Lord Huo's petite wife, I'm not right

Chapter 221 You are old and have a bad waist
"Explain that you..."

Lu Ziyao prolonged his tone on purpose to whet Huo Siyan's appetite: "You're an old rascal!"

Huo Siyan: ...

"Master Huo, don't you say something about this explanation? Don't you appeal for yourself? "

Huo Siyan's abnormal calm made Lu Ziyao feel a little uncomfortable.

Huo Siyan's expression did not change, since Lu Ziyao hoped that he could give a little reaction, then he should do so!

"Okay, yes, old rascal, right?"

Huo Siyan accepted it very simply, which made Lu Ziyao a little flustered. He subconsciously wanted to back away, but Huo Siyan wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head to peck her lightly. red lips.

Huo Siyan's black eyes were still full of cunning: "Well, that's right, the old hooligan really hit it off."

Only then did Lu Ziyao cover her mouth belatedly, and looked at Huo Siyan angrily, feeling as if she was lifting a rock and hitting her own foot.

I'm really going to cry stupidly by myself.

Even at home, Huo Siyan was dressed neatly and meticulously, with a white shirt and black trousers, giving him an air of abstinence.

Huo Siyan held her in his arms, looked down at her, and gave a low laugh with a sexy voice:

"The old hooligan can do even more hooligan things, my boy, do you want to try?"

Huo Siyan's unscrupulous appearance, Lu Ziyao calmed down instead, put down his hands, looked at him, his beautiful eyes rolled, and he pursed his lips:
"Then...would you like to have a try?"

Huo Siyan: ...

I just tried Lu Ziyao's over-the-shoulder throw, are you going to unlock a new pose now?
It's too fast, so let's not do it!

"Forget it, I'm afraid you'll get up to your waist."

Huo Siyan immediately restrained his provocative appearance just now, and said seriously.

"I'm young, and my waist is fine, so it's not that easy to get caught." Lu Ziyao twisted her neck, moved her wrist, and glanced at her injured hand: "It doesn't seem to affect much, at most it's just that the wound is opened and then recovered." Just go and bandage it up."

It's really cool to say!
"Let's forget it." Before Huo Siyan could speak, Lu Ziyao dismissed the idea by himself.

"Let's think about it, you're old, you were thrown by me, your waist is not good, you're easily injured, no good." Lu Ziyao rubbed her chin and said thoughtfully, watching him shake his hand. Shake your head.

How can Huo Siyan bear this?

This must be impossible to endure!
Huo Siyan didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, without hesitation, he said firmly, "Shove me!"

"quick!"

"Pfft, I have never seen such a request when I grow up." Lu Ziyao couldn't help laughing, still shook her head, and said with emotion: "Forget it, I'm still a patient, so I won't do such violence thing."

"After you feel it, you will know whether my waist is good or not."

Since Lu Ziyao won't throw him, then just use another way to let her feel it.

Huo Siyan really likes to drive recently, but she doesn't want to understand girls right away, so she doesn't answer Huo Siyan's words, but gets out of Huo Siyan's arms and walks ahead.

The desk in Lu Ziyao's study is L-shaped, so the desk is very big, the kind where several people can sit and work together.

There is an all-in-one computer, a laptop, a 22-inch LCD hand-painted screen, and a hand-painted tablet on the table.

There are figurines of Huo Siyan in every corner of the table. They are not placed there one by one, but in piles. The number is really quite a lot.

(End of this chapter)