After refusing to fall in love, she tore the author's son with her hands

Chapter 27 It’s his branch

In an absolutely protective posture, he was firmly protected under his own wings.

Jiang Wanzhi's pupils shrank, and all his senses suddenly enlarged.

She felt the hand protecting her shoulder slowly move downward, and the warm palm fell on her waist. The material of her clothes was heated by the temperature of the palm and stuck to her skin, causing a slight shiver inexplicably.

Jiang Wanzhi's heartbeat was like a drum, Huo Huaizhou's pleasant and refreshing breath lingered, and the soft and quiet sense of security permeated her limbs, making her somewhat afraid to raise her head.

Lin Keshi followed behind and saw Jiang Wanzhi for the first time with his head curled up like a shrinking chicken. He couldn't help but look at Huo Huaizhou a few more times.

But the next second, she saw the man tilt his head slightly.

The originally angular facial lines became even sharper, and the eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness, like sharp blades, looking fiercely at the two men who were at a loss.

His cold face suddenly became surly, and his eyes were as dark as a deep pool with no bottom, filled with danger and fierceness.

Lin Keshi was a little frightened, and the chill spread all over her body. She shivered suddenly, and the oppressive feeling made her afraid to express her anger. She followed honestly not far from Jiang Wanzhi, not daring to mess up again. Saw it.

How could anyone be scarier than her father?

Arriving at the underground parking lot, Lin Keshi breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the place where she parked her car, eager to leave quickly: "Well, your brother is here to pick you up, so I'm relieved. You guys should go slower on the road, I'll go home first. ."

Jiang Wanzhi waved his hand: "Remember to send me a message when you get home."

Lin Keshi made an OK gesture and trotted into the car.

Huo Huaizhou smelled of alcohol. Xu Chen had been waiting in the car for a long time. When he saw Jiang Wanzhi, he smiled and said, "Miss Jiang."

From the looks of them, it looked like they had just finished socializing.

Huo Huaizhou and Jiang Wanzhi were sitting in the back together. He closed his eyes to rest. Jiang Wanzhi leaned forward and said, "Assistant Xu, how did you know I'm here?"

The place where she and Lin Keshi ate was not that easy to find.

Xu Chen's smile did not change: "Mr. Huo is socializing on the top floor, so I saw you by chance."

His answer was impeccable: "Mr. Huo went to find you, so I came down and drove first. What a coincidence."

He looked in the rearview mirror and saw Jiang Wanzhi nodded and sat back, with a slight smile on his lips.

What a coincidence.

Mr. Huo obviously knows her whereabouts. He came here specifically to socialize tonight just to meet Miss Jiang by chance.

He can't say any of this.

There was also the matter of Miss Jiang’s participation in the wedding show. Mr. Huo’s face was so ugly at that time that he almost stopped the wedding show. Later I found out that she was going to be an observation guest and arranged for another girl who had been chasing Shi Zhen for a long time to go. She became his marriage partner and then she calmed down.

Can you tell?
If you tell him, he'll be dead.

Xu Chen looked in the rearview mirror again.

Huo Huaizhou frowned and put one hand on his forehead, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Xu Chen raised his eyebrows.

Let's just say that Mr. Huo is willing to take risks, and now he even resorts to pretending to be sick.

Huo Huaizhou was really feeling uncomfortable. Maybe he was too busy recently and had no time to rest, so he had a severe headache.

He pinched his eyebrows and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had arrived home without knowing when.

The lighting in the living room was dim, spotless, clean and filled with a nice aroma, but it was very quiet.

"elder brother."

A soft voice sounded from behind, numbing the eardrums like a squeak, and bursts of fragrance seemed to come from the silent air, sweet and addictive.

Huo Huaizhou's expression paused slightly, and he turned around slowly. In his sight, the girl was standing behind him, wearing a soft white nightgown, with curved eyes and shadowy eyes.

Jiang Wanzhi.

Her eyes were clear and clean, as if they were filled with stars when she looked at people, and she was so beautiful that she was frightened.

She was beautiful, but not aggressive. She looked at him softly and peacefully.The light was deep, Huo Huaizhou's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes were as dark as the night outside, without waves and bottomless.

She walked towards him slowly.

The aroma was getting closer and closer, lingering in Huo Huaizhou's breath. Jiang Wanzhi raised her chin, grabbed the clothes on his chest and pulled him closer to her, gently raised her toes, and moved her lips closer little by little.

The warm breath and the shiver evoked in an instant made the man's eyes darker and darker, and a little impatience gradually suppressed at the end of his eyes.

He followed the girl's strength and bent his back slightly, but when she was about to kiss him, he suddenly held her wrist.

Jiang Wanzhi paused and moved his eyes slightly upward: "Brother?"

A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, like a sharp sword, and the light and shadow outlined his clear jawline, with a cold and indifferent expression.

Close at hand.

The distance between the two people stopped there.

Huo Huaizhou's eyes were dark and heavy, and the hand holding the girl's wrist could not stop exerting force, as if he was restraining something. The emotions hidden in his eyes surged, and his tone was firm: "You are a dream."

He closed his eyes, and gradually became clear under Jiang Wanzhi's increasingly puzzled gaze. Huo Huaizhou straightened up, his eyes slightly lowered, and looked at the person in front of him without emotion.

"You are a dream."

It was a nightmare that had haunted him for three years.

It is a nightmare that cannot be reached.

Huo Huaizhou's sleep was always very light, but today he slept a little deeply.

When he woke up, Jiang Wanzhi was lying on the edge of his bed, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

She had no defense.

Huo Huaizhou's lips curved, and he slowly reached out and held her petite and soft hand.

Jiang Wanzhi.

The three words flowed between his lips and teeth, affectionate and doting, and the unspeakable possessiveness was like a seed taking root in his heart, as if he was possessed, paranoid and sick.

Others say that he is as elegant as the bright moon in the sky.

But no one knew that his desire for control was growing like a vine.

He restrained himself, concealed his illness in front of Jiang Wanzhi, and became her closest brother.

But she didn't know that for countless late nights, his obsession was in his dreams and could not be resolved.

I want to take her as my own, I want her to only look at me, I want to kiss her, I want to hold her, I want to do the most intimate things.

Jiang Wanzhi is poison and the antidote that saves him.

Everyone can leave him, he doesn't care, but not Jiang Wanzhi.

Huo Huaizhou's eyebrows darkened, and his fingertips lightly traced her face.

Branches, branches.

It's his branch.

Jiang Wanzhi patted his head and yawned while brushing his teeth.

Huo Huaizhou suddenly had a fever last night. She fell asleep beside his bed. When he woke up, she was in her room.

Thinking about it, you all know that Huo Huaizhou woke up in the middle of the night and took her back, otherwise she would have been uncomfortable sleeping on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Wanzhi went downstairs to have breakfast, and Huo Huaizhou was sitting at the dining table. He was dignified and elegant. He didn't look sick at all last night and was recovering well.

"Come over for breakfast."

(End of this chapter)