Poor little homeless, Mr. Huo took her home and loved her

Ruan Huan paused.

She heard Fu Hechuan's urging voice again. She trembled all over and helped him unbutton his shirt.

When I unbuttoned all the buttons and was about to take off my shirt, I noticed the scar on the man's chest.

Her eyes flickered a few times.

Fu Hechuan's eyes tightened as well. He knew that she was timid and didn't want her to see it. He wanted to turn around, but he remembered that he also had old scars, deep and shallow, on his back.

He simply put his shirt back on casually.

He doesn't care about these things. He himself is a man who has been lying in the dark for many years and is covered with scars.

But Ruan Huan is different.

Ruan Huan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Fu Hechuan's expression, she knew that he would not let her continue to deal with it. She was about to find an excuse to leave, but her wrist was held tightly by the man.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"you are not……"

Before he could finish his words, Fu Hechuan moved his hand to his belt.

"And down there."

Ruan Huan's face turned red. When she heard Fu Hechuan ask her to unbuckle her belt, she felt ashamed and tried hard to pull her hand back.

Seeing Ruan Huan resisting so much, Fu Hechuan refused to let go. He pinched her chin and asked in a deep voice, "Do you dislike me?"

Ruan Huan struggled: "Let go!"

The more she resisted, the more likely she would anger Fu Hechuan.

Before Ruan Huan could react, Fu Hechuan pulled her to the side a few steps and she almost stumbled. Her body was tightly restrained by the man and she could not move.

What came to my ears was Fu Hechuan's rapid breathing.

She also became nervous.

Fu Hechuan stood behind her, close to her. Ruan Huan could even feel that somewhere in his body was pressing against her.

The man lifted her chin and she was forced to look up.

My sight suddenly fell on the huge mirror in front of me.

In the mirror, their figures were clearly visible.

Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her hands were crossed behind her, restrained by Fu Hechuan's big hand, while Fu Hechuan stood close behind her, holding her chin with his other hand.

The man's shirt was casually open, his eyes were deep, revealing a strong desire.

The scene was ambiguous and shameful. Ruan Huan didn't dare to continue watching and wanted to turn his head away, but it was no use.

Fu Hechuan forcibly turned her face back, forcing her to look into the mirror, and sneered: "Why are you hiding? Isn't it better this way? I'll let you see clearly how you enjoy the pleasure under me."

Feeling the man's big hand slowly moving down, Ruan Huan felt hot all over and trembled slightly a few times.

"I do not want……"

She struggled desperately, but she was no match for the man.

He even hummed accidentally.

In an instant, her face turned red and her eyes turned red with anxiety.

Fu Hechuan's voice was low and hoarse: "You say no, but your body is very honest. Ruan Huan, stop pretending. You really want it, right?"

After he finished speaking, he heard a slight sob.

Fu Hechuan's expression froze, and the movement of his hands also stopped. He quickly pulled Ruan Huan's body and looked at her face to face. He saw that she was lowering her head, with tears on her cheeks, and shaking her head continuously.

He gritted his teeth: "Are you so resistant to me and dislike me?"

"Don't..." Ruan Huan stammered, "Wen Yiru..."

Hearing this, Fu Hechuan was stunned for a moment. Seeing Ruan Huan's tearful face, a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes. He slowly reached out his hand and wiped away Ruan Huan's tears.

As soon as it touched, Ruan Huan waved it away.

He pursed his lips, and his hand, which had been swung out, froze in mid-air for a moment.

After some struggle, he stopped and prepared to turn around and leave, leaving Ruan Huan with some personal space.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly seemed to think of something, came back to Ruan Huan, picked up the coat beside him, put it on the woman, and then left.

……

The next day.

Huo Qingzhou took some time to take Zhou Ning back to the old house.

Mr. Huo was very friendly when he saw them: "Xiao Ning, I heard that you went to collect folk songs a few days ago. Did you have a good time?"

Zhou Ning smiled and nodded, responding with a few words.

"That's good," Mr. Huo said with a smile, "That's what young people should do. While you have time, you should go out more often."

Zhou Zhi: "Qingzhou, when you have time in the future, take Xiao Ning out to play more often."

Huo Qingzhou responded, and in front of everyone, he proudly took out the gifts he brought back and said, "This time I went out with Ningning to collect folk songs, and she specially selected gifts for everyone. I hope you like them."

When Lin Yu heard about the gift, his eyes lit up.

Her eyes were fixed on the gift that Huo Qingzhou took out, never moving away for a moment, but having learned from the previous experience, she didn't dare to be careless this time.

She had to wait until she knew what the gift was before she dared to take action.

Mr. Huo couldn't stop praising: "Our Xiao Ning is so thoughtful. She even remembered to bring us gifts after going out. She is so considerate."

Lin Yu was slightly relieved when he finally found out that the gift was a souvenir from a tourist attraction.

Fortunately, this gift was not a large photo of the two of them, otherwise the old man would have asked them to carry it back and put it up there. It would have been very upsetting to see it every day!

Zhou Ning took out the rice cakes she brought back and said, "This is the rice cakes I brought back. Grandpa, you guys can try it."

Huo Qingzhou added in time: "We did it ourselves."

"You made it?" Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, "I want to try it."

Lin Yu glanced at it, and a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's just a rice cake. I thought it was something else. Who makes this thing now? If it is placed on the street, no one will want it, and no one will even look at it."

Zhou Ning pursed her lips awkwardly.

Mr. Huo immediately picked up a piece of rice cake, tasted it, and praised it several times for its good taste.

Then he glanced at Lin Yu and said, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Lin Yu: "..."

Zhou Zhi took a piece and ate a few bites, saying, "This is so good. It's handmade, clean and nutritious. Some people want to eat it but can't."

Lin Yu's face changed and he was speechless.

Seeing that everyone had taken a few bites, even Huo Wencheng took a piece and started eating it. She felt so disappointed that she couldn't help herself and tried it as well, thinking it would be a waste not to eat it.

I said the taste was just so-so, but I ended up eating the most.

Old Master Huo looked at Lin Yu while he was eating and complaining, and said seriously: "If you want to eat, eat well. If you don't want to eat, shut up. You eat the most here."

Lin Yu's mouth twitched slightly in embarrassment, but he still did not forget to chew the rice cake in his mouth a few times and swallow it.

Huo Wencheng sat aside, watching everyone's attention focused on Huo Qingzhou and Zhou Ning. He felt very uncomfortable, especially when he saw Huo Qingzhou's pride when he was praised.

Seeing his mother being scolded by his grandfather, he decided to use his intelligence to avenge his mother.