C26

The wind at night was a bit harsh. After walking for a while, Huo Lianqing began to tremble all over because she was still wearing her short-sleeved T-shirt. An Bowen slightly frowned and stopped in his tracks. He wrapped his arms around her waist and tightly hugged her to his chest. She had a faint fragrance on her body, and even through her clothes, Huo Lianqing could still feel her delicate and exquisite body. Huo Lianqing felt that her heart was beating really hard.

"Let's go back, the night wind is a bit cold." As he spoke, An Bowen held Huo Lianqing horizontally in his arms. Huo Lianqing didn't have time to scream, so she could only tightly hug his neck.

When he got upstairs, he didn't enter the master bedroom. Instead, he placed Huo Lianqing on a bed in a guest room. Due to drinking the red wine, Huo Lianqing's cheeks were flushed red like two red clouds. It was unknown if it was because he had carried her so far or if it was because of some other reason, but his aura was a bit unstable and Huo Lianqing's eyes were a bit blurry.

His lips kissed her without any warning. Huo Lianqing was still in a daze, but there was a faint aroma of red wine between her lips. Huo Lianqing slowly relaxed. She placed both of her hands on his shoulders. His lips were slightly hot. It was like a hot iron that was about to burn her whole body.

The temperature of her body was getting hotter and hotter, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Huo Lianqing could see his bloodshot eyes filled with desire in her misty vision after he drank the wine. Huo Lianqing thought that she was going to lose everything because of this. However, she didn't expect him to stop at the most crucial moment.

When he released her, his breathing was still a little heavy. He gently covered her with the blanket and whispered into her ear.

"Good night."

Before Huo Lianqing could react, he had already disappeared from her room as if nothing had happened. Huo Lianqing touched her hot cheeks. She could feel that they had just kissed intensely and deeply.

The room was all cream, even the curtains and bedclothes were white, but there was no lemon-yellow floor lamp in the room. Maybe she was just used to it, but Huo Lianqing kept tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep. The moonlight shone through the white curtain of the window like a mischievous eye. Huo Lianqing walked over to the window. Below her was a sea of green hills.

Huo Lianqing walked quietly to the door and gently opened it. The door to the master bedroom was ajar, and one could see the light coming from the inside through the tiny crack.

Huo Lianqing wanted to walk over, but she couldn't. Right at that moment, the door opposite her suddenly opened. The two of them looked at each other. Huo Lianqing felt a bit awkward. She used her hand to brush away the hair beside her ear as she gave an unnatural smile to An Bowen.

"You … Still awake? " Huo Lianqing's eyes flashed.

"You didn't sleep either." Umbo had already changed into his pajamas. Huo Lianqing's eyes were fixed on the buttons on his pajamas.

He even said that this house wasn't his own, that it even had pajamas, and that it wasn't his. Huo Lianqing closed the door to her room. She felt her heart beating rapidly. She had never felt like this before. Why was it like this? The chaotic past once again came to mind. Huo Lianqing quickly turned off the lights and got into bed.

It was completely dark inside the blanket, and Huo Lianqing's heart was still beating frantically. She covered her chest with her hands, and she could even clearly hear her own heartbeat. It was unknown when he fell asleep, but his entire body was drenched in sweat, and even the hair on his face and forehead was wet.

Huo Lianqing lifted the quilt, causing the fresh air to rush over. She felt extremely comfortable, so she rolled over and pressed the quilt under her and slept even deeper.

It was as if someone had called his name.

"Huo Lianqing, Huo Lianqing …" He walked in the dark as if he was led by something. After walking for a long distance, a shabby warehouse appeared in front of him.

Huo Lianqing felt all the blood in her body rushing to her head. She turned around to leave, but was stopped by a pair of powerful arms. She struggled with all her might, but was unable to break free.

Huo Lianqing was dragged into the warehouse, her memories of her pain blurred immediately. She struggled desperately, unable to break free no matter how hard she struggled. When she finally woke up from her dream, she felt someone's breathing by her side. It turned out to be Ambrose. He looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Lianqing, what's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare? " It turned out that when An Bowen heard Huo Lianqing's scream in the room, he thought something had happened and hurried over to see what was going on. But when he pushed open the door, he saw her struggling on the bed with the quilt in her arms, as if she were a drowning person desperately struggling to grab onto something they could rely on. Her body was soaked with sweat, and even as he reached out to switch on the light, she didn't wake up, but still struggled.

Her brows were tightly knitted together, and she seemed to be in great pain. An Bowen walked over and sat by her side, gently supporting her shoulders until she woke up. Huo Lianqing seemed to have survived a disaster. She slowly sat up and covered her chest with one hand as she gasped for breath.

An Bowen went downstairs to get a glass of water. Huo Lian's brow was still furrowed tightly, and her face was filled with unease and fear. Umbo leaned forward and hugged her to his chest, gently patting her back.

"Alright, it's fine now. It's just a dream." His voice was gentle, low and seductive.

It was just a dream! If it was really just a dream, how great would that be? Unfortunately, this was not a dream! This was the truth, the most painful thing she had ever experienced.

Feeling that her body was still trembling, he gently pulled up the blanket and moved his body inside, lying beside her and embracing her body.

"What's going on? What kind of dream did he have for him to be so scared? "Can you tell me something?" Her voice was soft, as if she were coaxing a child. Huo Lianqing's body was covered in cold sweat after the last torment. She was tired and cold at the same time. Her body would occasionally lean into the embrace of An Bowen.

A hand lifted her face and met his gaze. Her eyes were no longer cold and aloof, but filled with a pair of pitiful eyes. Umbo used his hand to gently smooth her wrinkled brow, but as soon as he removed his hand from hers, she frowned again.

"What kind of dreams did you have?" Umbo put his arm around her waist and let her bury her face in his chest. His other hand gently patted her back. After a while, probably because she was tired, Huo Lianqing's breathing became even as she fell asleep. An Bowen gently moved her body away and placed Huo Lianqing's head on the pillow. Her eyebrows were still knitted together tightly.

When they suddenly left the warm place, Huo Lianqing didn't seem to be used to it. Her body slightly trembled, and Amber took her hand. Her hand was cold and devoid of any warmth, so Umbo rubbed it slowly until it was warm. Then he laid down, held her hand and put it on his chest.

The lights on top of his head flickered slightly. When he turned around, he saw crystal clear tears flowing down from the corners of her eyes. Her lips quivered faintly, as if she wanted to say something.

When he woke up the next day, he was no longer in the room, but his scent and body temperature were still on his side. Huo Lianqing had dreamt all night long. Her whole body felt sore as if she had been crushed by something. She went into the bathroom to wash up before going downstairs. In the dining hall, Obo Wen was preparing breakfast. It was simple toasted bread and milk. It was unknown when someone had brought the flowers, but they had already placed them in a vase in the middle of the dining table. Seeing Huo Lianqing return, An Bowen smiled gently.

"How do you feel now? Are you all right? "

"Hmm, luckily, it might have been a nightmare at the latest." Huo Lianqing's voice was a little hoarse, and her face was a little haggard. She, who did not use makeup to begin with, now looked even paler.

"Hurry up and come eat breakfast. I'll send you back later." An Bowen pulled out the chair beside her and let Huo Lianqing sit beside her.

"Are you going to the company later?" I'll go back myself. You can go straight to the company. " Huo Lianqing said as she held up the milk.

"No worries, I'll send you back to the company."