After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

There was almost no gap between the two of them. Jin Miao could hear his own breathing becoming more and more unsteady. He had the illusion that he was the prey and was tightly wrapped in a net by the light fragrance of that person; Huo Xinhong's warmth came from behind. When the tender earlobe was rolled by the hot and humid tongue, Jin Miao could hardly help screaming.

His eyes darkened, Huo Xinhong pursed his lips, and immediately raised his hand to press down the curtain in the car, locked him firmly in his arms with both arms, raised Jin Miao's chin with one hand, and pressed it against his lips, deliberately using a breathy voice road:

"It's not soundproof, you don't want people to hear strange noises, do you?"

Before Jin Miao, who was limp all over, could react, he gently kissed the corners of his eyes. The man's eyes were pious and sincere, as if he was holding a fragile treasure; Gently sweeping over his face, and then sprinkled a series of dense and fine kisses along the smooth cheeks, and finally fell on the red lips dripping with blood.

In the silent carriage, the sound of each other's heart beating could be clearly heard. Jin Miao seemed to have blood boiling all over his body, and his eyes were misty, but he was faintly worried about what Huo Xinhong said just now "no sound insulation", so he could only hold on to that person's hand tightly. Shirt, trying to endure the sound that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

Until he kissed him like a soft little rabbit, Huo Xinhong gradually let go of his hand as if showing mercy, and rubbed the tip of his nose against Jinmiao's nose as if he still had something to say, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Look, it's all your fault, I'm even hungrier now."

Taking a big gulp of air, Jin Miao collapsed in his arms, dizzy in his head, like a stranded fish.

Huo Xinhong is really a scary person, Jin Miao thought to himself, on the surface he pretended to be an upright gentleman with a serious scientific popularization of health knowledge; but he acted like a beast, he couldn't help touching his lips that were numb from being sucked, and moved two How "violent" should people be when they officially come...

"Let's eat something."

Huo Xinhong was in a good mood after tidying up the wrinkled shirt that was caught by Jin Miao. He opened the lid of the food and found a convenient tuna sandwich and hawthorn rose tea that nourished the stomach. The tea was still steaming. The fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

After blowing carefully, Huo Xinhong took a sip, made sure it wasn't hot, and gently brought it to Jin Miao's mouth:

"Come?"

"Ah."

Jin Miao opened her mouth obediently, and the warm fragrant tea slipped into her mouth. The sweet and sour taste of hawthorn and the fragrance of roses, like spirits dancing on the taste buds, whet the appetite.

After being fed a few mouthfuls of soup and a sandwich by Huo Xinhong, Jin Miao's body gradually regained some strength, and after realizing it, she climbed onto his tea-feeding hand and couldn't help blushing:

"Why are you feeding me so much that you don't even eat it yourself? I bought it to fill your belly."

"It's enough for me to pad my stomach with you."

Unsurprisingly, after finishing speaking, Jin Miao, who turned from embarrassment into anger, gave him a hard look, like a little white rabbit anxious to bite, Huo Xinhong was not only not angry, but also felt happier:

"Okay, to be honest, because I plan to raise white and fat you."

Jin Miao couldn't keep up with his train of thought: "Why?"

Because you won't be able to run away, and you can let me hold it in my arms and eat it.

Huo Xinhong would not tell him this kind of truth. After picking up a sandwich and throwing it into his mouth, Huo Xinhong suddenly realized:

I haven't eaten so casually for a long time. As the heir of the Huo family, I have to be cautious in every move, and the movements of eating, drinking, chewing and swallowing are only allowed within strict limits.

"What's the matter, is it not to your liking?"

Seeing him stop after eating a piece, Jin Miao's heart unconsciously raised, annoyed:

If I had known earlier, I would buy some healthy fruits.

"No, it's delicious."

After recovering, Huo Xinhong gave him a firm hug, and looked out the car window:

"Got home."

"Thank you, Uncle Chen."

The car stopped at the entrance of the villa, and Jin Miao thanked the driver as usual, but the strange thing was that he didn't hear Uncle Chen answer this time.

Suppressing a smile and removing the inner curtain, Huo Xinhong said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

Although he couldn't hear and couldn't see, but as a veteran driver, Uncle Chen, who had long looked down on everything, responded, "Okay."

"Put me down."

The protest was ignored, Jin Miao was hugged out of the back seat of the car by Huo Xinhong, and couldn't help but think seriously:

If you use a sandwich to plug that deceitful mouth at this time, is it considered domestic violence?

He is so cute, Huo Xinhong thought so, and replied without changing his face: "No."

Of course the inner curtain is sound-proof, so he just teased Jin Miao casually, because he really wanted to see this man who was obviously set ablaze and had to endure desperately, it was more delicious than he imagined, and it made him more and more want to eat.

Tonight's dinner is medicinal food. Huo Xinhong put Jin Miao, who was so angry that his face was like two little buns, by the dining table, and said softly:

"It's my fault. I shouldn't lie to you. You don't have to go to work the day after tomorrow. I'll prepare an apology, okay?"

Just about to say "yes", Jin Miao was stunned and asked in doubt:

"How do you know I don't have to go to work the day after tomorrow?"

Calmly scooping up a bowl of sea cucumber soup for Jin Miao, Huo Xinhong put away the slyness in his eyes and said calmly:

"Their boss poached my people, of course I have to follow closely."

Not only what happened at Puffin Company today, but also the two contemporaries today, he has a clear background.

"Ok."

Intuition told Jin Miao that the people beside him must have made some small moves, and he tried to put on a fierce expression:

"If you continue to behave like just now, I won't sleep in the same bedroom with you in the future!"

Huo Xinhong: Isn't that better.jpg I just don't want to just sleep, I should do something else in the bedroom!

"Okay, I know I was wrong."

Clenching his fists to his lips, Huo Xinhong slightly lowered his eyes, pretending to be sad and saying:

"How about I sleep on the sofa tonight?"

"No."

Afraid that he really wanted to sleep on the sofa, Jin Miao put down his chopsticks and hurriedly waved his hands:

"It means that next time, you have just recovered, and you have worked hard, so you should take a good rest."

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it."

Taking a sip of the soup, Huo Xinhong raised his eyebrows and drew a long voice:

"On the couch, we can sleep on top of each other, which is more fun than a bedroom."

Jin Miao: How angry!

The next morning, Jin Miao came to Pufen on time, saw Qiu Boya sitting in the preparation room with a changed lab coat, and greeted him with a smile:

"Morning, I don't know what tasks I have today."

"It should be about the same as yesterday. Generally, it takes two or three years to become an official perfumer. We still have a long way to go."

Xiang Jinmiao nodded, before Qiu Boya said a few words, he was interrupted by Liang Le who rushed into the preparation room:

"Fortunately, I'm not late! I'm not used to the limited edition Chanel I'm wearing today."

Jin Miao glanced at the clock, there were still ten seconds to nine o'clock, and she tactfully persuaded:

"Maybe you can go out earlier next time."

Putting on the lab robe casually, Liang Le said in distaste:

"Why? I don't have much money, and I'm still angry."

As soon as the words fell, yesterday's laboratory assistant pushed the door in and glanced at the three of them lightly:

"If you are all ready, you can go in, Miss Leiya is already here."

As soon as the assistant left, Liang Le winked at the two of them: "Have you noticed that Leiya's assistant is like a robot, is it because she has been tortured crazy by following such a boss for a long time?"

Jin Miao: "I think she may just feel that there is no need to waste energy on irrelevant things."

"Today's topic is the same as yesterday, except that the types of spices have doubled, and there are still five waste samples. But this time, I will not tell you how many spices each waste sample uses."

The gazes of the three people turned in turn, and Leiya's eyes stayed on Jinmiao for a moment, then raised her chin and waved her hand:

"Go ahead and evolve into a human that walks upright."

"The practice of smelling incense cannot be done all the time, there must be a break in between, otherwise the nose will be destroyed."

Looking at the samples that filled the experimental bench, Liang Le was like a flower, weak:

"Fortunately, tomorrow is a holiday."

"Although it has doubled, but according to yesterday's progress, it should be just finished."

After taking down a set of test tubes with test strips, Qiu Boya smiled slightly and sighed:

"It is indeed the company that stores the most spices."

Jin Miao couldn't help but look at him a few more times: "It seems that you have done a lot of homework."

"From freshman year, getting into Puffin has been my goal."

With an incomprehensible light shining in his eyes, Qiu Boya lightly raised a piece of test paper, and said in a deep voice:

"I gave up a lot of things to get here."

Due to the arduous tasks today, the three of them even had a quick bite to eat, without any intention of chatting, and finally handed in the answer sheet before the stipulated time.

"Ha ha."

Glancing at Liang Le's answer, Leiya sneered, then looked down:

"Humph!"

At the last picture, she narrowed her eyes and said nothing.

Folding up three answer sheets, Leiya's red lips hooked, and she announced loudly:

"Then, please send your thoughts on Waste Sample [-] to my mailbox before nine o'clock the night after tomorrow, and it's over."

"wait wait wait."

Unexpectedly, she would come up with this trick, Qiu Boya and Liang Le just wanted to turn around and go to the laboratory table, but they saw that the assistant had already emptied everything:

"We need to re-smell and impress."

"As a perfumer, distinguishing and remembering flavors should become your instinct."

Without looking at the two of them, Leia crossed her arms in a condescending posture:

"If you don't bring your brains to work, you don't have to use them in the future."

"why is it like this……"

"I have to go to the party tomorrow, so why take up my time after get off work!"

"It's okay, I remember the ingredients and the corresponding place of origin."

Seeing that Qiu Boya and Liang Le were still looking gloomy and gloomy when they left the company gate, Jin Miao couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"In the evening, I will send you the ingredients I smell, for reference?"

"Really?"

He didn't seem very happy. After all, even if he knew the ingredients, it was difficult to recall the smell accurately. Qiu Boya politely replied:

"Thank you so much, do you also remember the smell of Waste Sample Four?"

"Remember a little."

Frowning imperceptibly, Jin Miao replied cautiously:

"Just describing the smell is inevitably subjective, I'm afraid it will affect your impression of it."

Comprehending the meaning of his words, Qiu Boya shook his head easily, and echoed:

"you're right."

After complaining, Liang Le also had to compromise: "That's how it is, I wish you a happy holiday."

"I'll go see Baby Hong first, and then go straight home."

Because there is not only class, but also extra "homework" tomorrow, Jin Miao couldn't wait for Huo Xinhong to get off work, but went to see the milk cat directly, and then rushed home to catch up with the progress.

It is not difficult for him to remember the smell. In fact, he quite agrees with Leiya, as long as he smells it once, it will be instinctively engraved in his memory.

To a perfumer, smell is like a living person, even if they are twins, there must be slight differences, and the perfumer will not let go of any detail.

Fortunately, Huo Xinhong managed to get home before dinner. Jinmiao showed him the picture of baby Hong and said excitedly:

"He has now learned to eat cat food and use cat litter. The doctor said that in another week, we can take him home."

At that time, it will be a real "family of three".

"You mustn't favor one over another."

After feeding a dried almond into Jinmiao's mouth, Huo Xinhong touched his chin, making a worried look:

"I'd be jealous."

Jin Miao couldn't laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Let's not talk about that, I have already handed in my resignation, and I will be much freer in two weeks."

The joke was almost done, Huo Xinhong put on the back of Jinmiao's hand, his eyes were piercing:

"Look, I'm recovering well at the moment, and I'm looking forward to going horseback riding with you, or whatever you want to do."

"Really?"

Huo Xinhong has always been straightforward in doing things. Jin Miao just wanted to give him the greatest support, so she held his hand and smiled brightly:

"Okay, I can't wait to let you see my skills."

"I want to say that too."

After a pause, Huo Xinhong scratched his palm viciously, and whispered in his ear:

"Of course, not only in equestrianism, but also in other aspects of 'skills' to open your eyes."

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1. Jin Miao: Can you get on the highway without moving? !Let me out of the car!

Huo Xinhong: I locked the car door, let us inside...

2. Huo Xinhong: Did you know?The bedroom is a magical place.

Jin Miao: For example?

Huo Xinhong: Luminous watches.

PS Yesterday’s ending was changed slightly, and the last sentence was deleted.

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