Mr. Huo's Be Careful

Chapter 55 He Praises Her Too Cute
After nearly a week of continuous rain in Ancheng, it finally cleared up on August [-]th.After lunch, Huo Yuhan and Xu Moran went out together.

The sun was shining brightly outside the car window, and Yang Hua was driving to a clear destination: the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Xu Moran sat in the car without saying a word. Today she was wearing a spotless white shirt and a three-quarter-length pleated skirt revealing her fair and beautiful legs. Her bright eyes were as dark as a deep pool. She turned her head Looking out of the window, what you can see is the bustling big city of Anseong.

No matter in the previous life or in the present life, Xu Moran doesn't like this city, just because this gorgeous city has witnessed too many of her joys, sorrows and joys.

When she was reborn and returned to the age of 20, she was no longer the ignorant and easy-to-deceive Xu Moran, she was the woman who had experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, she was the Xu Moran who died unexpectedly at the age of 23 in her previous life.

Whenever she thinks of the unbearable memories of her previous life, there will always be a kind of pain that has lingered for many years, like a sharp claw ruthlessly strangling her heart.

It made her unable to struggle, and at this moment, the only person she could think of was her mother.

——Mom, Xiaomo is getting married, please forgive my selfishness...

——Mom, how are you?Xiaomo misses her mother a little bit, but she is a little lost...

During the moment when Xu Moran was meditating, Huo Yuhan didn't have any emotional ups and downs, but approached her calmly, his deep eyes were fixed on her delicate side face, even if she was silent at the moment, it didn't affect her gorgeousness at all. the appearance of a person.

The next second, Huo Yuhan put his arm around her thin shoulders and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

The mint smell on the man's body mixed with the clear tobacco smell so wantonly occupied Xu Moran's nasal cavity. He wanted to push away, but suddenly realized that he was no longer qualified to refuse his closeness.

The arrogance and loneliness that had been hidden in her heart for a long time suddenly rippled unscrupulously in the carriage, helpless and at a loss.

Getting close to a strange man is a challenge for Xu Moran, he cannot avoid it, nor can he accept it with peace of mind.

"I was wondering how long Xu Anyang would stay in there." Xu Moran turned to look at him, she forced herself to ignore the big hand with heat on her shoulder, and pulled the corner of her lips lightly.

Huo Yuhanjun's face was pale, and he lowered his head to her ear and spoke softly: "Xiaomo... how long do you want him to stay inside?"

A simple sentence, but he elicited a seven-point sense of charm, which seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be teasing.

Xu Moran's face turned red from the heat in her ears, she turned her head away from him as if unintentionally, and slandered in her heart: This man is not simple...

Xu Moran lightly refused: "Mr. Huo, I can't decide this matter, it's a little redundant for you to ask like this..."

"Oh, you are very honest." Huo Yuhan was not surprised by her blunt words, as if it was expected. He asked like this, as if he just wanted to tease her, that's all.

"Could it be that Mr. Huo wants me to lie to you?" Xu Moran looked at him pretending, and felt the urge to roll his eyes.

"You..." Huo Yuhan laughed out loud when he saw her serious appearance, and there was a bit of doting tenderness in his eyes, "Xiaomo's real appearance is too cute."

The word cute is unfamiliar to Huo Yuhan, even more distant to Yang Hua, and never heard of it by Xu Moran.

Huo Yuhan lived for 29 years, and it was the first time he praised a woman for being cute.

Yang Hua has been with him for many years, and he has never heard him praise a woman so seriously.

No matter Xu Moran's past life or this life, many people praised her for her beauty, but there was really no one who called her "cute".

Then Mr. Huo maintained this shoulder-hugging action until he got off the car.

It seemed that what the man said just now was just to pave the way for him to hug his shoulders. Perhaps his main purpose was to get close. She had to sigh: This man's city is too deep.

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