Kiss You, Sweetheart

In my heart, a trace of acerbity rose. Demi stood on the washing table, biting her lips slightly.

Xu was waiting too long. Huo Chun knocked on the door again: "Amy, how are you?"

How is she?

Demi opened her lips slightly, and suddenly she didn't come back with a word. How can she be so good?

Fingers on the washing table, knuckles are white.

There was no way to put it on. She choked and said, "ah Chun, you Get me a coat. "

Huo Chun is silent for a long time, low "Er" A: "wait for me."

He returned to the lounge, and all the people were dressed and ready to perform. To see him back, someone asked: "Mr. Huo, where's Amy? It's not in the bathroom."

Huo Chun's face was a little cold. He didn't answer. He just said, "you're going to the banquet hall, ready to go on stage."

All the people filed out.

Huo Chun then went to the shelf where he hung his costume, found a small coat and sent it to Demi.

He gently knocked on the door: "Amy, it's me."

Demi didn't answer. She just opened the door and held out a hand. Huo Chun handed her the coat.

After a while, Demi put on her coat and came out. She grabbed the open neckline with her hand to cover the bruises. Huo Chun looked at her, slightly stunned.

She washed off the make-up of the paste flower with the facial cleanser on the washing table, and her face was clean.

"Amy..." Huo Chun called subconsciously.

Demi chuckled, pulled her hair and said, "are they still there?"

"They're all in the hall." Huo Chun paused and said, "I don't think it's convenient for you."

Demi was grateful for his thoughtfulness and they went back to the lounge. Demi sits down at the dresser, reaches for the toner and prepares to put on a new make-up.

As soon as she let go of her hand, the collar of her little coat loosened, revealing a small piece of red silt. Huo Chun was standing next to her. Naturally, he was shocked and was about to ask. Demi raised her eyes and looked at him: "don't say hello to anything? Anyway, I'm fine. "

"But..."

"Ah Chun, if you ask me once, it's like exposing my scar."

Listen to Demi say so, Huo Chun slightly exhaled, tried to suppress the feeling of heartache, low "Er" A: "you make up, I put your performance behind. I'll find you a more conservative costume. "

Demi smiles a little and says "thank you".

Huo Chun pulled his lips, patted Demi on the shoulder and left to look for her costume.

Demi is very calm to make up for herself, she is a little light, just focus on the eyes, covering her swollen eyelids.

Huo Chun found a qipao for her to cover her neck and a small half waist coat to cover all the kisses on Demi's upper body.

By the time they got to the hall, the others were already performing. Demi bowed her head and didn't look at the guests in the hall. She was afraid of meeting the man's eyes inadvertently, and then saw his light and cold eyes.

Demi took a deep breath.

Huo Chun knew that something bad must have happened to her today. Seeing her tense appearance, he gently took her waist, attached it to her ear and said, "don't be nervous, I'm here."

Demi looks at him and smiles gratefully.