered by me and caused personal injury..."

Tang Suiwan only listened to it for a while, then lowered his head to prepare the paint, not intending to waste time listening.

Chen Nai and the others listened with gusto, "Severe warning and punishment, you need to file it? It will be hard to find a job in the future."

"Come on, she is the princess of Jane's family, and she still needs to find a job like us?"

While they were rustling and chatting, suddenly there was a sound of shit from the crowd.

"Go and see the forum! Shocking news, Jian Yuxi was picked up! She is not a wealthy princess at all! She is the child of the cleaning maid of Jian's family!!!"