Master Huo's Flash Marriage Sweetheart

Hosmer's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Qi'er, six years ago, I had difficulties. You don't know what I've experienced in the past six years! I finally got you. How can I let you go again?"

There was a trace of pain and disappointment in Hosmer's eyes.

She didn't know what he had experienced, but she kept asking to leave.

Hosmer felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Hosmo, these can't cover up the harm you once gave me. Now you say you love me, but you're impatient if you coax me a little. Is this what you mean by love?"

Yang Xinqi gritted her teeth and questioned him loudly.

"Yang Xinqi, don't push an inch too far!" hosmo also roared, and their momentum didn't give in to each other.

"I push an inch? Oh, Hosmer, who push an inch?"

Yang Xinqi made a mockery, and her face was full of irony.

"Yang Xinqi, my patience with people is limited. Don't force me." hosmo's big hand gently pinched Yang Xinqi's chin, with an obvious threat in his soft voice.

When Yang Xinqi heard this, her eyelashes trembled fiercely.

My heart is extremely wronged.

Who on earth is better?

It was hosmo who imprisoned her, and it was hosmo who took the initiative to provoke her, but now it has become an inch for her?

"Hosmo, don't forget that you provoked me first... It was you who made me ignore my feelings again and again. Why do you mean to say that I made an inch?"

Yang Xinqi said, her eyes red.

With a slap, her tears finally fell.

This cry could not stop. Yang Xinqi's tears fell Susu, like no money.

Huo Simo looked at the little woman crying in front of him, and the indifference on his face immediately disappeared.

Instead, there was an obvious panic. He hurriedly stretched out his big hand to wipe Yang Xinqi's tears.

Her hand was beaten back by her. She stubbornly bit her lip to keep her from crying.

In a panic, hosmo took her directly into his arms and wiped her tears lightly. Where was there anger on his face?

"Qi'er, good, don't cry. I'm wrong. I'm wrong. It's all my fault. Good, don't cry."

Hosmo saw that she was crying hard, and felt that his heart was pulling, and it hurt badly.

He gave up.

This woman can always make him lose all his self-control.

"Don't touch me."

Yang Xinqi burped and stared at huosimo with red eyes, but she didn't have the strength to break free from his arms.

"Qi'er is good. Don't be angry. I admit defeat. I'm wrong, okay? Don't be angry, okay?"

Hosmo coaxed gently and kept admitting defeat and apologizing.

As long as his Qi'er is happy, he will admit defeat. Who makes him have to be this woman

Hosmo sighed, "Qi'er, good."

He put her in his arms, rubbed her head, and felt uncomfortable.

The tears on Yang Xinqi's face were wiped by huosi Mo, and the whole small face was full of tears.

Yang Xinqi silently grabbed hosmo's big hand and bit it.

Without the slightest mercy, she bit hard. The pain continued from the skin to the meat, and hosmo couldn't help taking a breath.

But he didn't push Yang Xinqi away, but let her bite.

After a while, Yang Xinqi let go of his hand. At this time, hosmo's hand was full of two rows of tooth marks.

Faintly, you can still see the blood, and you can see the ruthlessness of the people who speak.

Hosmo looked at his hand and smiled.

"Qi'er, have you calmed down?"

Yang Xinqi did not speak, but responded to her overwhelming kisses.

Hosmer took her waist in one hand and put the other behind her head, kissing her lips.

His movements were very gentle, just kissing gently without going deep.

Yang Xinqi was stunned, but she pushed Huo Simo away.

She almost sank into Hosmer's gentle kiss just now.

But she knew she had to wake up.

There's a big gap between her and Hosmer.

The blank of six years and the injury of six years ago can not be erased so easily.

Yang Xinqi's face was slightly indifferent and sullen, looking at Huo Simo.

"Hosmer, let's not continue, shall we? Six years ago, when you left, I was badly hurt once, and it was very serious. I don't want to repeat it again. I can't afford it."

Her voice was so faint that it seemed as if she were expounding an insignificant matter.

Huosimo's heart was slightly clenched. He hugged Yang Xinqi and let her face stick to his chest.

"Qi'er, listen. My heart beats. It's really beside you. I had to go six years ago, but now no one can let me leave you."

Hosmo whispered. His voice was very gentle and comforted Yang Xinqi.

"Qi'er, no one can force us to separate in the future. Trust me. Will you give me another chance? Don't knock me out so soon. I promise I won't leave without saying goodbye."

His promise fell powerfully on Yang Xinqi's heart.

She was slightly stunned and felt that her heart missed a beat.

My heart was pounding badly.

But she still couldn't easily believe Hosmer's promise.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, she was afraid of the well rope. She felt completely hurt again.

"Hosmer, will you calm me down?"

Yang Xinqi spoke softly and said to Huo Simo.

Hosmer also knew she needed time to figure it out, and she couldn't push too hard.

He lowered his head, kissed Yang Xinqi on the face and whispered, "OK, I'll wait for you."

Yang Xinqi nodded and watched hosmo go away. The whole person looked like the bed behind him.

He covered his face with a quilt and his mind was in a mess.

What the hell should she do?

Yang Xinqi grabbed her hair impatiently and thought disorderly.

After hosmo went out, he quickly asked his assistant to buy him some materials and beat them up in the kitchen.

In the evening, Yang Xinqi was awakened by hosmo.

She thought about things and fell asleep. She slept until night.

Vaguely led by hosmo to the restaurant, Yang Xinqi opened her eyes and woke up.

Under the slightly dark warm lamp, there are several candlesticks on the white tablecloth, on which are lit candles.

There was a bunch of roses in the middle of the table, and two plates of steak on both sides.

It has been cut and is still steaming.

There is also millet porridge that looks exquisite and delicious.

"This, this..."

Yang Xinqi stammered. Before she finished, she was surrounded by Huo Simo from behind.

He leaned his head against her head and asked softly, "do you like it?"

"Are these... All prepared by you?"

Yang Xinqi looked at hosmo in surprise and asked tentatively.