To My Dear Mr. Huo

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No matter how reluctant Su Qingsang was, when she saw Huo Jinyao putting her luggage at the door of her room, she knew that she couldn't change it.

It is a foregone conclusion that Huo Jinyao will live in. Just: "There's a room over there, put your luggage there."

The first two steps prevented Huo Jinyao from trying to open the door. Su Qingsang also knew that this had no effect, but she really didn't want Huo Jinyao to enter her private territory anyway.

This is not a hotel room, not a living room outside. This is her room, which has been the only room where she has ever slept alone.

"We are husband and wife, how can we sleep in separate rooms?"

Huo Jinyao didn't seem to see Su Qingsang's reluctance. He even reached out and hooked her shoulder. Close her face to her.

"Relax. I won't sleep when I sleep."

Who cares if he doesn't snor? Su Qingsang's face was going green. This guy can really distract people.

"Huo Jinyao--"

Before she could finish speaking, Huo Jinyao had pushed the door of her room open.

"Rest assured, I also slept well. You should have felt it yesterday."

yesterday? Su Qingsang flashed in his mind the scene of sleeping in his chest. Uncomfortable face.

After just a while of this effort, Huo Jinyao was carrying his luggage in.

"Huo Jinyao."

Su Qingsang quickly followed him.

"That's right." Huo Jinyao didn't really come in just now.

Well, the room is not big, but it is clean and tidy.

藕 The pink, dark-textured wall cloth brings a touch of feminine warmth, and the bed linen cover on the bed is pink.

The room had a large bay window with thick cushions. The wind blew through the curtains of the same color as the wallpaper, and he could smell the faint aroma floating in the air, exactly the same smell that he smelled while hugging her yesterday.

The look on Huo Jinyao's face softened a little, and Su Qingsang didn't see behind him.

She only saw Huo Jinyao carrying her luggage like this, and after looking around, she went to the cloakroom in a big spin.

She would stop as soon as her steps were lifted, but Huo Jinyao had long hands and two steps went into the cloakroom.

Su Qingsang was very uncomfortable again. Her cloakroom is not messy. After all, she didn't have much clothes, after all, she was in the hospital most of the time. Clothes are simple and comfortable.

She packed it up, and put her clothes in different categories. After all, she is a doctor and loves to be clean and tidy.

But I came back late the day before yesterday and was tired again. She went out in a hurry yesterday morning. Just flipped through a few pieces of clothing |

The original intention was to find a bra without a strap to wear a wedding dress. Later, I remembered that the wedding dress was lined. If it was not used, it was put back.

Then, because I was in a hurry, I turned out several. As a result of being too late to clean up, there are still a few bras that are placed on the hangers in such a prominent position that they are so large that they are stacked randomly.

She reached out and tried to collect those bras, but she could not move faster than Huo Jinyao. His bony hands easily lifted one of them.

The thin black fabric was pinched in the palm of the man's powerful hands. Su Qingsang's face suddenly turned red to the neck.

"bring here."

She stretched out her hand to grab it, but Huo Jinyao's hand rolled around like that, then glanced at one of the numbers.

The deep eyebrows under the raised brows narrowed slightly. Huo Jinyao's gaze fell on her like this.

Yesterday when I saw her in a wedding dress, she knew she was in good shape. It ’s okay, but--

"34C?"

Really can't see it.