Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 28 Huo Qi Discovers His Wife Has Injuries
The night wind blows, the dim street lamps penetrate the branches and leaves, and light up the crosswalk mottledly.

Jiang Niannian stepped on the blind path, looking at her toes boredly, Huo Qi turned her head frequently, and she was all slow in the corner of her eye.

The two of them were silent all the way, with only the whizzing cars and children chasing after them in their ears.

"Huo Qi, why did you hit him?" Jiang Niannian vaguely felt that it was because of him, but he was not sure.

It turned out that she was worried because of this matter, Huo Qi snorted and laughed: "He stared at me with his nostrils, I can't bear it."

"Then can you go back to work?" Jiang Niannian should have guessed.

Since Uncle Huo cut off all his sources of income, he only needs to move his fingers to make him unemployed.

That's why he was reduced to working as a car wash in a car repair shop.

He is obviously the young master of the Huo family, but he has to bow lowly to serve others.

Maybe it was because the evening wind was too strong, which made her eyes feel astringent.

From the corner of his eyes, Huo Qi saw that her nose was red and her heart seemed to be pinched. He stopped, his voice trembling with the wind: "Jiang Niannian, why are you crying?"

"I don't." The girl turned her head and looked away, but the tears in the corners of her eyes could not resist the gravity and rolled down.

"What's the matter, can you tell me?" The man bent down and held the girl's shoulders with both hands.

He had never coaxed anyone, and the girl never cried when she was a child.

How come the older you get, the more delicate you become?
I don't know which sentence touched Jiang Niannian's tears, she cried as if she didn't want money.

Huo Qi hugged her regardless.

He was covered in engine oil. Although it was dirty and smelly, Jiang Niannian didn't push him away.

She obviously loves cleanliness the most, and she has just taken a bath.

"Why are you crying? How would I know if you didn't tell me?" The man's voice was gentle and watery, and it didn't match the usual carefree rough guy.

Jiang Niannian's tears soaked the clothes on the man's chest and scalded his heart.

She didn't say a word, just sobbed softly.

"Did I scare you by fighting?" Huo Qi hugged her tighter, flustered like a headless chicken.

"Or what I said this afternoon was too much?" He was still guessing wildly.

"Jiang Niannian, would you like to say something?"

The man's long eyebrows were slightly frowned, his black eyes trembled, his head rested on the girl's shoulder and neck, his ears seemed to be filled with her tears, and he was about to drown.

Jiang Nianniansu tightly clenched the cloth on his chest, raised her head slightly to see the man's bruised mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Huo Qi, go back."

"You shouldn't do those things." You should live in the Huo family manor and wait to inherit Uncle Huo's billions of property.

You and I are not the same kind of people.

Huo Qi's whole body froze, and the curve of his chest became bigger and bigger. When he let go of her, the warmth in his black eyes disappeared, and his jawline also tightened.

The man looked at her and frowned: "Jiang Niannian, do you have a heart?"

After that, he turned and left, but he was still in the direction of Yazheng Community.

His footsteps were fast and slow, keeping a distance of five meters from Jiang Niannian.

The girl lowered her head and looked at her toes as she walked, her mood was depressed, the redness in her eyes had not faded away, when she looked up and saw his figure who hadn't gone far, the tip of her nose turned red again.

When going upstairs, Jiang Niannian lowered her head and bumped into Huo Qi's chest. He had a dark face, but seeing Jiang Niannian's red eyes, he stammered: "I... I paid the rent, you have no reason to drive me away."

After Huo Qi went upstairs in twos and threes, he locked himself in the room.

Liang Yu saw that Huo Qi didn't have a lunch box in his hand, so he thought it was Nian Nian who took it, but who knew, when he opened the door, Jiang Nian Nian Ze had nothing in his hands.

"You two eat together with the lunch box?" Liang Yu was planning to bring lunch for her daughter tomorrow, but who knew that the two lunch boxes at home were missing.

Jiang Niannian lied that the lunch box was accidentally broken on the road, and did not tell the story of Huo Qi hitting someone with the lunch box during a fight.

Before entering the room, the girl glanced at Huo Qi's closed door.

She was depressed and sat at the desk to continue drawing illustrations.

The drawing will be handed in the day after tomorrow.

She has only finished five, and there are five more.

Time was running out, she was so anxious that she couldn't sleep, and there was something in her mind.

She wanted to paint the 'golden sycamore' and 'the warm embrace of a man under the bleak night wind'.

The desk lamp illuminates the slender figure of the girl, and she sees the blank drawing board no longer as a curved dotted line.

At least, normal drawing is no problem.

It's just that sometimes, if you use your eyes too much, your brain will become dizzy involuntarily, and the sound of water pouring will appear in your ears.

Just like that night, the fear of being thrown into the swimming pool with tied hands and feet will sweep over.

The pencil in the girl's hand dropped, her whole body was suddenly cold, and she lay on the desk panting for breath.

Jiang Niannian has already drawn a picture, and she can't do it tonight because she is not in good condition.

She got up to go out to drink some water. When she opened the door, the door of the opposite guest room happened to be opened.

Huo Qi's face was cold, his arms were shirtless, his brown chest was wrapped in sweat, and it shone faintly with luster when illuminated by the light.

He wanted to come out to take a shower, but when he opened the door and saw Jiang Niannian, he said, 'Bang! ' and closed the door again.

Jiang Niannian pressed the corner of her mouth, and went to the living room to drink water with her slippers on.

The cold tea moistens the dryness of the throat.

When Jiang Niannian returned to the room, she glanced at the door of the guest room again. The corridor was dark at this time, so the light on inside could be seen from the crack of the door of the guest room.

Can't he sleep?
Obviously slept soundly last night.

After Jiang Niannian closed the door, Huo Qi walked out of the guest room. He deliberately avoided her, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Even the icy cold water in the shower couldn't quench his irritability tonight. He stood under the shower for a long time, probably more than 20 minutes.

When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw a slender figure standing at the door of the room by the light from the bathroom.

Jiang Niannian put her hands behind her buttocks, leaned against the wall, and looked down at her toes.

Seeing Huo Qi coming out, she stood up straight, opened her mouth for a long time before opening her mouth grandly: "Do you need a massage? There is no charge."

The black air between the man's brows dissipated for a while, but his face was still stiff. He didn't respond, he went straight back to the room, and turned off the light.

Jiang Niannian mustered up her courage, but she didn't get a response in the end, her heart sank, and she was about to walk back to the room.

Behind him, through the door of the guest room, came Huo Qihan's faint voice: "Come in by yourself."

The girl opened the door lightly. Although the room was dark and without lights, the curtains on the windows were not drawn, and the faint moonlight sneaked into the room.

A room is blue.

She sat lightly on the head of the bed, just as she was about to say that she would not rest her legs today, Huo Qi's head rubbed against her.

The room was dark blue, and he folded his hands on his chest, like an old man.

Jiang Niannian's words choked in his throat, so he had no choice but to reach out and press his temple.

The fingertips are cold, but the technique remains the same.

Huo Qi smelled the warm fragrance on her body, her frown suddenly loosened, and her frail and boneless hands scratched at the heart like feathers.

Ten minutes later, after Jiang Niannian noticed that his breathing was slow, this time, she quickly retreated with her arms and legs.

Just when she was about to go around the bed lightly, her foot tripped over a pillar at the foot of the bed, and she fell to the ground.

'Hiss~' The girl took a deep breath.

The man on the bed heard the sound and jumped up from the bed. He turned on the light, put Jiang Niannian under the armpit with both hands, and placed her beside the bed.

When pulling, the corner of the girl's clothes was lifted, and the bruises on the tender white belly were caught by Huo Qi.

"Who hit it?"

(End of this chapter)