To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 27 What a 'coincidence', Miss Wen

She turned her head stiffly and pointed at Wen Liang, then frowned thoughtfully and glanced at Huo Dongming, then suddenly shivered and shook her head quickly.

And Wen Liang and Huo Dongming stared at each other across the air, most of the alcohol in Wen Liang's mind dissipated.

"I...I..." When she got nervous, she couldn't speak fluently, and then looked behind Huo Dongming, so many people, so many eyes fell directly on her.

Wen Liang bit her lip, and pulled it reluctantly, "That, what a coincidence..."

The man turned his gaze away and glanced at her, "It's a coincidence, Miss Wen..."

The three cold and indifferent words, like a spell, lingered in her ears for a long time.

The warm and cool lips trembled for some reason, and after taking two deep breaths, there was still no way to calm down, "I will not bother you, Mr. Huo!"

She smiled obsequiously, ignoring his calm expression, grabbed Qiao Mumu and turned around, but before she could go out, Zhang Chenggong led a group of people and ran up panting.

He was still pointing at her, "Take her... she, her, them, arrest me!" He was exhausted from running around, and he would not let these two women go!
"..."! !

Wen Liang's footsteps stopped there.

There is a tiger in the front, and a wolf in the back. This kind of double attack feeling, just let her die!

"Wen Liang... my little Liangliang, tell me, we won't be buried here today, right?" Qiao Mumu who was hiding behind her whispered, but she gave her a blank look.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Qiao Mumu gave up on herself, "Seriously, I would definitely choose your Young Master Huo instead of being ravaged by this ugly man!"

"..."

"Damn it, what are you still doing? Why don't you catch them back quickly!" Seeing that the security around him didn't respond, Zhang Chenggong cursed in a thick nasal voice.

"This... this..." Everyone looked at each other, and looked at Huo Dongming with his hands in his trouser pockets on the opposite side with fear.

The sneer on his lips was like ice below zero.

Zhang Chenggong is just a VIP customer of their hotel, but what about Huo Dongming?

He is the hotel's investor, the major shareholder!

Who dares to offend?

"You, you!" Zhang Chenggong gritted his teeth angrily.

Huo Dongming said coldly at this moment, "You want to take her away? Do you know whose woman she is?"

He frowned and took a step forward, cold light burst out from his eyes.

"..." Wen Liang was startled, turned her head to look up at the man, and his sharp gaze was also falling on her.

The moment his eyes met, he wrapped his arms around her waist with lightning speed.

"what!"

She was caught off guard, and fell straight into his arms, and the two of them stuck tightly together in an ambiguous posture.

"You! Who are you?! How dare you pick up my girl?!" Zhang Chenggong tremblingly pointed at the two people who were embracing and looking at each other, his tongue trembling.

Originally, Huo Dongming's gaze was only cold, even if it was numb from the cold, it was just a scare.

But now, what is in his eyes is a strong killing intent rolling up.

Zhang Chenggong originally stiffened his neck with full confidence, but when he came into contact with this line of sight, his body softened uncontrollably.

"I can not only pick her up, but also..." Huo Dongming met the panicked eyes of the woman in his arms, and spit out the next three words, "I slept with her!"

"..."

Wen Liang wanted to cry but had no tears, "Huo Dongming, you don't need..."

"Wen Liang, if I were you, I would obediently shut up at this time."

"..."

When he exerted force on his palm, he originally just tied her up, but now he directly broke her shoulders into his arms.

"You, you are Huo Dongming!" Zhang Chenggong's wine suddenly woke up more than half, and his legs were shaking very badly.

Huo Dongming glanced at him lightly, the corners of his thin lips were slightly hooked up, his half-smile expression was creepy, he raised his other hand, and pointed to Zhang Chenggong with his index finger.

The bodyguards around stood together and made a salute gesture.

"He gave it to you, and I will read the newspaper tomorrow."

"Yes, Young Master, it's just... If you kill someone here, Young Master Zhuang may not be happy." The bodyguard stared at the pressure of his gaze and expressed his concern.

However, with only a few words, the forehead was already sweating.

"Not something you should worry about."

"Yes! I understand!"

"Send this lady home." He was referring to Qiao Mumu.

After the words fell, before everyone could react, Huo Dongming left with a cold face, holding Wen Liang in his arms.

……

The night is dark and the wind is high, when killing people and setting fire.

In addition to the sinful muzzle, it seems that it is suitable to do some romantic things in a peaceful environment.

for example.

As soon as I got out of the hotel, I was hit on the car cover by a car.

"Let go of me." Wen Liang turned his head sideways, not daring to look at the man in front of him, but could only stare at his red wrist being held by him.

"I never thought that you are such an innocent woman."

Is this scolding her for her low IQ, or is it because she came out to drink with her this time, making him feel that she doesn't love herself again?
No matter what kind of answer it is, it seems that it is not a good word.

The cold wind was blowing on her body, and her back was leaning against the hood of the car. A gust of wind blew by, and her lips could not help but tremble.

The coldness of the wind, paired with his eyes that seemed to roll over the frozen waves of the icy sea, was like a sword piercing straight into her bone marrow, even touching the cells in her body with her feet, making her head feel a little dizzy.

"Speak." His voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was cold, as if he was interrogating.

"What do you want me to say? Thank you very much for helping me settle the trouble, or as you can see, I don't love myself when I come out to drink with you?"

The blue veins on Huo Dongming's forehead stretched out eagerly, his eyes darkened, and Wen Liang felt a black shadow pressing down, and her breath, which was not smooth before, became even more rapid.

Suddenly, he grabbed her hand.

Instinctively, she wanted to struggle, her clear eyes were full of defense against him.

"Show me."

"What on earth do you want! Huo Dongming, you rapist!"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Her hand was smoothly held by him, the obvious wound was bleeding out, the man stopped when he wanted to squeeze her fingertips, and looked at her slightly.

Wen Liang stood there stunned, very afraid that he would give her the Fa-rectification right here.

"It's strong once, and it's also strong twice. I wonder if Miss Wen is satisfied with my theory?"

Miss Wen.

Since she returned to China, he has always called her Wenliang by first and last name, but today is the second time he has been so indifferent and distant.

She laughed at herself: "Yeah, here, Young Master Huo covers the sky with one hand, so what does my feeling matter?"

This look of being frightened but dismissive of him made Huo Dongming feel that everything he did for her was like a joke, so he let go of her hand, grabbed her chin, and lifted her up: "It's good that you know .”

"So can I be troubled to ask? How can Master Huo ignore my business? "

"Oh, stay with me for one night, and from then on, the two will be clean."

The tip of his nose touched hers vaguely.

She could clearly feel the good smell, even his slightly clear breath.

It's an exciting distance.

However, what she said made her feel chilled.

A few years ago, he was like this. He would never have any patience with her, nor would he think about her feelings.

What's so sad about something you already know?

(End of this chapter)