His Honey Lover

When he completely embedded her in his arms, he knew the feeling very well - sometimes, once the heart began to beat for one woman, it was hard to pay for another woman.

He sighed and rubbed his chin gently on her head. His voice was hoarse, but it was more gentle than usual. He said in a low voice: "don't cry..."

The soft voice is like a gentle wind, gently smoothing the wound on Song Miao's heart. At this moment, song Miao didn't want to feel everything around him. He just wanted to cry out the suffocating pain and discomfort in his chest.

Out of the window, people come and go in a hurry. It seems that I didn't notice the sad scene of a man and a woman in this corner of the car.

Until the end of the night, the lights are shining, and the night outside the window covers the whole city.

The woman next to her went from crying to sobbing, and then to being quiet.

Her eyes are a little dull, just feel in front of his embrace too warm, warm she does not want to leave.

There was a faint smell of tobacco and mint around, not the smell of Chu Shaoyan. She knew she shouldn't be greedy for the smell, but the cry just now seemed to consume all her strength. She admitted that she just wanted to find someone to rely on.

Aware of song Miao's dependence, Huo Tianqing tightens her waist. His eyebrows are still cold, but the sight on her small face is warm as spring. Thin lips seem to hook hook, for a long time, only voice hoarse way: "I don't mind you continue to rely on it, just, you really don't want to waste my arm?"

Just now, in order to make her more comfortable in his arms, his right arm was all on the back of her head, leaning against the cushion. One or two hours can be tolerated, but from the beginning to now, three or four hours have passed, and that arm has been numb for a long time.

Song Miao's body in his arms froze, and what happened this afternoon gradually came back to his mind.

She made an appointment with Xue to meet her in a coffee shop, and Xue slapped her in the face and splashed a glass of lemonade. Later, Chu Shaoyan thought he was bullying Xue Huali. After that, everything was natural. She broke with Chu Shaoyan, and they went back to the bridge and the road.

Thinking of this, she felt suffocating pain in her heart. She grasped the button of her suit like a dying fish washed into the beach.

She slowly got up from the man's arms in front of her. Her eyes swept over his navy blue tie in a trance, and fell on his XG's Adam's apple. Up, it was the man's tight chin, and up, it was the handsome face she was familiar with.

Yes, she was so sad when she left the coffee shop that she subconsciously got into a person's car. Fortunately, it wasn't anyone else! It's just that her mood was too ups and downs at that time, and she didn't have the heart to think about it at all. And now

Song Miao no longer covers up his current bad situation.

Just so long ago, the man in front of him had already seen his embarrassment, or should say, even earlier, last night, he had seen through her marriage, and she had no scruples. It's just

"Thank you Mr. Huo... " She sat down and looked out of the window. She opened her mouth in a low voice. Because she had been crying for a long time, her voice was very hoarse.

I didn't expect that every time I was in a mess, I met Huo Tianqing.

The lights in the car suddenly came on.

The man next to him did not move, but song Miao heard the sound of bone "click".

She a Zheng, turn round to turn head, up of, is a pair of black eyes of man. Those eyes were much softer than usual. There was a kind of shining light in the dim light inside the car.

"You..." Before he finished, song Miao felt that his eyes were astringent.

Huo Tianqing's right hand seems to be too paralyzed. As soon as it is raised, it is powerless to hang down.

Even if she resisted the man again, song Miao had to admit that his embrace just now really comforted him a lot. It was as if someone had made her feel warm again except Ruan Qing.

She Lengleng looked at Huo Tianqing a little lost in thought.

Huo Tianqing gradually moves his right arm, his narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and he has been watching song Miao.

Song Miao was a little uneasy by his eyes, and he took his eyes back in embarrassment.

She was embarrassed to be a little at a loss. The handkerchief that had been handed over once was handed over again. Huo Tianqing's voice was light and gentle, "wipe your face."

Song Miao hesitates to see the handkerchief in Huo Tianqing's hand, and finally takes it. At this time, there is no need to affectate.

Just her face at the moment is too embarrassed, a wipe, makeup are spent on the handkerchief.

Looking at the dirty handkerchief, song Miao looks more embarrassed at Huo Tianqing, "I'll give it back to you after I wash it."

Huo Tianqing just took a deep look at her, light look also can't see what.

The car started at this time and gradually entered the traffic flow.

Outside the window, the lights were dim. The night calmed down the whole city, and song Miao's heart gradually calmed down.Some fate has already been predestined, why don't she simply accept, simply let go?

……

The car drove all the way to the center of the city, and the prosperous area added to the scenery of the city.

"Where do you live now?"

Maybe his heart is too flustered. Song Miao doesn't find the loophole in Huo Tianqing's words for a moment. He knows that she has moved out of the Chu family.

"Blue sea garden," she said dryly

Huo Tianqing turned to see her one eye, her eyes from the side can see red badly, but next to the white ear, but now inexplicably dyed a touch of red.

Like thinking of something, Huo Tianqing's eyes narrowed sharply, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

……

There's nothing to say in the back.

I don't know how long after that, the car finally stopped in front of a high-end residential area.

Before Song Miao reacts, the man next to her suddenly leans over and unties the safety in front of her.

His face is very calm, a thin lip slightly pursed, cheek lines slightly soft, it seems that there is no ambiguous factors in it, but song Miao's body still can't help but tense up.

She was pushing the door open. The corner of her eye saw that Huo Tianqing had already pushed the door open and was walking towards him. His figure was tall, and the street lamp was shining from his head. She couldn't see his facial features clearly.

Song Miao's eyelids jump, quickly jumped out of the car.

During her knee a soft, a hand stretched over, she gritted her teeth will stand firm, without trace to avoid the hands. Raised his head, nothing like a pair of deep dark eyes on Huo Tianqing, "Mr. Huo, thank you very much today."

Huo Tianqing's brow, a few invisible Cu Cu, and then the expression of self-confident stretch back hand, light way: "Miss Song polite."

It seems that today Huo Tianqing completely saw his most embarrassed side. When song Miao went up to Huo Tianqing again, he couldn't find the kind of resistance to him at the beginning, as if his momentum was soft.

She was helpless in her heart, but there was no expression change on her face. She lowered her head and walked towards the gate of the community.