Domineering president's special love

"Love me?"

Huo wanted to stick to the problem, "isn't it? But I think what you love is Huo Zhanbei! "

"You..."

When Qinghuan was dying of anxiety, he raised his hand and knocked on Huo Xiang's head.

"I think you are really ill! Do you understand, you are also Zhanbei! "

"Oh."

Huo wanted to nod in a daze, "but you are different from us. You look so fierce to me. You don't have this attitude towards Huo Zhanbei?"

Shi Qinghuan smiled.

"Do you have to discuss this problem with me at this time?"

Huo wanted to blink, "I don't have much time..."

Shi Qinghuan didn't understand what he meant.

"Why do you say that? Did Chu Liao stab badly? Let me see! We have to call an ambulance! "

"Qinghuan, tell me why you are so friendly to Huo Zhanbei. You say I am alone with him, but you are always fierce to me."

Huo was stunned.

Shi Qinghuan had no choice but to say.

"You and Zhanbei are like two twins. Zhanbei is so obedient. You make trouble all day! Why, you did something wrong. Do I have to praise you? "

"Yes, so?"

I don't understand yet.

"Of course!"

Shi Qinghuan shouted, "you've always been the only one who's angry with me. Think about it yourself. Did I do anything to you?"

It seems that there is no

Huo wanted to laugh, "ha ha..."

He smiled easily, as if the whole person was relaxed.

"Can we go now?"

Shi Qinghuan felt that he was really like a stubborn child. Maybe he was the collection of the most naughty and rebellious factors in Huo Zhanbei's body.

"Go, you can't go..."

Huo was still smiling when he wanted to say this.

"What?"

Shi Qinghuan was stunned for a moment. What can't he call away?

Huo wanted to shake his head and asked her with a smile, "can you drag me all the way to the car? Just your little body? "

When Qinghuan was stunned, "when is it? Are you still in the mood to dislike me?"

She tried to drag Huo. I have to say, she really can't drag!

Although Huo Xiang is not as compact as Chu Mo and is somewhat emaciated as a literati, he is also a man.

When Qinghuan was tired and panting, he only pulled Huoxiang to the door.

Huo wanted to look at her and smile, "are you tired? Would you like a glass of water? "

"You..." Qinghuan stared at him, "is it fun?"

"Not fun."

Huo wanted to close his smile, but he struggled to raise his hand and leaned towards Shi Qinghuan. Of course, he had no strength, and his hands dropped down again.

"What do you want to do?"

Shi Qinghuan held his hand.

"Qinghuan, I want to wipe your sweat..." Huo wanted to say so.

Perhaps, at this moment, they all have subtle feelings, some things... They have been waiting for a long time.

Especially Shi Qinghuan, she looks forward to this day day by day, but when this day comes, she

The feeling at the bottom of my heart can't be described for a time.

So Shi Qinghuan took Huo Xiang's hand and leaned close to his cheek.

"Wipe my sweat."

Huo was stunned. His eyes brightened and slowly stretched out his fingers. Gently, gently wipe her sweat.

Air, quiet.

"Qinghuan."

Huo thought his eyes were blurred. "I know why he likes you."

Shi Qinghuan raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Because only you are sure of him... Only you are sure of him for those close to you. And me, too... "