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

Huo Ling came back with a packed breakfast.

Seeing that the door to the private ward was closed, the man frowned and pushed his slender legs against the crack of the door.

Sunlight filtered in through the window, and a few rays of light shone on the corner of Xiao Yingtao's bed. She was lying there alone, but there was no figure of Zhu Yaoyao beside the bed.

The ward is a suite, the living room is large, and the faint sound of water can be heard from the bathroom in the corner.

Huo Ling's frowned eyebrows relaxed slightly. Is she in the bathroom?

The man looked at Xiao Yingtao for a while, put down his breakfast, then put his pocket in his pocket and walked towards the bathroom.

The frosted door was not closed, but half opened.

Zhu Yaoyao had to pay attention to her daughter at all times and did not dare to close the door completely. She quickly took off her clothes and wet a towel to wipe her neck and chest. When she was about to recover, she felt uneasy and looked outside to take a look at her daughter——

At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open with a palm.

"Zhu Yaoyao, are you there?" Huo Ling's deep voice came out. He hadn't slept all night. The man's voice was hoarse, with a magnetic breath, and the heat sprayed through the crack in the door directly onto Zhu Yaoyao's head.

She washed her hair, and her long, wet hair hung down on her delicate white collarbones. The water droplets slid down along the undulating curves, and went down...

Huo Ling saw this scene as soon as he opened the door!

The woman's thin shoulders and crystal white skin, her breathing suddenly became violent, as if she was frightened, and there were fluctuations there, which was particularly beautiful.

Huo Ling's black eyes were clenched involuntarily, staring blankly.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yaoyao suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his collarbone. He stood there in a daze and forgot to avoid it.

"Sorry." The man said hoarsely, frowning, but his Adam's apple instinctively rolled, "I heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and thought you were washing your face!"

Although the current situation is inappropriate, you should not have other thoughts.

But Huo Ling felt at a glance that her curves seemed to be fuller?

Although, he doesn't know where his comparison comes from? Obviously, there seemed to be no moments of skin-to-skin contact with her in his memory, nor did he remember what happened on Salt Island.

But at this moment, I feel that when the woman takes off her clothes, her curves are actually very beautiful, not as thin as when she is wearing clothes.

"I'm not washing my face, I'm wiping the sweat..." Zhu Yaoyao blushed with embarrassment on her cheeks, and she didn't know what to say.

Obviously everything had happened to him, but the falling out and resentment between the two these days had given her a strong sense of distance.

Because everyone was there last night and because she was looking for Xiao Yingtao, she relied on him very much.

At this moment, Wen Ning and the others were not here, and facing him alone, she seemed to have suddenly become mute.

My whole body felt uncomfortable, my heart was beating fast and I was nervous.

The man's dark eyes looking down at her were so deep.

The heat on her cheeks became more dizzy, and she suddenly remembered to turn around, trying to close the door with trembling fingers.

She couldn't reach the door with her backhand. She was so anxious that she didn't bother wiping anymore. She put down the towel and quickly picked up her clothes and put them on with a dry mouth. She muttered, "Go away!"

"Oh..." Huo Ling responded, his voice low, but he didn't move.

Zhu Yaoyao picked up the old bra and put it on hurriedly.

She buttoned the button with her backhand. She didn't know if she was in a hurry or something, but the strap felt very tight. When she lowered her head and looked down, she faintly noticed that her dimensions seemed to have increased recently.

Could it be the sequelae of progesterone during miscarriage?

She frowned tightly.

"You're right about the buttonhole." The cold-hearted man said magnetically.

Her slender white neck exploded, and she half-turned her head, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, "Why haven't you left yet?!"

"Do you need my help?" Huo Ling asked her with dark eyes.

What Zhu Yaoyao remembered was the day she tried on the wedding dress, when this hateful man pressed her against the makeup mirror and tore her wedding dress to pieces arbitrarily. His rough fingers touched her shoulders and waist, and pointed at her chest fiercely. Humiliate her for being frivolous.

Why would she let him get close? His face was full of humiliation, "No need."

"The size of your clothes is too small." He commented on the thin bra in her hand, his eyes moving darkly, "Have you gained weight recently? I can't tell. I'll ask the counter lady to help you choose one. Send a new one over."

"Does it matter to you whether you are fat or not?"

What woman wants to hear from the man she likes that she is fat?

Besides, Zhu Yaoyao was in a bad mood at the moment. She lowered her eyes coldly and said, "The size of your clothes is none of your business. Please go away, Mr. Huo, and stay away from me. I feel very uncomfortable."

Uncomfortable?

The man's dark eyes suddenly dimmed.

Did he make her uncomfortable?

Huo Ling looked at her coldly, "Zhu Yaoyao, are you going to burn bridges by crossing the river?"

Last night, her daughter died. She was so helpless that she was obviously very dependent on him. They worked together to find her daughter. Today they are safe and sound. When facing him alone, her attitude returned to being cold and distant?

Huo Ling pursed his lips in frustration. In fact, when he walked in just now, he saw that Wen Ning was not here.

He was also a little nervous to face her alone. Too many things happened between the two of them. He kidnapped her from the wedding yesterday, forced her to get married, and planned to imprison her for the rest of her life.

The road between them has long been uneven and bumpy with thorns.

After learning about his child's life yesterday, the most regretful thing about him was regret.

The anger in the man's eyes gradually disappeared, and when he looked at the delicate little woman under his eyes, her round eyes were wide open, dark and sparse, filled with an indescribable grievance and sorrow.

Huo Ling softened up in an instant and wanted to punch himself. How could he still attack her?

In the past three years, she has been hiding in Tibet with Xiao Yingtao. Haven't she suffered enough?

He thought that not only had he failed to contribute in the past three years, but he had foolishly become Zhu Yufei's accomplice, sarcastically taunting Zhu Yaoyao, and misunderstood her in various ways. After she was pressured by Li Xiangwan, she lost her job, her family was broken up, and she moved out of a wealthy area. He even ignored her, pretending to be indifferent and not asking for news about her.

At that time, how desperate must she have been holding her infant child?

It wasn't until Wen Ning came back that he gradually got a little bit of news about her in his life.

It can be seen that she hates herself very much. He is also a man who cares about face. He has never taken the initiative to find her, and it is impossible to admit that he has a different feeling for her.

Of course there will be a strange feeling.

She had given birth to his daughter a long time ago! He is extremely stupid.

Huo Ling stretched out his hand to wipe his strong face, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "Damn it, I didn't mean to question you, and I wasn't frivolously teasing you just now. It's just that you suddenly don't know how to talk to you, so you're talking to me.

Sorry, Zhu Yaoyao.

I'm sorry for every minute and every second of these three years..."

His Adam's apple rolled deeply, and his sweet voice was drowned in the mutual silence.