Shuxin knows that Huo Yanqing must be angry because she wears he Jingxing's clothes. She doesn't want to make them unhappy for an outsider. She looks at him and explains, "I accidentally fell into the hot spring. I didn't intend to wear he Zong's clothes, but I have a baby in my stomach and can't get sick."

Huo Yan leaned her lips into a straight line, looked ahead, as if she didn't listen to the words of comfort, and her mind was full of pictures of him kissing her just now, and she cried.

He kissed her. She cried in front of other men. What do you mean? Very aggrieved? Is it hard to be kissed by him?

Huo Yan is more and more angry. He holds the steering wheel tightly, because his knuckles are white with too much force.

I am glad to see that Huo Yanqian has been silent, leaning forward, reaching out and gently pulling his sleeve, and softly shouting: "Yan Qian..."

"Don't talk." Huo Yan glanced at it with a relaxed look.

The eyes of Huo Yan are so warm that they hurt like needles. The eyes seem to look at strangers. The cold and lukewarm look seems to have a little disgust. He never gave her such eyes.

He used to look at his eyes, which were warm, smiling and doting. Such a look was more hurtful than the quarrel between husband and wife.

Shuxin put his hand back, turned to the door, looked out of the window with tears in his eyes, and tried not to let the tears fall down.

Eyes open for a long time very sour, a blink of an eye, tears finally flow down.

I took a breath with ease and secretly wiped my tears with my hand leaning against the seat.

No words all the way.

When the car drove into Qinyuan and stopped at the gate of the villa, Shuxin was already in a good mood, pushed the door to get off and walked towards the villa.

Behind him came the sound of closing the door, bang, very loud.

Then I heard Huo Yan's steady and powerful footsteps. At the next moment, his wrist was held by him.

Shuxin was very happy. He thought that Huoyan was not angry with her. He turned to see him with a smile from the corner of his mouth. He looked cold and did not look at her. The lines on his side were firm and taut, obviously still angry.

But he took the initiative to lead her. He felt more comfortable. He thought about coaxing him later, and he should be OK.

Happy with Huo Yan into the bedroom.

Huo Yan inclined to directly pull into the bathroom, cold, "bath."

"Oh." Comfortable obediently should a, the corner of the mouth vaguely hook move, even if angry, he still care about her.

It's just that the idea lingered in a comfortable mind for less than two seconds, and it was smashed by Huo Yan's next move.

Huo Yan pulled away the bag with wet clothes in her hands, put it aside on the washstand, and then began to take off her suit jacket.

Shuxin looks at Huoyan's cold face and whispers, "go out, I'll come myself."

Huoyan ignores her, takes off her coat and throws it on the ground.

Shuxin thought that Huoyan would go out when she took off her coat, but he didn't think that his next step was to tear open her shirt directly.

A bang was heard in the air, and all the buttons fell.

Shuxin pushes away Huo Yanqian's hand and says angrily, "how can I pay him back if you tear up your clothes?"

"You want to give it back?" Huoyan's eyes were filled with anger.

"He's kind enough to lend me something to wear. I'll pay it back, of course."

Huo Yan's eyes and eyebrows are more sinister, and his whole body is cool and majestic. "Do you want to wear the clothes you wear to him?"

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