you are so nice lady

Chapter 66
Ning Xiaoman nodded shyly, then buried her head in the man's chest, not daring to look at him again.

Huo Shi gave a low laugh, the voice seemed to come from his chest, it was clear and pleasant.

He lightly kissed her on the cheek and neck, Ning Xiaoman hugged his neck and tried his best to cooperate with him, but his head was dizzy.

She didn't sleep all night last night, and when she was in the bathtub, she soaked until the water was almost cold before being hugged out by the man. She didn't sleep long in bed, and was awakened by a nightmare again.

Even now, Ning Xiaoman is also a little bit powerless, his eyes are closed, and when he is in a daze, he suddenly feels a cold under his nose.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch it, took a look in front of her eyes, the blood on her hand
"Ah! Huo Shishen! I have a nosebleed!"

Huo Shishen: "..."

……

With toilet paper stuffed in his nose, Ning Xiaoman raised his head to let the man splash cold water on the back of his neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I made you bear it again..."

Huo Shishen: "..."

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Ning Xiaoman moved his body, wanting to see his expression, but was held down by a pair of big hands

"Ning Xiaoman, be honest with me."

The man's slightly suppressed voice came from the back of his neck, hoarse and sexy, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Ning Xiaoman didn't dare to move at once. The man didn't touch her in such a situation last night, but now she can't stand it anymore.

She laughed suddenly, then immediately shut her mouth again.

Huo Shi took a deep look at her, his eyes were still deep, and he spoke hoarsely, "What are you laughing at?"

Ning Xiaoman shook his head, "It's nothing, I just suddenly think you are so handsome."

Huo Shishen snorted softly, didn't take her words seriously, hugged her off the table, and cleaned up the blood on her body, "So handsome? So handsome that it makes your nose bleed?"

Ning Xiao blushed, lowered her head and said nothing, knowing that her nosebleed was at an inappropriate time.

She was wearing a white cotton nightdress, and the blood stains on it could not be wiped clean, so she went upstairs to change her clothes first, and asked the man to clean up the blood stains on the table.

When standing in the cloakroom to choose pajamas, she hesitated.

Normally, it would be enough to just choose a simple and comfortable cotton skirt. She picked and picked. Thinking of the man's tight jawline and the smoldering flames in his eyes, the light in her eyes moved slightly, and she chose a suspender skirt. .

It's not very revealing, the chest is tightly blocked, but the body is thin and thin, and the outline of the figure can be seen at a glance.

Ning Xiaoman took a look in the mirror and pursed his lips in satisfaction.

In the mirror, her skin is fair and delicate, and now there is still a thin layer of pink.

I don't know if it's because of shyness or a little heat.

Her forehead felt hot, and her throat felt a little itchy. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was a stinging pain, but it was not very obvious.

Ning Xiaoman ran downstairs to the kitchen first, poured himself a glass of ice water to calm down the fire in his heart, and then ran to the study.

Why does it feel like she is the restless person now...

She pushed open the door of the study, and the man was still cleaning up the blood on the table.

Her nosebleed came fast and fierce, and it also receded quickly. Now it's gone, but the puddle just now looks quite spectacular.

Ning Xiaoman walked behind the man with some embarrassment, put his toes on the floor, and said, "Why don't I do it myself?"

"It's almost ready."

Huo Shi took a deep look at her, his gaze slipped from her eyes down her chin to the skirt on her body, and then retracted, pushing the unharmed chair in front of her, "Sit down."

"Oh."

Ning Xiaoman responded without being pretentious, and sat down on the chair directly, watching the man wipe the tan tabletop with a wet towel, and secretly laughed.

She dangled her legs, and watched earnestly the look of the lofty President Huo Da, whose fingers were not in the sun, cleaning up the mess.

Looked at it, and sank in.

This man has the ability to make everything he is doing elegant and elegant. He is obviously cleaning up, but he seems to be restoring a dusty work of art, meticulous and focused.

His fingers were slender and white, with well-defined joints. What he wiped was not her blood, but her restless spring heart.

"What document are you looking at?" Ning Xiaoman cleared his throat, and suddenly asked, "Is it a very important document? Can it be wiped clean? Can it still be used?"

She asked a series of questions to mask her impulsiveness.

If she continued to look at it like this, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but push this man back onto the desk.

"Wipe it clean, it's good when it's done." Huo Shishen raised his eyes to look at her, leaving only a side face for her, and spread the documents to dry.

His side face is also very three-dimensional, and his nose is more delicate than the nose of the most famous actor.

With a heart move, Ning Xiaoman stood up from the chair, walked to his side, leaned against his body seemingly unintentionally, and leaned over to look at the documents on the table.

"Shouldn't there be any traces left?" She stretched out her hand and flipped through one of the documents. She only turned a page, and her fingers rested on the snow-white paper. Come together.

Huo Shishen: "..."

He held Ning Xiaoman by the sling around her neck, pulled her back, and said, "I endured it very hard, so don't recruit me again today, huh?"

Ning Xiaoman pouted, "I didn't ask you to bear it..."

Huo Shishen: "..."

Facing her stubborn eyes, he couldn't help but sighed, and rubbed her head helplessly, "You're hot, Xiao Man, you might have a cold."

"Impossible!" Ning Xiaoman retorted subconsciously, and raised his chin very proudly, "My health is good, especially my resistance. Even when the flu is raging, I have never been caught..."

"Ah Autumn"

Before she finished speaking, her nose itched and she sneezed suddenly.

Ning Xiaoman: "..."

Huo Shishen: "..."

The man glanced at her lightly, Ning Xiaoman felt his back go cold, and laughed, "It's just an itchy nose, not a cold..."

"I'll ask Mrs. Li to make some cold medicine for you later."

Huo Shishen reached out and touched her forehead, then glanced at her extremely cool suspender nightdress, and said, "Wear more, don't really catch a cold."

After speaking, he pulled away the chair, sat down in front of the desk again, and opened another unsoiled document.

Seeing that he hadn't finished his work, Ning Xiaoman sat down on his lap and hugged his neck with a smile, "Then I'll stay here with you, and I won't be cold in your arms."

(End of this chapter)