Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Huo Yanqing suddenly tasted a salty taste, kissed her heart, and stunned her mind, and her big hand quickly rushed out of her chest, letting go of the hands above her head.

Her big hands covered her cheeks, a warm wetness.

The man who had always been calm like a mountain suddenly panicked. While gently wiping tears to Shu Xin, he said in a dumb voice: "How did I cry..."

Shuxin didn't open her face, avoided Huo Yanqin's hand, moved her body to the side, and came out of the gap between Huo Yanqin's body and the door panel, while shedding tears silently while tidying the corset messed up by Huo Yanqin.

Huo Yan tilted his long fingers over his eyebrows and squeezed lightly. There seemed to be a light and good smell on the girl's body.

The throat knots rolled slightly, and a touch of irritability rose from the lower abdomen.

Huo Yan leaned over and leaned against the wall next to him, took out the cigarette lighter from his trousers pocket, felt a cigarette, bit it in the corner of his lips, held the lighter in one hand, and sensed the lighter and cigarette in one hand. distance.

call out!

The cigarette is lit.

Shu Xin's tears-moving motion paused, and suddenly remembered that Huo Yan had asked her to help him light a cigarette. Since he would do it himself, why did she let her help?

Yes, she saw Huo Yan pouring smoke several times later, but she didn't see him lighting a cigarette, but she didn't think about it.

This man...so bad!

I knew to bully her.

Shu Xin felt more aggrieved, and her tears were like broken beads.

If you can't wipe it clean, you won't wipe it comfortably, and let your tears slide down her sober and beautiful face.

Fearing that the outsiders heard the movements inside, Shuxin kept it quietly without crying.

Huo Yan tilted his cigarette while unbuttoning the third lesson button. Jun Lang's eyebrows were tight and his eyes were covered with frustration.

One smoked, the other wailed crying.

The air was quiet and suffocating.

The sound of playing mahjong and laughter came out clearly.

Shu Xin cried for a moment, his inner emotions vented, and went to the sink, turned on the faucet, took a few cups of water, washed his face, looked up, his own eyes in the front mirror were red, and there was a layer of hazy water under his eyes. fog.

At first glance is the trace of crying.

This trace will not disappear in a short time. She cannot hide in the bathroom all the time, and Shuxin is too lazy to care what everyone thinks, and turns to walk to the bathroom door.

As soon as he put his hand on the doorknob to open the door, he was held by a big hand.

Then Huo Yan's deep, dull voice rang beside him, "I'm sorry..."

Su Xin's eyes instantly burst into enthusiasm, raised his head slightly, and forced the dampness in his eyes back, "Let go, I'm going out."

"Heart..."

"I'm going home." Shu Xin endured the rolling emotion in his heart, his voice was soft, grieved, and he also had the hoarseness of crying.

Huo Yan tilted his eyebrows, his hands pressed against the back of Shuxin's hand gently squeezed, and let go.

When Shu Xin opened the door, Huo Yan poured out a voice, "I will let Yang Ji send you."

Shuxin walked out of the bathroom, headed straight down to the outside, and came to the sofa to get his bag.

Seeing that Shu Xin seemed to want to go, Ji Lingfeng quickly asked, "Are you going home?"

Shu Xin bowed his head and answered, "Well." Then he took the bag and walked toward the door.

"Wait..." Ji Lingfeng was just about to get up and was held by Ji Chifeng's wrist.

"Brother, don't pull me. I'll ask Shuxin for a phone number." Ji Lingfeng said anxiously as he opened the door and walked out.