Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

He said: Miss Qiao, come here Let me hug you.

A few words, like this autumn rain, knocked on her heart inch by inch.

For a moment, Qiao Zheng felt that the scene in front of her was not real enough.

"... Huo Xizhou?"

Therefore, she called out hesitantly, tried to move a few steps, and walked into the rain.

The wet night rain fell on her body, making her feel a little cold.

But at the same time, she finally woke up like a dream, seeing the man still there, not disappearing from sight, further confirming... This is not a dream, it really is not a dream, he is just waiting for her to pass by!

"Horse Island..."

Calling again, Qiao Zheng quickened her pace and ran towards the man.

Through the wind and rain in late autumn, she wanted to catch him, touch him, hug him.

Because she was running too fast, she staggered in the rain and almost fell when she came in front of the man!

It was Huo Xizhou who stretched out his long arm to hold her arm and prevent her from falling.

Then his voice was slightly cold, and he reprimanded softly: "Slow down, who are you in a hurry with..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Zheng embraced him.

"Huo Xizhou... Huo Xizhou... Huo Xizhou..."

Buried in the man's chest, Qiao Zheng called his name over and over again.

Huo Xizhou was slightly startled, and looked down at the little woman's hair, a look of helplessness flashed across her handsome face.

Then, his hand holding the umbrella tilted slightly at an angle, densely covering the little woman, and shielding her from the wind and rain.

"Well, I'm here."

Responding to her quietly, Huo Xizhou raised his hand, landed on Qiao Zheng's back, and slowly hugged her back.

In the lonely night, the two embraced each other quietly, forming a beautiful scenery.

Perhaps it was a rainy autumn night, the temperature kept dropping, and even Huo Xizhou's body temperature was no longer as warm as before, full of a touch of coolness.

Even so, Qiao Zheng still felt at ease, warm, and fulfilled.

People lose control of their emotions, often in an instant.

She suppressed it for a whole day. First, because of her father's persecution, she had to compromise and gave up the divorce.

Then Huo Beiheng's calculations were sent to Huo Xizhou for recording, which caused some misunderstandings.

In the end, it was the parting between her and Huo Xizhou. She thought... she would never see him again, that she couldn't even keep her friends!

Never thought that he just appeared at the most unlikely time.

Moreover, he still had an inclusive attitude that caused Qiao Zheng to burst into tears for a moment.

Holding an umbrella in one hand and holding her in the other, Huo Xizhou felt her body twitch, and patted her on the back with his big palm: "Okay, okay, I know...Miss Qiao, I have been wronged."

Compared with the out-of-control Qiao Zheng, the man's tone was calm, giving off a cool and lingering feeling.

Such comforting words, while comforting Qiao Zheng, made her even more sad: "I'm sorry... I'm useless... I can't get divorced... I'm sorry..."

From the beginning to the end, she always owed Huo Xizhou, and no matter how many times she apologized, she couldn't make up for it.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

Facing her apology, Huo Xizhou was tolerant again.

Unfortunately, Qiaozheng couldn't bear his tolerance, and lost control of his emotions again and again: "I'm sorry...I'm always so bad...I can't do anything well..."

She hugged the man's waist tightly, as if she was embracing a redemption, and she never wanted to let go!

"I'm bad... I've done too many things wrong... You should stay away from me..."

Talking intermittently, Qiao Zheng was agitated, his thoughts were a little confused, and he couldn't organize his words for a while.

However, this is from her inner thoughts. She has always wanted to use Huo Xizhou, even if she chooses to give up now, it was despicable in the end.

If one day, he knew how despicable she was, Qiaozheng's heart tightened, and she suddenly couldn't imagine it...

"Really, you really... think so?"

But at the next moment, Huo Xizhou tried to pull her away while talking, really wanting to do what she wanted... away from her.

Suddenly, Qiaozheng hugged him tightly in fright, and shook her head like a rattle: "No, I was wrong, I didn't think so!"

He is the treasure she lost and found again. How could she be willing to lose him?

Hearing this, Huo Xizhou slipped into the little girl's hair, and wrapped her head around her. With a little force, Qiao Zheng raised her head.

And he, drooping his crow-black eyelashes, looked at her carefully, his face was covered with tears.

His bad boy, crying so sadly!

It can be seen... She really knew she was wrong.

Thinking of this, Huo Xizhou locked her brows and eyes, and sighed slightly inaudibly: "Those mistakes are over... I hope Miss Qiao, knowing the mistakes can make a big difference."

Under the man's deep gaze, Qiao Zheng opened her mouth, but finally just said "um".

She is clear that the "those mistakes" in the man's mouth are just a few superficial deceptions by her.

After all, she was full of intentions to take advantage of him in the past, and once used him as a tool for revenge, but he didn't know it.

Just at this moment, Qiao Zheng couldn't help but think.

That's okay, let it pass, anyway... He doesn't know, no one knows, only himself knows!

Suddenly, she was glad that all this happened before Mu Xueyan's birthday, and she hadn't made a big mistake yet.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zheng suddenly stood on tiptoe, put her arms around Huo Xizhou's neck, and raised her head to kiss his thin lips.

Huo Xizhou remained motionless, allowing her to be frivolous, but there was a big difference in height between the two of them.

Even if she stood on tiptoe, she still couldn't reach him, she could only touch his chin...

After working hard for a few times, her neck was a little tired. As a result, the man who has always been a gentleman didn't cooperate with her at all.

"Huo Xizhou, are you... still angry?"

Seeing this, Qiao Zheng felt uneasy and asked him in a low voice.

"No, if I'm angry, I won't come here."

Hearing the man's indifference, Qiaozheng raised her finger, poked his chest, and said in a low voice, "Then...why...don't you bow to me?"

The man who has always been able to see through people's hearts showed a faint confusion on his face: "Why do you bow your head to you?"

This made Qiaozheng unable to tell whether he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand: "If you don't bow to me, I can't reach..."

"Not enough?"

Seeing the man ask in a low voice, no matter how stupid Qiao Zheng was, she could see his intention, and subconsciously accused him: "Huo Xizhou, you did it on purpose!"

"Well, I did it on purpose."

This time, Huo Xizhou admitted, and then the arm that was not holding the umbrella suddenly grabbed her waist and rubbed her in front of him.

The drizzle fell to the ground, crisp and pleasant to hear.

I don't want his voice, but I want it to be even better, and it hits my ears like the sound of nature: "Miss Qiao, call me brother."