The beloved one of the rich brother

The man's handsome eyes and brows were full of smiles and tenderness, softening the originally cold and hard lines on his face.

The palm of her hand just covered his heart, and his strong and powerful heartbeat was beating regularly under her palm.

At this moment, she felt a little helpless, a little nervous, a little excited, and a little attached, and was reluctant to push him away.

A delicate blush quietly spread across her plain cheeks, as if revealing the surge of emotion in her heart.

Huo Chengluo lowered his head slightly and moved closer to her. His deep voice penetrated her eardrums at once, "Well, I will let Yi Yi feel the feeling of being pursued!"

As he opened his mouth to speak, the man's hot breath sprayed on her ears. His intimate gesture caused her to shudder, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

She turned her head away in panic and stiffly changed the subject, "Where exactly is this place? What happened to me these past few days?"

"You really don't remember anything?"

"I, I just remember that I was drinking with Chuchu in the bar!" Wen Yiyu said with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Forget it, just forget it!" Huo Chengluo raised his hand and scratched her nose. His serious expression was mixed with some tenderness and doting. He explained, "Your friend is fine. This is my home. Don't drink anymore!"

Wen Yiyou was still a little weak and didn't have the energy to think about this problem, so he just said "oh" obediently.

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Wen Yiyou suddenly felt a warm current flowing out from her private parts. Her body stiffened, and she instantly realized that she was in a special period for women. She became shy and squirmed again, "You, how did you know?"

"Know what? Know that you are having your period?" There was a hint of helpless indulgence in Huo Chengluo's tone.

She subconsciously clutched the quilt with both hands, and suddenly she didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her eyes and could feel the heat on her cheeks rising to a higher level. "You..."

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but tease her, "Are you shy?"

Wen Yiyou suddenly fell back, pulled the quilt to cover herself completely, and a vague voice came out from under the quilt, saying coquettishly: "Get out!"

The man's voice was obviously full of laughter. "Okay, clean yourself up and come out to eat something. The clothes and sanitary pads are in the closet."

Wen Yiyu, who was hiding in the quilt, listened to the man's words and felt even more ashamed. She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She hid in the quilt, not daring to breathe, until the steady footsteps faded away, followed by the sound of the door closing, then she quietly emerged from the quilt.

She completely relaxed and collapsed on the soft bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a few seconds, she recalled what the man had just said, and her face turned red again.

He said he didn't have a fiancée, no ex-girlfriend, no white moonlight or any other messy people like that.

Her heart was filled with sweetness and surprise. She suddenly grabbed the pillow beside her, covered her face with it, and rolled around on the wide bed.

Suddenly realizing that her behavior was a little unusual, she sat up again.

He took a deep breath and said to himself to cheer himself up, "Wen Yiyou, you are so useless. Stay calm, stay calm!"

She sat on the bed and looked around, confirming that it was the man's room. Her face, which had finally cooled down, began to heat up again.

She slowly got out of bed, followed the man's instructions, opened the closet and saw that among the neat rows of men's clothes there was a row of women's clothes with a cute and youthful style.

It looked a bit abrupt at first glance, but upon closer inspection there was an inexplicable harmony. Something in her heart was suddenly touched, and Wen Yiyu pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth unable to stop rising.

When she saw the sanitary pads of various sizes placed in the drawer, her feeling of shame surged up again.

She tore off her clothes at random, picked up a sanitary pad, and rushed into the bathroom.

After taking his time to change his clothes and wash up, Wen Yiyu walked out of the room slowly in slippers.

Huo Chengluo was sitting at the dining table waiting for her. When he saw her come out, he waved at her, "Come here!"

Wen Yiyou obediently walked to the seat beside him and sat down. Huo Chengluo rubbed her hair with one hand and handed her a bowl of red date millet porridge with the other hand, "Come, you haven't eaten for a few days, have some porridge."

Wen Yiyou looked at the light porridge in front of her, but she had no appetite at all. She shook her head weakly, "I can't eat it. I don't want to eat it."

Huo Chengluo was very patient. "Then what do you want to eat? I'll make you some noodles."

"I don't want to eat, I just want to sleep!" Wen Yiyou still shook his head.

"No, you have to eat at least a little!"

A wave of nausea surged in her chest, and her head was still dizzy. Wen Yiyu could no longer hold back and leaned on his shoulder, crying pretentiously, "But I still feel uncomfortable and dizzy!"

Huo Chengluo quickly put his arm around her shoulders and coaxed her in a low voice, "Well, I know, let's eat something first and then rest, okay?"

With his comfort, Wen Yiyu was finally successfully fed with a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Wen Yiyou reluctantly swallowed a few mouthfuls of millet porridge with his hand, and refused to eat anything.

Huo Chengluo didn't force her. He put down her bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

Wen Yiyou tilted her head to support it, staring at him who was eating quietly, his every move was full of elegance and calmness. As her eyes fell, she suddenly found a dark red mark on his neck.

Wen Yiyou's eyes suddenly paused, and she couldn't help but move closer to him. She stared at him for a few seconds, widened her eyes slightly, and exclaimed, "What happened to your neck? It looks like you were bitten!"

Huo Chengluo raised his hand and touched it slowly, "Yes, it was bitten!"

Wen Yiyou was curious, "Who bit you?"

Huo Chengluo raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a half-smile and a hint of weirdness on his face, and glanced at her calmly.

Wen Yiyou's heart suddenly jumped, and she shouted, "Impossible, don't accuse me, I never bite anyone!"

"You already know I'm talking about you before I even mention your name?" Huo Chengluo joked.

"You, your eyes..."

Huo Chengluo crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her with a faint gaze, "Oh, you figured it out!"

Wen Yiyou's face suddenly fell, and he asked weakly, "Did I really bite it?"

"uh-huh!"

After getting the affirmation, Wen Yiyou frowned seriously and said, "Did I really bite so hard?", and then stretched out her finger to gently touch the wound on his neck.

As if wanting her to see more clearly, Huo Chengluo stretched his neck towards her without making a sound, "You have a sharp tongue."

Wen Yiyou breathed softly on his neck with a guilty feeling, "Does it hurt?"

The warm breath sprayed on his neck. Huo Chengluo's breathing paused for a moment and he hummed softly.

Wen Yiyou's confused expression suddenly tightened a bit, "Ah, what should I do then?"

Huo Chengluo smiled at her, his smiling black eyes rippling with complexity and subtlety, "Just a kiss will be fine!"

Wen Yiyou was stunned, and her plain face turned red. "You, you wish!" She stood up in panic, "I, I feel dizzy, I need to go back and lie down!"

Huo Chengluo chuckled a few times and looked at the girl's back leisurely as she ran back to the room in a panic.