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

However, based on Mo Xiaoman's experience with Huo Cang during this period of time, she felt that no matter which answer she chose, he would not be satisfied even if she returned a hypocritical answer that was so-called for his sake.

So she carefully and wisely chose an answer that avoided the question: "I didn't have time."

Huo Cang looked cold.

Will he believe her?

Of course not!

Only after realizing that she was always nervous in front of her, Huo Cang thought about this problem seriously and soon found that if his attitude was peaceful, Mo Xiaoman would be relatively relaxed. If he had emotions, Mo Xiaoman would become an inseparable clam, close himself tightly and hide all his thoughts deeply in front of him.

So at this time, he didn't force her too hard and said without any emotion: "Oh, there's still no time for this kind of thing. I heard for the first time that maybe you should prepare for one day, go to the company and tell the other party about your relationship with me when others provoke you to the point where you can't bear it?"

He rarely said such a long sentence. Mo Xiaoman was a little surprised. Listening to his unemotional irony, she also knew that her excuse was really clumsy, so she had to smile and force an explanation: "there are a lot of things happening these days. I don't have time to stay in the company. I didn't know that the company has these rumors until today."

Seeing that Huo Cang still had no expression and showed no joy or anger, she carefully raised her right hand: "really, I swear I really didn't have time."

Huo Cang gave a cry and reluctantly let her go.

He knew clearly that Mo Xiaoman must not have missed the time, but did not disclose this relationship for other reasons.

It doesn't matter. He has plenty of time to spend with her.

Mo Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief at the bottom of his heart when the car was on the road again.

Looking at Huo Cang's side face without saying a word all the way, he drove the car attentively, and the light fell on his deep eyes through the windshield. Mo Xiaoman has never seen anyone's eyes have this dark color, but black is not dull, but it seems that the light of colored glass ripples slightly at the bottom of his eyes.

She found that his eyelashes were also very long, but his eyes always lacked some temperature, and he himself was too terrible. She rarely had the opportunity to stare at his eyes quietly and carefully.

I'm afraid this pair of eyelashes is what all women dream of. She couldn't help saying, "your eyes are so beautiful. Your eyelashes are long and warped. You must have been very cute when you were a child?"

Huo Cang smoked at the corner of his mouth, cute?

Is this woman crazy?

Use this adjective to describe him?

Mo Xiaoman reacted to what he said and wanted to explain pale: "Er, I mean you look good, ah, I don't mean anything else, just pure appreciation, ha ha appreciation..."

Her cramped explanation looked like a child who had done something wrong, her face was slightly red, and her eyes were flustered and erratic.

Maybe she doesn't know. She's really cute like this.

From the angle she couldn't see, Huo Cang's lips slightly raised, um.

Mo Xiaoman blinked. Eh, he didn't seem angry?

As soon as she was not careful, she said the words in her heart according to the truth. Huo Cang glanced at her: "why should I be angry?"

Mo Xiaoman thinks that you are a inflammable. Anger is the norm.

She didn't say this, but her expression had betrayed her. Huo Cang was silent and couldn't help introspecting for a few seconds.

It seems true that after meeting Mo Xiaoman, his mood fluctuated greatly.

He turned the steering wheel, drove the car into the underground parking lot of the mall and said carelessly, "if you don't annoy me, I won't be angry."

Mo Xiaoman stared at him: "when did I annoy you?"

Huo Cang stopped the car and stared at her face: "when you were dating Wen Yao behind my back."

"..." Mo Xiaoman saw that he was not angry and looked normal. It was rare that he was so calm. She had to explain the matter that day: "I didn't date behind your back, because I invited young master Wen to have a meal before. He said he didn't want to take advantage of me, so he had to come back. I didn't know him well. How could I date him..."

"I'm not familiar with him again" slightly pleased Huo Cang. His eyebrows stretched out, but he still didn't intend to let her go, "I'm talking about the sunset restaurant."

"Sunset..." Mo Xiaoman stared: "how do you know? Well, you were there that day? "

Huo Cang said.

Mo Xiao was fully aware that he had misunderstood. Mo Weiping's ugly eating appearance had been revealed in front of Huo Cang. Now she no longer resented Mo Weiping's existence. She said frankly: "the second uncle came to me that day and asked me to help Mo's company. I had a conflict with him, and he left. I happened to meet young master Wen out for dinner, because I had seen him in the mall before, and he was easy-going, so I had dinner together. "

"Easygoing." Huo Cang repeated the word with unknown meaning. He noticed that Mo Xiaoman's body was tight again. The tense look seemed that he was angry again. He remained silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold her chin, untied the seat belt with the other hand, and leaned over.

Mo Xiaoman subconsciously stretched out his hand against his shoulder, his back was close to the back of the chair, and was forced to open his lips to accept his invasion. After a while, he suffocated, subconsciously clenched his fist and made a slight effort. His kiss seemed to have some magic. She felt a strange numbness all over her body, trembled slightly, and couldn't help but sing.

Huo Cang made a move and then let her go. When he loosened her chin, Mo Xiaoman was already red and panting. There seemed to be water light in his eyes. A gentle gaze almost made Huo Cang want to bully her here.

He kept leaning over, untied her seat belt and said indifferently, "don't get close to any man except me."

Her mind is calm, but Wen Yao obviously pays too much attention to her. It seems that he needs to declare his sovereignty. Even if he is a good friend, some people need to keep a distance.

He stared at her ruddy lips for a moment, then endured the impulse in his heart, pushed the door and got off: "get off."

Mo Xiaoman bit his numb lips, pressed down the strange throbbing in his heart, and followed him into the elevator. Until she got to the mall, she remembered to ask questions and went out with Huo Cang. Because some couldn't keep up with him, she trotted a few steps and subconsciously held the corner of his sleeve: "what are we doing here?"

The cuff suddenly had a little more weight. Huo Cang paused imperceptibly. He glanced down his eyes and swept her white fingers. There was a smile at the bottom of his eyes, which disappeared in a flash. He wrapped her little hand with his backhand and said faintly, "you need clothes when you go back to the old house tomorrow."

When Mo Xiaoman heard this, his legs softened and he almost knelt: "again, again? The clothes I bought last time are good, and there are still a lot of clothes I haven't worn! "