Sweet wife is too sweet: Mr.Huo, you are so fierce

Just thinking of Huo Cang's coldness just now, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Whether Huo Cang eats or not, Mo Xiaoman makes three dishes and one soup.

But she remembered Tang Ye's words and didn't knock on the door of the study. After eating a little, reading for a while, she went upstairs to take a bath and planned to go to bed.

When she was lying in bed, when she was brushing her circle of friends, she saw Yu Yinger's dynamic. She remembered that she hadn't seen her for a long time, so she chatted with Yu Yinger and made an appointment to play together when she had time.

It was originally a weekend for Ying'er, but Mo Xiaoman temporarily remembered that he was going to Huo's old house this weekend, so he changed it to next weekend.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, she put down her cell phone, but she was sleepless.

Looking at the time, Huo Cang should come to sleep at this time.

She got up and walked out. When she opened the door, an idea that even she couldn't understand: didn't she always want to sleep with Huo Cang?

Before she could think of a reason, she opened the door and went out.

Huo Cang was still in his study, and the food on the downstairs table didn't move.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep. Mo Xiaoman warmed up the food. When he went upstairs, Huo Cang came downstairs with a water cup, and they bumped into each other.

Mo Xiaoman smiled: "are you hungry? I just put the food... "Raised her eyes to meet Huo Cang's cold, silent eyes. She unconsciously put away her smile on her face and subconsciously completed what she just said,"... Hot. "

Seeing the cup in his hand, she hurriedly said, "let me help you pour water!"

Then he took the cup in his hand, went downstairs, poured a cup of hot water, handed it to him and said, "drinking warm water is better for your stomach. Don't be too busy. Go to bed early."

Huo Cang gave a sound and went back to the study with the cup, leaving Mo Xiaoman stunned. He didn't look at her much from beginning to end.

With a click, the study door closed.

If you can't see the change of Huo Cang's attitude towards her, she will really be a fool.

But Mo Xiaoman doesn't understand that he still treats her like that during the day, and she doesn't make him unhappy, does she? Why is it suddenly like... He erected a wall between them?

Is it because of Mo Weiping during the day? The ten-year transaction contract and 100 million were not small numbers for her, but Huo Cang clearly didn't care at that time. Was it just a fake?

She was puzzled. The closed study door seemed to be silently telling her not to go over and not to approach.

She went back to her bedroom and lay back in bed full of worries. She slept too much during the day. Now she has something in her heart, so she can't sleep.

She looked out of the window wrapped in a quilt and thought that although they were trading, she still wanted too much from him after all.

Maybe... It bored Huo Cang.

Maybe I will think she is insatiable, so I don't want to pay attention to her

What's more, Huo Cang doesn't have what kind of women he wants around him. He has no face, no body, and a bad temper. His impulse passed, and he may have realized that he is a burden and trouble.

She closed her eyes and sighed. Sure enough, she was still too greedy.

You shouldn't take too many things from him

At most, Mo Weiping will only bother her constantly. If he is sure that he can't get benefits from her, he will certainly stop. However, Huo Cang suffered losses because of her impulse. She should continue to endure, but she was satirized. Anyway, she was used to it

Feeling the wet in her eyes, she quickly buried her head in the pillow, pressed down the trace of grievance in her heart and forced herself to sleep.

It doesn't matter. Mo Xiaoman, be strong. Anything can survive. When everything is over, it's no big deal to look back, isn't it?

Just like in those days

There is nothing that cannot be overcome.

……

In the study, only the wall lamp is on.

In the dim yellow light, the cup of hot water on the table emits curls of white smoke.

Huo Cang stood in front of the window, his cigarette head flickered like a star, and his expression was shrouded in smoke and darkness. He could see nothing except a pair of cold star like black eyes.

On the table, a photo is quietly placed on the table.

In the photo, next to the girl with a brilliant smile, is mo Xiaoman, who is quiet and easy to ignore. On his pale face, a pair of dark eyes are naturally slightly curved, big and strange, but there is no smile. There was no brilliance in his face and eyes, only a loss.

It seems that at that moment, she lost her way and didn't know where to go.

……

"Are you alone? I am also a person. Would you like to go home with me? "

In the dark and quiet street late at night, the rich family who ran away from home met a frustrated teenager on the street corner.

She wore expensive but not gorgeous clothes and her skin was as white as snow. In that bleak night, she stretched out her white and soft hands and smiled and bent her eyes. The bright smile pressed over the dim street lamp above his head and pierced his eyes like the sun in the whirling shadow of the tree.

"What's your name?"

"No name? Then I'll get you one! "

"Your last name is Huo? Then call it Huo Cang. "

……

The sparks of cigarette butts trembled and a cloud of soot fell to the ground.

Seeing that the cigarette end was about to burn out, Huo Cang took the cigarette end down from his teeth and pressed it out in the nearby ashtray. He turned around and put the photo into the cabinet. He looked at the glass of water, but he didn't touch it. He turned off the light and went out.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Huo Cang took two steps inside and suddenly stopped!

The bed was empty and the quilt was flat. The people who should have been here didn't know where to go.

His face sank and he strode into the bathroom. Sure enough, there were only his own toiletries left.

For no reason, a rage filled his chest. He turned out and stood at the door of the opposite bedroom. When he raised his foot, he would kick it, but he pulled it back in half.

He turned back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Mo Xiaoman... More interesting than he thought.

But he has an aversion to this knowledge that he can't even tell!

The next morning, when Huo Cang came downstairs, he changed yesterday's meal for a fresh breakfast.

Mo Xiaoman stood at the table and smiled at him, "you're up. I've made breakfast."

Huo Cang walked over and saw that she looked no different from usual. He took her porridge and asked casually, "how did you move to another room yesterday?"

Mo Xiaoman said, "I'm still not used to sleeping in your room. Besides, we agreed that it was just a transaction. I think it's better to live separately for the time being."

It's always good to keep a distance. It's easy to stay. Most importantly, she was afraid that it was not just people who lived in the past. If she was not careful, her heart would fall on him and she couldn't get it back.

She thought all night yesterday that it was best to maintain the simplest trading relationship between herself and Huo Cang.