Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Although she strongly refused, she was taught by Huo Hanxiao!

At this time, she has collapsed in bed, tired of a finger do not want to move.

Huo Hanxiao is taking a bath, listening to the clattering sound of water in the bathroom. Jiang Fanxing is holding the sheet. The blush on her cheek has not completely dissipated, and her eyes are full of water. The moonlight outside the window comes in and falls on her, which is beautiful and picturesque.

Tick.

The cell phone rings.

She didn't want to pay attention, but she didn't expect her cell phone to ring again.

She was worried that she was an agent or someone who had an appointment to work. She endured the pain all over her body and stretched her arm to take the cell phone on the short table at the head of the bed.

It's wechat.

Or wechat of Tang and Song dynasties.

Jiang Fanxing suddenly rolled his eyes, this person must have no good intentions.

Not wanting to block herself, she threw her cell phone aside.

However, the mobile phone is constantly ringing, as if she did not return, he did not give up.

"Snake essence disease!" Jiang Fanxing got a headache, but he swore in a low voice and fished out his mobile phone.

Unlock and open wechat.

The purpose of the recent entry is a few angry warnings, but it's because she's not willing to reply.

"I don't have the patience!"

I paddled the screen and flipped it up.

But I was attracted by a photo from Tang and Song dynasties.

She was stunned. This is

"I'll see you at the pool behind the hotel in ten minutes!"

At this time, the Tang and Song Dynasties sent another message.

Jiang Fanxing holds the mobile phone and takes a look at the direction of the bathroom. His eyes are deep and dark, and his complicated look surges up.

After two minutes of hesitation, she put on her clothes and went downstairs quietly.

By the pool.

The Tang and Song Dynasties sat on the soft chair with a small low table beside it. On the low table were a bottle of sober red wine and two glasses.

It's cold at night.

Jiang Fanxing gathered the wool shawl on his body and walked over. He looked down at him. His eyes were colder than the temperature at night. "What do you mean?"

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, when Jiang Fanxing appeared, he looked very complicated.

I don't know whether I'm happy or sad.

The mood is mixed.

"Tang Song, are you insane? What do you mean by sending me this kind of photos at night? You can't really fall in love with Huo Hanxiao Jiang Fanxing would like to put his foot in the water. This kind of person will drown.

The corners of the mouth of the Tang and Song Dynasties smoked, "Jiang Fanxing, you can't really fall in love with Huo Hanxiao."

Jiang Fanxing's heart jerked, "what are you talking about?"

Tang and song sneered, "you stand here now, is the best proof."

Jiang Fanxing obviously felt something in his heart was tearing apart bit by bit.

It was the deepest secret she tried to bury in her heart.

For fear of being spied on by anyone.

"Because you fall in love with Huo Hanxiao, you can't wait to come to me after seeing the photos I sent you. You want to know the relationship between Huo Hanxiao and the woman in the photos." Tang and song stood up and exposed her word by word.

Jiang Fanxing shook his head. "It's not like this at all. Who do you think you are?"

"You are afraid that they are lovers. You are afraid that Huo Hanxiao still has her in his heart. You are afraid that..."

"Enough! Shut up, Tang Song Jiang Fanxing drank his words out loud. She was afraid to listen to every word he said.

His words are like a knife, which disguises her in the thick skin bit by bit.

Put the truth in her heart that she dare not face in the sunshine.

Bloody.

"Jiang Fanxing, admit it. You love Huo Hanxiao, you love Huo Hanxiao