Luo Haoxuan raised his hand, then put his hands into his pants pockets, his expression still remained calm and cold, "Auntie, I have something to do now. Let's talk after dinner later, you can rest first."

Zhao Xinlian felt very uncomfortable when she saw him take off his daughter's hand. Although Qiao Yanna did not talk to him about his ambiguous relationship with Zheng Yuyan, she always felt that Luo Haoxuan liked to hide her feelings more than Luo Haoming. He was not simple and difficult to deal with.

"Haoxuan," she shouted quickly, walked over with a smile and said, "It's a week's business trip, and the journey is long, so it must be very hard. Auntie sees you'd better go back to your room and take a shower first, and have supper later."

She reached out and wanted to pull Luo Haoxuan into the room herself. But she didn't want to. Luo Haoxuan took two steps and then turned around and went upstairs.

Zhao Xinlian opened her mouth in surprise, then looked at her daughter, and then looked at Luo Haoming who came up immediately. Luo Haoming seemed to have a headache. He didn't say anything anymore, lowered his head and wiped his side and went upstairs.

After Qiao Yanna was upset for a while, she pulled her mother into the room.

"Nana, it's not right. Haoxuan is so cold to you?" Zhao Xinlian couldn't understand it. She suspected that her daughter still had something to hide from her.

"Mom, that's it."

"No, you must have something to hide from me. You said your foot was burned. Haoxuan was very nervous. He took you to the hospital immediately and accompanied you all night?"

"Yes." This is absolutely true.

"Since he is nervous about you, I haven't seen you in that week. When I come back today, he must first care about your feet. Why did he climb upstairs?" Zhao Xinlian stared at her with sharp eyes, as if she wanted to see through how many things she didn't know were hidden in her heart.

Qiao Yanna avoided her mother's gaze, turned to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said softly: "Mom, I said don't be angry. A few days ago when my foot was injured, I was always having a party with my classmates outside. After getting drunk, Haoxuan got angry with me, so she ignored me and asked me... to live in the school."

"Yes, yes, that's what he said, you!" Zhao Xinlian poked her head and said strangely, "You finally got to him, why are you so unattentional? Men will get angry if they like you, do you understand? I said, Haoxuan has agreed to let you come over, how could he be so cold."

Zhao Xinlian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she realized that Zheng Yuyan was not a good thing in this family. Both the Luo family brothers spoiled her, and her daughter would definitely be angry here. Therefore, it is the most important thing to discuss with Wei Hongshan how to deal with this matter.

But we must hide the good from the Luo brothers.

On the third floor, Luo Haoxuan stood in front of Zheng Yuyan's door, his tone was extremely cold, "Can you open it? Ah? If you don't open it, I kick it away, do you believe it?"

Luo Haoming stood behind him, and when he heard this, his neck shrank and he quickly knocked on the door, "Yan'er, open the door quickly, brother is back, you can tell him if you have something to do."

Zheng Yuyan inside was typing text messages on her phone. Finally, she finished what she should say. After clicking and sending, she found that it had been successful. When she was about to click on an unread MMS, the door suddenly "bang". She was stunned and hurriedly deleted the text message that had been sent, then rushed to the door and quickly opened the door.

She opened too fast, and Luo Haoxuan was lifting his foot to kick. When the door suddenly opened, he didn't have time to stop, so he kicked the ball in a flash and rushed forward...

"Hahaha..." Luo Haoming at the door smiled happily when he saw his elder brother staggering in a mess, and then lay on Zheng Yuyan's bed.

Zheng Yuyan was stunned, and then followed Luo Haoming to smile.

When Luo Haoxuan heard her laughter, he supported the bed with his hands and jumped up, then pulled his clothes as if nothing had happened, raised his face, stood up straight again, and stared at Zheng Yuyan seriously, "Are you crazy?"

Zheng Yuyan was stunned by his words. After blinking, she replied, "You are crazy! You are kicking my door!"

"Don't you say nothing if you want to open the door?"

"Don't you say nothing if you want to kick the door?"

"Little girl, are you still talking back?" He was arrogant and stepped over.

"Hey... speak well!" Luo Haoming hurriedly stopped Zheng Yuyan, but Luo Haoxuan held the collar of his clothes and "throwed" him out, then closed the door, turned around and put his arms around, and tightly tied Zheng Yuyan on his chest.

"Say! Who gave you so much courage? How dare you say don't stay in this house?" He was really angry, pinching her chin with two fingers, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Yuyan stared at his eyes, her heart kept beating. Although she encouraged herself not to be afraid of him, her feet were still soft when she saw his face gloomy and his black eyes were burning with flames that were about to tear her apart.

As she was soft, her body fell down, and her bright and clear eyes drooped. When her mouth sagged, she was about to cry again.

"Don't cry!" the man shouted sternly.

Zheng Yuyan trembled and stood up again, raising her hand to push him, "Let me go! Let go!"

"Little guy who needs to be cleaned up!" The soft little body struggled and thrust in his arms. The man felt like he was touched with electricity, and a heat suddenly surged into his lower abdomen.

Looking at her beautiful eyes, staring at her cherry red little mouth, a stream of passionate blood rushed straight to her forehead, Luo Haoxuan suddenly lowered his head and sucked her slightly opened lips...

Zheng Yuyan's clear eyes were dumbfounded, her eyes were dull, the man's charming black eyes were red and moist, and the light inside was intertwined with anger, sadness, and deep care. Too much emotional fusion made him want to vent.

He hugged her waist tightly, letting her body close to him, and his long tongue twitched her sweet mouth, sucking her sweetness, but his body rubbed fiercely...

His kiss was punished with possessiveness. The pure male aura and the unique fragrance of plants and trees on him chaoticly impacted Zheng Yuyan's sensory world. Her clothes were zipped open, and the man touched her more tightly and seamlessly. One hand also put into her underwear freely, kneading the beauty on her chest.

It was the numb feeling again, which hurt slightly. Zheng Yuyan wanted to refuse, but she couldn't help but want to turn the beginning, but she couldn't turn it around.

Her hands and feet became weak again, and her whole body was almost hanging on one of the man's arms, and her mind was blank...

After a while, she felt that she had stepped on the clouds, and then she found a chill on her chest, and then another hot lips were stamped on her chest...

She was shocked, her clear eyes popped up, and she found that she was being pressed on the bed by a man. She pulled her clothes and her mouth was sucked...

"Ah!" The fear made her hands dance like charging. After hitting the man's face, her hand was pressed down. Then the man raised his head, his black eyes were blurred, like a pool of mist floating, and the waves made people unable to help but sink.
Chapter completed!