Seven nights spoiled marriage: mysterious husband bully body

In panic, Ann hugged his arm and finally stood firm. Finding that they were so "intimate", she let go and stepped back awkwardly.

"Over there." Horting gave a deep finger.

An Yizheng, along his fingers to see the past, more beautiful fireworks bloom, standing on the rocks, those fireworks like rising from the sea in general, beautiful flowers reflected in the sea, like a dream.

"Do you like it?" He asked, his voice like a cello, bewitching people in the dark.

She was looking at the fireworks, and he was looking at her.

In the dark, her eyes are shining and her mouth is smiling, which is more beautiful than fireworks.

"I like it," she said with a smile

They stood together to watch the fireworks for a long time. In the dark, the two figures were close to each other, and no one spoke.

Driving back at night, Ann sleeps by the window. Her long eyelashes are like a thick fan, covering all her worries.

Huo tingshen parked the car, saw her sleeping sweetly, carefully untied the belt, stretched out his hands around her back, and directly held the person in his arms.

She is very light, holding in her arms, as if holding a wind.

Ann's eyelashes moved and she didn't wake up.

Huo Ting carefully put the person on the bed, sat next to her and looked at her quietly. Her eyes were shallow, like a landscape painting, which made people want to collect and take good care of her.

"Good night, little girl."

He took his eyes back, covered her up, and got up to leave.

Hearing the sound of stepping away and closing the door, anmeng opens his eyes with complicated eyes.

When he picked her out of the car, she woke up, but she was really embarrassed at that time. She didn't know how to face it, so she just pretended to sleep.

"What on earth do you want to do..." she sat on the bed, her hands around her knees, lost in deep confusion.

Whether it's considerate care or the fireworks show tonight, it's more like

Ann didn't dare to think about it any more. She got up and stood in front of the window, looking at the dark night, her delicate brows tightening tightly.

It can't go on like this.

Early the next morning, Huo tingshen saw that the door of an's room was open. He was surprised to get in. The waiter was cleaning inside.

"And the guests who live here?" Huo tingshen asked, sweeping the bedroom, his eyes darkened.

Is

The waiter politely said, "last night, the guest checked out."

Huo tingshen was in a deep mood. As expected!

Back in city a, Ann went directly back to the villa. She was lying on the bed with a heavy heart.

"I can't be a bad woman." She murmured, a sour heart, tears fell out.

As long as you close your eyes, she will see Huo tingshen's face, his eyes, and the fireworks feast. It's so beautiful.

"Good night She sat up irritably, holding her hair in both hands, and growled, "do you want to be an ungrateful and fickle woman? Will you wake up

She opened the quilt and went to the bathroom. The cool water poured down from her head. She wanted to cool herself.

The whole world is quiet, only the sound of "Hua Hua" washes her body and soul.

I don't know how long it took for her to recover. She pulled the towel and wrapped herself up, put on her clothes and went out.

She sat for a while, left the villa and took a taxi to the hospital.

"Dad." Ann put the fruit on the table. She felt much better and relaxed.

"Come here." An Zhen smiles and asks her to sit down, looks at her carefully, frowns and says, "small, you are thin."

"Where is it?" Ann touched her cheek and said, "I feel a lot fatter. When I run, my fat trembles."

An Zhen was amused, spoiled and rubbed her hair: "it's hard for you."

Over the years, even if Ann didn't say something, he could guess it.

"Dad --" Ann's eyes are sour. She buries her face in the palm of ANN Zhen's hand and sucks her nose. She doesn't speak for a long time.

Only in front of her father can she be like a child.

"In fact, my body has almost recovered..." An Zhen said, but he was interrupted by an in the middle of his words.

"I can handle the company's affairs. Don't worry." She quickly wiped a tear, "I, I'm not for work..."

An Zhen looks at an and sees that she doesn't look like a liar. She pauses and asks, "is Xiao in love?"

She is too much like her mother.

At the beginning, she also looked at him in such a panic: "I seem to fall in love with a person."

"Small?" An Zhen Mou son a tight, tone suddenly dignified, "who is he?"? Is horting deep? "

Think of last time, Huo tingshen's maintenance of an, his eyes sank.

Huo tingshen, President of H & C, is an excellent young man, but as simple as his daughter... He is worried that his daughter will be hurt.

"No, no!" Ann shakes her head. Her mind is as messy as her heart. She takes a deep breath and asks, "Dad, how do you and mom know each other?"

An Zhen hears speech a shock, in the eye flash pain: "very young time knew, I watched her grow up."

He thought that he could take care of her all his life and make her happy forever.

But then

"Then why don't you get married?" Ann stares at him tightly, not willing to miss any expression, "don't you love her?"

An Zhen wry smile: "small, things are not what you think, we have our helpless..."

That year, she was as young as Xiao, biting her lips stubbornly: "not all feelings belong."

He was powerless to dissuade.

"I see." Calm the spirit color is gloomy, in the heart has made the decision.

After leaving the hospital, she sat on the bench by the side of the road for a long time and finally decided to call Huo tingshen: "I have something to interview you."

She and he can't go on like this.

After receiving a phone call from his little wife, Huo tingshen Gang Road, a city, he drove to the beach and watched her walk slowly on the beach from a distance. The wind blew her long hair like a flag.

Her figure is very beautiful and thin, he looked very distressed.

"Here you are." Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head and said with a smile, "let's go."

Huo Ting's deep eyes sank and felt that Ann was different today.

"You..."

"You..."

Two people speak at the same time, synchronous rhythm makes the atmosphere a little embarrassed.

"Ladies first." Horting took off his coat and put it in his arms. He was smart enough to capture any woman's heart.

Ann stepped and looked at him.

The sea breeze, for ordinary noble and indifferent people add a bit of rebellious, that wisps of a wisp of trembling hair, like a provocative hand.

"I hope I can keep my distance from Hodgson." Ann pursed her lips and said, "you have caused me trouble."

And she wants to end this obsession.

Huo Ting deeply narrowed his eyes, looked at his little wife and said, "do you like me?"

A question, but it is vaguely with some expectations.