After an accidental flash marriage, the mysterious boss is addicted to his wife

He has been thinking about his relationship with Qiao Jing.

There is no stopping for a moment.

He couldn't get a divorce.

Every moment he thought about Qiao Jing tortured him.

He doesn't like it.

He was obviously the leader, but now he became Qiao Jing.

Huo Yuchuan closed his eyelids slightly and smiled slightly.

He walked inside without looking back, ignoring Huo Yunwei's voice behind him.

"Fengze, buy a property in a mid-range community in Beijing as soon as possible."

Huo Yuchuan entered the main hall. The entire Huo Yuan was a Chinese-style building, and this courtyard was no exception.

The gray-white stone slabs were laid flat, and there was a slight clanking sound underfoot.

Huo Yuchuan pulled open his tie with one hand and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.

The movements are cool and unrestrained, with a sense of venting.

Feng Ze understood, "I understand, Mr. Huo, please rest first, I'll leave first."

Huo Yuchuan didn't sleep much last night, and he couldn't hide the tiredness in his eyebrows. He raised his hand slightly and said, "Okay, you go ahead and do it first."

Feng Ze left with the people.

Huo Yuchuan went up to the second floor, took out the clothes from the closet, and entered the bathroom.

After a brief rinse, Huo Yuchuan wiped his hair and came out.

Throwing the towel aside, he picked up his cell phone and cigarette case from beside the bed.

Open the sliding door and look at the mountains.

He didn't know when he had a cigarette between his fingertips, and the wisps of white smoke were winding upwards, blurring Huo Yuchuan's cold eyes these days, making him look sentimental and melancholy, and his sharp eyes softened.

Pressing the phone with one hand, he hesitated for a few breaths and frowned slightly.

Finally, he raised his hand to send a message.

[Qiao Jing, it’s time for us to meet. 】

After Huo Yuchuan finished posting, he closed his phone and put it next to his pillow.

He thought it was time to meet.

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the other side.

Before Qiao Jing received Huo Yuchuan's message, he received a call from Jiang Yushao.

"Hey, Jiang Lu? Have you found it?" Qiao Jing sounded expectant.

"It's...it's me." Jiang Yushao's voice was a little low, "Dr. Qiao, I'm sorry, I didn't find the person you were looking for. I'm sorry."

Qiao Jing's eyes dimmed for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

He also didn't notice that Jiang Yushao's name for her had changed.

"Ah, it's okay, thank you Jiang Lu."

Qiao Jing hung up the phone.

Jiang Yushao opened his mouth to call Qiao Jing, but in the end he paused silently.

Let Qiao Jing end the call.

Qiao Jing, he shouldn't provoke him anymore.

Jiang Yushao's eyes dimmed and he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

He tightened his palms little by little. He could always see these things clearly, otherwise he wouldn't be where he is today.

He is interested in Qiao Jing, but he understands that he is more important.

Qiao Jing's originally lonely eyes turned into surprise the moment she saw the message Huo Yuchuan sent her.

Huo Yuchuan has been having a "cold war" with her.

this time……

Qiao Jing bit her lip. She was not someone who couldn't let go, but she didn't like it to end in such a hazy way. She wanted a result!
I quickly asked for the specific time.

Jiang Yushao couldn't find Huo Yuchuan, and Qiao Jing actually felt strange.

But she thought there was no need for Jiang Yushao to lie to her.

By the time Huo Yuchuan woke up, two hours had passed.

Huo Yuchuan has very strong self-discipline. Even if he is sleepy, he will not sleep too much at night.

After changing into more homely clothes, I turned on my phone and saw Qiao Jing's reply.

He didn't rush back, but turned around and went downstairs.

In the hall on the first floor.

Feng Ze held the document, sat upright on the sofa, and looked up when he heard the sound.

I saw it was Huo Yuchuan.

He quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Huo."

"Is everything arranged?" Huo Yuchuan walked around to the sofa and sat down.

Feng Ze respectfully handed the document to Huo Yuchuan, "This is an introduction to the community and a contract. The house is fully decorated."

Huo Yuchuan took it, flipped through it, nodded after reading it, put the document aside, and said calmly, "Okay, I'll move it over tonight."

"Tonight?" Feng Ze was slightly shocked, "Are you so anxious?"

Huo Yuchuan raised his thin lips and said, "Worry."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed the phone.

Soon, Huo Yuchuan left Huo Yuan and drove to Feng Zexuan's community.

After settling in, Huo Yuchuan asked Feng Ze to pick him up tomorrow afternoon.

Feng Ze felt inexplicably that Huo Yuchuan was driving him away. He didn't know if it was his imagination.

Huo Yuchuan was sitting in the living room, his long legs crossed casually, his eyes falling on the door, as if waiting for something.

—

Qiao Jing took a taxi alone to the address sent by Huo Yuchuan.

Is this where Huo Yuchuan... lives in the capital?
Take the elevator to the ninth floor.

Looking at the house number, I found the room at the address.

Qiao Jing stood still at the door, her eyes flickering, and she found that she was actually a little scared.

Qiao Jing took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.

There was a hint of determination in her eyes, she must have an answer!
For better or worse.

Between Qiao Jing's few breaths, the door clicked open.

Qiao Jing was short of breath.

Before she could see the person inside clearly.

Suddenly, Qiao Jing's wrist was grabbed and pulled hard, and then his eyes went dark without any light.

When she reacted, she saw a man's body in front of her, with an aggressiveness that was hard to ignore.

The cold door was pressed behind him.

Neither of the two people spoke, and they were just in a stalemate.

"Huo Yuchuan, what do you mean?"

Finally, Qiao Jing couldn't hold it back and raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

The sound is very light.

Even if you can't see anything.

But she knew that Huo Yuchuan was also looking at her.

"Huo Yuchuan..."

The next moment, without any warning, Huo Yuchuan leaned forward in the darkness and kissed Qiao Jing's lips precisely.

Very skilled.

The two people's breaths intertwined, and Huo Yuchuan's breath completely blended into Qiao Jing's lips.

Qiao Jing subconsciously struggled and stared at Huo Yuchuan, what is this?
But Huo Yuchuan is really patient.

Qiao Jing could only sink in the end.

I don't know how long it took before Huo Yuchuan slowly let go of Qiao Jing.

His forehead was pressed against Qiao Jing's forehead.

"Qiao Jing, do you like it?"

The cold voice was very lustful, and I didn't know if it was what happened just now.

Qiao Jing took a small breath and couldn't help but blush and her heart beat, "Don't even think about changing the subject! What are you so angry about?"

Huo Yuchuan chuckled, and his muted tone was like a feather, sultry in Qiao Jing's heart.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Huo Yuchuan raised his head slightly, leaned on Qiao Jing's shoulder, and pressed his lips against Qiao Jing's earlobe.

Whispering, "Mrs. Huo, I'm angry at myself."

In the darkness, Huo Yuchuan's eyes were dark and frighteningly thick.

Qiao Jing was puzzled and grabbed Huo Yuchuan's arm, "Huo Yuchuan, can you please explain clearly? It's too difficult to guess your thoughts."

Huo Yuchuan sighed inaudibly, and finally just whispered in her ear, "Qiao Jing, I like you."

This time it is true.

For so many days, day and night, he repeatedly questioned and tortured himself.

Huo Yuchuan gave in and admitted.

He likes Qiao Jing and is attracted to Qiao Jing.

He is the one who lays out the plan, and he is also the one who joins the game.

Qiao Jing trembled all over.

This kind of atmosphere is really suitable for saying certain things.

Something she would find difficult to say normally.

"Huo Yuchuan, I like you too. I've never...liked you this much."

Huo Yuchuan's breathing became heavier and his eyes were hot. He knew Qiao Jing liked him, but hearing it with his own ears was a different feeling.

Lips moved.

He wanted to ask, who did he like more than Song Yan?