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

"Miss Qiao, are you satisfied now?"

In front of the little girl, Huo Xizhou finished the call.

After watching him finish the call with his own eyes, Qiao Zheng took his mobile phone and pressed the off button directly, severing Mu Xueyan from contacting him tonight!

Huo Xizhou's eyes staring at her deepened, his greed emerged uncontrollably, and his voice became hoarse: "Now, it's your turn to replace her."

She didn't want Qiao Zheng to reject him: "Wait..."

Regarding the matter of men and women, the man obviously lacked patience, and his tone showed a hint of danger: "Miss Qiao, don't push yourself too far!"

Qiao Zheng's scalp was numb, and she hurriedly explained to him: "No, I just want to know... Last time she asked you to come over, did you go to the appointment yesterday?"

Hearing this, Huo Xizhou let out a casual "hmm": "I left the venue not long after I left."

With her warm and soft jade in his arms, he has thoughts on the bed, so as to prevent the little woman from asking any more nonsense.

The next moment, he simply kissed her again, and after being distracted, he picked her up again and strode into the master bedroom.

Qiao Zheng left the man on a whim, and she had no choice but to use herself as a bait. Without preparation, she was at a loss.

Seeing the man put her on the bed, and his tall body was about to cover her, Qiaozheng hurriedly raised her hand to his chest: "You... go take a shower..."

Seeing that she didn't regret it, Huo Xizhou supported her side, calmed down his slightly disturbed breathing for a while, got up and walked to the bathroom.

There is a bathroom in the master bedroom. When he walked to the door of the bathroom, he suddenly turned his head to look at her: "Miss Qiao, your divorce this time...is it true?"

Qiaozheng tensed up all of a sudden, her heart skipped a beat when she lied, and her tone was urgent and fast: "Of course it's true!"

Huo Xizhou had no expression on his face: "Look up, look at me and say."

This male publicist is really not ordinary!

Thinking of this, Qiao Zheng raised her head and looked at him for a moment without blinking: "Huo Xizhou, do you suspect that I lied to you? Don't even think about it, what good does it do me to lie to you!"

Her face was full of swearing, and her palms almost broke out in cold sweat.

In the end, Huo Xizhou was quite satisfied, and went into the bathroom without saying anything.

After he entered the bathroom, Qiao Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.

She was sitting by the bed, listening to the sound of "crashing" water in the bathroom, and kept thinking about dedicating herself to Huo Xizhou. Is this right...or wrong?

If the husband finds out, will he care?

no, I can not!

Not long ago, her husband personally gave her to Su Zihao, so how could he care if she didn't do anything clean?

Besides, she and Huo Xizhou had a one-night affair a long time ago... She was dirty a long time ago, and now she is just dirty again, so what is there to worry about!

Thinking of this, she picked up her mobile phone and found a missed call from her husband and a text message from her husband.

Qiaozheng choked for breath, and quickly clicked on the text message, and what came into view was a line of cold words: [Come to the hospital in the morning, and apologize to Sisi mother and son! 】

With a slight pain in her heart, Qiao Zheng suddenly laughed at herself and threw away the phone.

Sadness spread in her heart, and she couldn't help asking herself: Qiao Zheng, Qiao Zheng, what were you expecting at that moment just now?

Your husband, Huo Beiheng, not only doesn't love you at all, he hates you to the bone!

The five-year marriage between you and him, to put it bluntly, is not only nameless, but has never been made public...Looking at Tongcheng, no one knows who Mrs. Huo is, only that Mrs. Huo is a joke, and she guards the vacant room alone every night!

"Huo Beiheng, I don't owe you...don't blame me either!"

Qiao Zheng muttered, got up and walked to the full-length mirror.

As soon as she raised her hand, she completely took off the clothes that were torn by the gangsters.

The dress fell to the ground, silently, but there were layers of ambiguity.

In an instant, the mirror reflected a beautiful body, with sunken beauty bones, porcelain white and tender chest, and graceful waist, all of which were naturally charming.

Qiao Zheng inherited the beauty of her mother, Bai Suqiu. Compared with the classical beauty cultivated by the other party's painting, she has a more charming style.

However, her eyebrows and eyes are extremely clean, giving her a sense of purity and desire.

It's just that this beauty has been lonely and unappreciated.

Finally, Qiao Zheng raised her hand to turn off the light, and the bedroom was plunged into darkness.

She pulled back the quilt and went to bed, and lay there resignedly, waiting for the man to appear.

As soon as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Huo Xizhou opened the door with a "click" and only a bath towel was wrapped around him.

For some reason, at this moment, Qiao Zheng recalled the night with him inappropriately, and her cheeks started to burn.

"Why did you turn off the lights?"

As Huo Xizhou asked quietly, Qiaozheng was worried that he would turn on the light, so she quickly stopped him: "Don't turn on the light..."

Fearing that the man would find out that she was unwilling, Qiao Zheng explained half-truthfully: "I... I'm not used to it... wait until I get used to it... then turn on the light..."

Regarding this, Huo Xizhou did not insist, and slowly approached the bed under his dim vision.

As soon as he sat down, he touched the little woman who was covered with a quilt and was wondering.

"Huo Xizhou, you want me."

Qiao Zheng avoided regretting herself, and the moment he approached, she got up and hugged him: "I'm ready, let's start."

In the silent night, love grows.

Huo Xizhou's tentacles were warm, and he paused for a moment when he realized that the little woman was completely undressed.

She took the initiative...was it for another purpose or willingly?

No matter which one it was, it was supposed to be a very low-level method, but it aroused his thoughts at this moment.

Hugging the little girl back, Huo Xizhou let himself sink for a while: "After starting, I won't stop easily."

Qiao Zheng just hugged him and remained silent without saying a word.

"Why are you so stiff, do you regret it?"

Huo Xizhou asked in a low voice, pushed back the little girl's long hair, and kissed her swan-like neck.

Qiaozheng closed her eyes and forced herself to answer: "I don't regret it...I don't regret it..."

She doesn't regret and can't regret it!

But deep down in her heart, she despised herself a little... Qiao Zheng, when did you become so despicable?

She clearly has Huo Beiheng in her heart, but in order to get revenge on Mu Xueyan, she sold herself in this way!

"Huo Xizhou, I'm afraid...you can hug me."

Qiao Zheng spoke suddenly, with a hint of fragile pleading.

As she wished, Huo Xizhou hugged her and sat on his lap, rubbing her body casually.

Longing was clamoring, but he calmly comforted her: "What are you afraid of, I am your man."

He bowed his head and kissed her as he said, and felt a drop of moisture on his thin lips, and her eyes were above her.

Something dripped down, like tears... Is she crying?

As soon as he stopped moving, his voice was cold to the bone: "Why are you crying?"

After confirming that the little girl was crying, Huo Xizhou came back rationally and temporarily restrained himself from continuing.

Qiao Zheng just cried, the tears kept falling, and her voice was crying: "Go on, leave me alone..."