She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

Ning Xiangxiang twisted his body, turned to look at Huo Xingyu who had walked to the rear of the car.

I saw her gloomy face, with a cold mist on her face, her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes were cold, and she was staring viciously...

Staring at your wheelchair? ?

"Uh..." Ning Xiangxiang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't;

I had to guess in my heart, does she have any grudge against the wheelchair?

But... But looking at Huo Xingyu's expression, there was another feeling that couldn't be expressed.

On that delicate and glamorous face, the raised eyebrows are drooping, and the long curly eyelashes hide a haze under her eyes, making her expression even more gloomy, six points indifferent, three points angry, and a little bit wronged?

Why is she angry at her wheelchair?

According to Ning Xiangxiang's cognition, Huo Xingyu has always been a person with stable emotions.

Steady between arrogance and apathy.

When he died in his previous life, Huo Xingyu even lay in the coffin with an indifferent expression.

It almost made Ning Xiangxiang think that this woman's emotions in life are only two states of disdain and occasional gloating.

Just such a person, how did he suddenly learn to express such complex emotions? ?

And all these points of anger are all directed towards her... Her wheelchair came...

Ning Xiangxiang tilted his head in doubt.

Huo Xingyu in front of him seemed to be about to throw the wheelchair to the ground in the next second, and then crush it hard with those black high heels.

In this early summer evening, the air was a bit muggy.

But Huo Xingyu's gloomy expression made people feel that a biting cold wind was blowing from nowhere, and Ning Xiangxiang couldn't help shivering.

Then, she saw Huo Xingyu's long and narrow eyes, and she glanced over as if nothing, she was so startled that she quickly turned around and sat obediently on the passenger seat.

Her purpose was to make Huo Xingyu irritable and disgusted.

But she really didn't want to face Huo Xingyu's anger directly.

Hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping across the stone road getting closer and closer behind the car, her heart tightened.

As soon as she saw Huo Xingyu pushing the wheelchair and standing beside the car with a blank expression, she quickly opened the door, intending to move onto the wheelchair automatically and self-reliantly.

Since one leg was cast in plaster, she couldn't exert strength, so she supported herself with both hands, and moved left and right, but she couldn't find a suitable point to apply force.

Huo Xingyu's gaze was like a loaded gun against the back of her head, like a silent urging, causing Ning Xiangxiang to panic reflexively.

Ning Xiangxiang is very familiar with this feeling.

In her previous life, when she went out with Huo Xingyu, she tried her best to tidy herself up before Huo Xingyu finished changing, and stood at the door waiting for her with a smile. Occasionally, when it was Huo Xingyu's turn to wait, the situation would become like this.

Huo Xingyu never urged her. He just sat on the sofa and looked at her with unclear meanings, as if he was examining her, but also as if he was lost in thought. Ning Xiangxiang didn't know what she was thinking.

She didn't have time to think about it.

Because just being looked at by her like this is already a huge pressure, which makes people more and more flustered.

But it is different now.

They were not married yet, nor was she bound by the name "Mrs. Huo".

Why are you so afraid of Huo Xingyu?

Anyway, there is no chance to see you again in the future.

He couldn't get out of the car, and Huo Xingyu didn't help him, so why should he just sit in the passenger seat and stare at her?

Thinking about it, Ning Xiangxiang raised his head and looked at Huo Xingyu.

Although one side of the eye makeup had been rubbed off, which weakened her aura, Ning Xiangxiang still looked at Huo Xingyu with a brave attitude.

She took a deep breath, puffed up her chest slightly, and was about to let Huo Xingyu help her uprightly and confidently, and was about to speak.

Huo Xingyu leaned over, her curly long hair hanging down her waistline;

He reached out and gently moved her leg, which had been sluggish from the cast, onto the wheelchair's pedal.

Ning Xiangxiang was stunned.

In this sweltering weather, Huo Xingyu's fingertips were still cold, and his slender hands pressed against the insides of her knees and legs, causing a strange electric current that was numb.

That indifferent and gorgeous face came closer, against the light, with drooping brows and eyes, the curled eyelashes cast a shadow, and there was an unknown emotion in the eyes.

She said, "Ning Xiangxiang, you can hug me."

--hug--

... holding her?

Ning Xiangxiang was dumbfounded.

Huo Xingyu's words made her wonder if she was hallucinating.

This black lotus actually let me hug her? ?

How could Huo Xingyu, who is so penny-pinching and picky, be associated with such a kind behavior of being helpful, willing to give, and not expecting anything in return?

Ning Xiangxiang couldn't help wondering if there was something hidden in her arms, as long as he hugged him, she would shoot him six times.

While she was in a daze, Huo Xingyu moved closer and closer, looking at her with those bewitching eyes.

Even if Ning Xiangxiang had no other charming thoughts about her other than being in awe and wanting to run away, he had to admit that Huo Xingyu did have a very, very beautiful face.

She has a straight and straight nose with a small mole on the right side of the tip of the nose, which adds a bit of childishness to this haughty face.

Sometimes it even made her think, if Huo Xingyu had a better personality, he wasn't a person who cannibalize people without spitting out his bones, and whose eyes can be used as a knife...

Maybe marrying her is also a very beautiful thing?

But where do so many ifs come from in the world?

Even if you do it a thousand or ten thousand times, as long as Huo Xingyu is still Huo Xingyu, nothing will change.

She will never make changes for others.

She is always a combination of arrogance and indifference, always showing her sharpness and invincibility.

If such a proud person really changes because of something... Ning Xiangxiang narrowed his eyes and thought about it.

It may be that the ghost is upper body or the Huo family company has closed down.

Because it was too close, Ning Xiangxiang could feel the burning heat from under her thin silk shirt, and even smell the familiar smell on her body.

In the previous life not long ago, when they shared the same bed, she was also enveloped by this familiar cold fragrance on the pillow and in the quilt.

Too familiar and yet too strange.

She sighed, and couldn't get out of the car without relying on Huo Xingyu. Just as she was about to put her arms around her shoulders, she heard a shout from a distance;

"Sister Xiangxiang? Is it you! Sister Xiangxiang!"

Hearing this shout, Ning Xiangxiang's mind went blank.

The set has never been a place where you can keep secrets. If you are photographed with Huo Xingyu outside the studio, the paparazzi may be afraid to reveal it.

But if she was seen getting off Huo Xingyu's car, it would probably take one night for the entire crew to know about it.

She didn't have time to see who the other party was, so she subconsciously wanted to shrink back and hide in the car, but Huo Xingyu adjusted the position of her leg in the cast, half-stepped out of the car door, and stepped on the wheelchair.

As soon as she exerted her strength, her thick plaster leg slammed against the edge of the car door, and the muscles on her leg pulled together, pulling the wound hard.

There was a numbness in her leg, which made Ning Xiangxiang stiffen on the seat. The numbness was temporary, and soon the severe pain caused by the wound was climbing up her leg.

The bump and pull caused Ning Xiangxiang's forehead to break out in pain at the fracture site, and tears were about to fall on the spot.

The person who called her name had already run up and was talking to Huo Xingyu, but Ning Xiangxiang had no time to listen.

She just felt, as if numbness and pain were spreading all the way from the calf wound she was involved in.

She opened her mouth to call out Huo Xingyu, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only lower her head, frown and grit her teeth, enduring the pain.

After a while, she gasped for breath and looked up.

"Sister Xiangxiang? Is it you! Sister Xiangxiang!"

Hearing this cry, Huo Xingyu felt that the rabbit hesitated for a while, and was about to voluntarily and obediently crawl into her arms, and then retreated into the rabbit hole in panic.

Looking at his empty embrace, Huo Xingyu was stunned.

Is this being shy?

She looked at Ning Xiangxiang's upturned and reddened nose, thinking inexplicably.

In her opinion, Ning Xiangxiang in the past has always been generous and decent, and he was able to shuttle between various banquets that required her to attend with ease, and was never stage frightened.

But now, because she was seen hugging herself, she shrank in the car, shyly lowering her head and not daring to look at anyone?

Huo Xingyu had a strange feeling, but he couldn't explain why.

It was as if an emotion she had always found boring suddenly had an interest for her to explore.

Huo Xingyu never realized that his wife, whom she had been with for ten years, had many novelties that she didn't understand.

Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer, Huo Xingyu turned around and stood in front of the car door, looking down at the person coming.

From a distance, I saw a girl running towards me, wearing a double-breasted Confucian skirt, holding a spinning fan in one hand, and a popsicle in the other, and the assistant was still chasing after her.

Huo Xingyu recognized this girl.

In the few days when she was reborn, she saw this face when she searched for news about Ning Xiangxiang.

They were the first woman in the unlucky cast who was scolded from the beginning of the project to the end of the broadcast, and was always regarded as a negative teaching material for ancient idol dramas in the next few years.

Lin Junruo...

She seemed to realize something was wrong when she ran halfway.

A few meters away, he stopped in his tracks, widened his eyes, and hid the electric fan and popsicles behind him, stuttering:

"Huo Miss Huo."

Huo Xingyu nodded to her, his thin lips parted slightly, and he responded, "Xiao Lin."

Hearing this address, Lin Junruo showed a smile and mournful expression on his face, and then said: "I... I heard that sister Xiangxiang came back from the hospital today, I came to take a look, I didn't expect such a coincidence Just met."

On the one hand, she was delighted that Huo Xingyu knew her own name. On the other hand, the title "Xiao Lin" made her feel like she was meeting the big boss of a brokerage company, and she immediately bent down and shouted "Hello, leader!" Weird impulse.

Huo Xingyu was obviously a few years older than herself, but she felt completely different from her peers, her eyes had a sense of superior scrutiny.

It makes people feel that they want to escape.

"Please don't tell others about meeting me."

Holding the popsicle, Lin Junruo paced back and forth, in an awkward posture that was so frightening that he wanted to run but didn't dare to run, and said cooperatively:

"Of course I won't tell. I read those reports that Miss Huo hates being with celebrities. I didn't expect these to be untrue gossip. Miss Huo, you are really kind."

"It's true."

"Can't you hear the hesitation in my tone when I make the request?"

hesitate?

Why did she only hear categorical and undeniable? ?

He looked at Ning Xiangxiang who was covered by Huo Xingyu, only showing a plaster leg.

Lin Junruo nodded sincerely, then changed the subject and said, "How is Miss Xiangxiang? We are all worried to death that something so serious happened to her."

Huo Xingyu followed her gaze back into the car, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw Ning Xiangxiang looking at him angrily in the car, those little deer eyes were crying like pear blossoms with rain, full of grief.