Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

His white suit perfectly set off his lean and slender body, and he was so dazzling at the wedding.

In Zhu Yaoyao's memory, he usually wore black, and sometimes he would dress very casually. He looked like those low-key young bosses in movies and TV dramas. Although he looked carefree, he was dazzlingly handsome.

At this moment, ignoring his gloomy expression, his appearance was softened by his white suit and made him elegant and clear, almost making her fall into some kind of dream.

But she didn't even dare to breathe, it was very light.

She was afraid that the time the two of them would spend alone together was a dream that would be shattered at the first touch. Her stomach ached and she bit her lip quietly.

It's strange to say that there is no... child in her belly, so why is she still vomiting?

Zhu Yaoyao frowned, and finally attributed the cause to the random turbulence of the helicopter.

A dive, a drop.

The helicopter docked at the beach, and at a glance, there was a pure white house on the turquoise bay.

Because the sky is a bit gloomy, the white exterior walls of the small villa look more dazzling.

Huo Ling raised his long legs and jumped out of the cabin. The huge waves created by the oars rolled up the man's sharp short hair. His pair of rimless glasses made his face as cold as white and clear-cut.

He turned around and stared at Zhu Yaoyao who was still stunned in the plane.

The pilot in the front seat had already left wisely!

In the suffocating embarrassment, Zhu Yaoyao seemed to be unable to bear his cold gaze. She quickly stood up, stepped outside the cabin, and tested on the steps to see if she could jump down smoothly——

At this time, the tall man had already stretched his arms and pulled her down in one fell swoop.

"Ah..." Zhu Yaoyao screamed, but the voice disappeared in his throat half a second later. Huo Ling's arms were long and strong. Even though he was so thin in the white suit, he stuck the woman under his armpit in one fell swoop. Hug it down.

Zhu Yaoyao's braided hair fell off his chest and hung down, black and thick.

She has naturally curly hair like a waterfall, very long, surrounding her clear and clean little face, somewhat like a rag doll, with red lips and white teeth, which may break if she holds it in her hands.

Huo Ling's eyes were dark, and he glanced at her, and then quickly looked away with his gloomy gaze.

Zhu Yaoyao felt that he was still in a bad mood and the atmosphere was cold. She immediately stood up straight from his arms and raised her hands to smooth away the wind-blown hair.

There was a lead in her throat, but she still had to speak, with a touch of caution, "Huo Ling, why did you bring me here?"

The man ignored her, the helicopter's blades stopped spinning, and the sound of the wind stopped.

The strong masculine aura on his body revived, blowing cleanly and refreshingly towards Zhu Yaoyao.

He turned and walked away, heading towards the white house.

Zhu Yaoyao stood there, refusing to compromise with him, frowning and begging him, "I don't know what you want to do? But let's go back!"

What should we do if his shocking behavior left such a huge mess at the wedding scene?

How can the world, including Mr. Huo, tolerate them?

Zhu Yaoyao didn't have the arrogant courage he had. From the moment she was pressed on her head by him to swear an oath at the wedding banquet to the moment she was kidnapped and kidnapped by him, she had no choice and didn't dare to resist, for fear of embarrassing him even more.

But if this was a short-lived dream of elopement, then the dream should end now.

Can adults really act recklessly?

"Huo Ling, listen to me..."

The man's long legs kept taking one step at a time, taking three steps against hers, and he refused to look back.

Zhu Yaoyao had no choice but to catch up and try to bring back his arrogant reason, "Huo Ling, Huo Ling! You shouldn't have left your mother and your family there, subjecting them to the influence of the entire Rongcheng wealthy family. The ridicule of people. Also, my little peach is also missing. I must go back..."

"Wen Ning will take care of her."

Huo Ling glanced at her coldly from the corner of his eye, stood on the steps of the small villa, took out his slender fingers from his trouser pocket, and opened the door with his fingerprint.

He was very calm and somewhat casual.

Zhu Yaoyao twisted her beautiful eyebrows, feeling that his careless state made her even more scared and unfathomable. She took a breath and looked at his black stone-like eyes under the lenses, "We can't hide like this and let the whole city... People laugh at people.”

"How am I doing to you?" He glanced at me.

His eyes were like black holes, staring at her coldly.

Zhu Yaoyao was tongue-tied, her face flushed slightly as he stared at her, "You know that's not what I meant."

"Go in!" He said nothing nonsense, his lips were cold and merciless.

Zhu Yaoyao shook his head, "Let me go."

"The punishment hasn't started yet, do you want to leave?" Huo Ling sneered, his lenses flashing with cold light.

Zhu Yaoyao was stunned, feeling that there was something in his words and a strong coldness. She was a little uneasy, "Then what on earth are you going to do -"

Before he finished speaking, he put his big palm on his back and pushed him into the house!

The smell of a new house is simple and cold. There are no traditional expensive crystal lamps hanging in the living room, only a few hole lights embedded in the roof, minimalist style.

To the right is the entire 270-meter floor-to-ceiling window that surrounds the sea. The view is superb. You can see the seawater under the bay outside seeming to be lapping at the glass. The vision is thrilling.

Zhu Yaoyao could not hear any sound of sea water. The cold atmosphere in the spacious and echoing room made her feel uneasy. She stared at the shoes she had not changed yet.

The man was tall and tall, standing at the door. He was wearing white leather shoes and had no intention of changing them.

The tall figure dragged out a long shadow, touching Zhu Yaoyao's toes.

All she could say was, "Is this your house?"

"I'm hungry." Huo Ling opened his lips again, cherishing his words like gold.

The man took off the Windsor button on his suit tie, walked to the sofa, sat down and drank water, his long legs naturally crossed.

Zhu Yaoyao listened to his suggestive words and glanced towards the open kitchen.

There is a pure white countertop, a large refrigerator, and all the baking utensils.

It seems that there was a fire here. This is his property. He has lived here, right?

She hesitated, feeling that she shouldn't be so obedient... At this moment, the man leaned over slightly, covering his stomach with one hand, frowning slightly, and put down the water glass.

The bone ring exerted force, as if he was holding back something, with a look of slight pain on his face.

Zhu Yaoyao frowned slightly and couldn't help walking over, "Do you have a stomachache?"

"Are you blind? You can't see." His thin lips were slightly white and he spoke with a strong emphasis.

"..." Zhu Yaoyao held it in for a while and decided not to argue with him, "Don't hug your body, stretch out and lean on the sofa... Have you not eaten well recently?"

When Huo Ling heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, mocking her with a cold expression, "Do you think I'm still in the mood to have a good meal?"