Chapter 313

At this time, Huocheng's deep and low eyes stared at an Zhi Mo in front of him. I don't know why the hand holding her gradually tightened. In the face of those eyes when they changed from anger to unwilling, Huocheng's deep heart became more and more cold.

"Huo Chengshen! Let go!"

There was anger between the lines. Huocheng was very clear about what an Zhimo was doing to him. He endured tearing up all uncontrollable emotions. He replied slowly: "are you so worried about him?"

An Zhimo wanted to say yes, but looking at Huocheng Shensen's very cold look, he didn't dare to say that so easily. He took a deep breath and tried to discuss with Huocheng Shen, "ah Shen, now I need to make sure what's going on with him. Let go..."

As soon as her voice fell, Huo Chengshen couldn't help sneering, like self mockery: "it seems that he is very important in your heart, huh? For him, your mood can change so quickly and talk to me so compromise? Are you worried about what I will do to him?"

The more I think about it, Huo Chengshen's original rational mood suddenly changed.

There was no way to calm down, but an Zhimo blushed for Huo Chengshen's careless words and angrily scolded: "Huo Chengshen, you are unreasonable!"

An Zhimo didn't want to face Huocheng Shen's cold eyes and tried to pull away Huocheng Shen's hand. Huocheng Shen didn't move from beginning to end. However, seeing an Zhimo's attitude was very firm, he bent down to carry an Zhimo and went to the place where the helicopter stopped without saying a word.

His patience had been worn out by an Zhi Mo, and his thin lips opened gently. There was no doubt: "I won't let you see him."

An Zhimo clenched Huo Chengshen's clothes because of losing gravity. Hearing these words, he began to resist recklessly, "why do you treat me like this! Huo Chengshen, why do you?"

Completely ignoring the squeaking and barking of an Zhi Mo, he threw her a word in the cabin and immediately blocked her mouth.

"Because I'm the unreasonable kind of person."

His completely undeniable sentence stunned An Zhi Mo for a few seconds, and then he was angry and took Huocheng deep, helpless.

The Huos.

"Young master, this..."

The housekeeper looked at the scene in front of him and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. When he opened his eyes again, he found that it was indeed true.

As soon as she arrived at the Huo family, an Zhimo felt a crisis and was dominated by Huo Chengshen with cruel means. When she entered the door, she ran into the familiar housekeeper Fang. Realizing her behavior with Huo Chengshen at this time, she blushed and dared not move. She was still angry with Huo Chengshen.

"I... I'll arrange tea now..."

Housekeeper Fang tried to be calm and calm. He knew that Huocheng didn't like others to interfere in his affairs. For an Zhimo and his affairs, he chose to turn a blind eye.

"Put me down!"

An Zhi Mo refused to compromise and shouted. Her voice was a little hoarse. Huocheng deeply heard the voice and unconsciously frowned.

"No."

The Fangguan family understood and didn't make a sound again. They just silently watched Huocheng go upstairs with an Zhi Mo on their shoulders. They had no choice but to face an Zhi Mo's request for help.

At the corner, Huocheng stopped deeply, "prepare some rock sugar Sydney later."

Then he stepped into the bedroom.

At the moment when the door was closed, an Zhimo was thrown on the bed. For a time, she was dizzy. Before she could react, Huo Chengshen had attacked her.

"What are you doing?!"

An Zhimo looked at Huo Chengshen close at hand and suddenly panicked. She was afraid of being so numb to her. When he looked at her, he was like looking at a sinner, which made an Zhimo afraid.

"Ah!"

He didn't answer. He took practical action to vent his anger. He looked at an Zhimo with a pale face and felt some pain, but when he thought of her refusal, he thought of Zheng sichen, and the shallow pain in his eyes disappeared.

An Zhimo clenched her hands and still felt a faint pain in her neck. Her whole body was resisting Huocheng's deep touch and Huocheng's deep angry punishment.

"Look at me."

Huocheng ordered coldly, looking at her unmoved appearance, his fingers pinched her chin without pity, forcing her to look at herself.

Her black and white eyes stared at Huo Chengshen, and suddenly laughed. The laughter was very cold and sad, and then said, "Yong Qiang, what's the difference between you and those strangers?"

He noticed that he seemed angry, but an Zhimo was hard hearted and soft. "Am I a toy to you? Even if you don't like it one day, no one is allowed to pick me up from the garbage..."

She looked at him bitterly and said coldly word by word: "you are so selfish."

But she underestimated Huo Chengshen's forbearance. No matter how she angered him, now he won't let her see Zheng sichen, so: "I won't let you see him. Don't think about it."

When the curtains are closed in the daytime room, it is black that no light can penetrate, just like an Zhi Mo trapped in the infinite darkness at the moment.

In the cold room, the two people's atmosphere is heating up endlessly. If there is no breathing sound, together with the groan of great forbearance, they run through such an empty space. One loves it all over the body and one silently resists it

For a long time, the romantic and ambiguous atmosphere dissipated. Huocheng leaned deeply against the head of the bed and ignored an Zhimo's sad eyes and lit a cigarette. Just now his sentimental body was so alienated.

An Zhimo stared at the angular face through the smoke. His thin corners of his eyes and soft and moist lips were down. The smoke between her fingers was annihilated a little. She felt that this person suddenly became strange, whether it was the indifference between her eyebrows and eyes or the indifference without saying a word.

"Just now, did you think it was me..."

He turned his head and asked an Zhimo, because he was suddenly confused. Just now he clearly felt an Zhimo's strong resistance. He still did it regardless. Even if he regretted for a moment, he didn't get an Zhimo's answer without hesitation.

"You? Oh - Huo Chengshen, what are you thinking?"

An Zhimo's face was expressionless and her performance was extremely calm. The continuous pain on her body made her very sober realize that Huo Chengshen's asking did not mean she didn't believe her, so why should she maintain her insignificant self-esteem?

So she chose to pretend as if nothing had happened, just like she didn't care about this person's temptation, and stressed again: "it's not you! How can it be you -"

Huo Chengshen gradually cooled his face, snuffed out his cigarette butt, stared at an Zhimo's fearless eyes, gnashing his teeth, and had no way to control his anger, "say it again!"

"Not you."

An Zhimo grabbed the bedding and lowered her head to accuse him of what he had just done: "am I just the object of estrus for you?"

She unknowingly shed tears and covered her pain with a bitter smile: "are you different from... Qiang nvgan?"