"husband……"

Mu Ranran called out like a pleasing voice, trying to hold Huo Sichen's hand and act coquettishly, covering up the matter, but Huo Sichen didn't give her this opportunity at all.

Turning around and strode away.

Mu Ranran quickly put on his shoes and followed him. When he was about to follow him into the study, he was stopped by Uncle Zhong.

"Young Madam, you can't go in."

"If I don't go in, I just come and ask Huo Sichen to go back to his room to sleep. Going to bed early and getting up early is good for the health."

And it’s not that there is a fight at the head of the bed and the end of the bed, there must be a bed.

Uncle Zhong's expression was a little strange: "Young Master means you want to rest by yourself tonight."

“Is it only tonight?”

"No." Uncle Zhong said: "Young Master said, when did you realize your mistakes and when did you come to the study again?"

"I realized it, I really realized it. In the future, the money that shouldn't be made will not be made."

Mu Ranran couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was more cost-effective to pick up some down-and-out bosses outside when they were fine. Not only could they make a lot of money, but they also had relatively low risks.

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the door of the study room being opened.

Huo Sichen stood at the door of the study in his nightgown.

The nightgown is not very tight, and it reveals a honey-colored chest. His chest muscles are not exaggerated, but the lines are very beautiful, and every trace of texture contains powerful explosive power.

Mu Ranran couldn't help but think of the excellent feel, and his eyes looked straight when he looked at Huo Sichen.

Huo Sichen didn't look at her at all: "Uncle Zhong, have you packed up your things?"

Uncle Zhong bowed slightly and looked respectful: "It's already someone to clean up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several servants walking out of the master bedroom with Huo Sichen's daily necessities in their hands.

Uncle Zhong couldn't help but look at Huo Sichen again. Seeing that his attitude was still firm, he ordered the servant: "Take the things into the study."

"Hey." Mu Ranran finally came back from his shock and couldn't help but chase after him two steps: "What are you doing? Huo Sichen! What are you trying to do?"

Huo Sichen grabbed Mu Ranran's wrist and lowered his eyes and asked her: "Do you know you're wrong?"

"I know, I know." Mu Ranran quickly surrendered, took the initiative to give him a kiss, and looked at him with a gaze: "Is this OK?"

Huo Sichen looked at Mu Ranran's appearance without any sincerity, and his face suddenly became even more ugly, and he ordered Uncle Zhong: "Send the young lady back to the room."

After saying that, he entered the study without looking back.

Those servants holding daily necessities entered one after another, and after putting things in place, they left quietly.

The door of the study room was closed tightly again.

Uncle Zhong shook his head and advised, "Mrs. Young Master, you are still angry. You might as well go back first."

Mu Ranran didn't expect that he would be low-key and Huo Sichen was really reluctant to give in.

She wasn't happy to coax her, hum.

I felt angry, and I shook my sleeves and went back to the room.

...

Can't sleep.

Can't sleep.

Even though the night was already very late and she was very tired, her brain was still awake at this time and she couldn't sleep.

This bed is too cold behind it.

Habits are really a terrible thing. At the beginning, she didn't actually like to sleep with Huo Sichen, which would only make her feel uncomfortable.

I don’t know when this discomfort has become a habit.

But the man who had developed her habits little by little turned around and left, and was still so determined to separate the room with her, leaving her alone to sleep in the empty bed.

The more I thought about it, the more angry he became. He hammered the bed beside him, humming angrily, and refused to admit his claim after eating it.

Mu Ranran couldn't help but think of Huo Sichen in his previous life. No matter how she did the world or how big the chaos she made, he would block her. How could he be like this and so resolutely to share the room with her.

Men are really big pig's hooves!

As he complained, his eyelids began to become heavier and a uniform breathing sound gradually came.

It was at this time that the bedroom door was pushed open quietly.

Huo Sichen walked in with his slender legs and his footsteps fell to the ground, like a clever big cat.

Sitting beside the bed, under the light of the wall lamp, he lowered his eyes and stared at the little woman who was already asleep on the bed.

He took off some of her pajamas and exposed her right back. The damage from that area was exposed, and there was a large area of ​​bruises on her snow-white skin.

Huo Sichen has experienced countless ups and downs since he was a child, and the swords and shadows in them are not enough to be told to outsiders, and he has seen countless blood.

But he has never been as thrilling as he is now, even every breath is filled with difficulty and pain.

The thick fingers couldn't help but stumble into her skin, with caution she had never seen before.

"pain……"

Mu Ranran frowned and twisted his body, protesting with dissatisfaction.

Huo Sichen took his hand back as if he was electrocuted. Seeing Mu Ranran struggling to wake up, he hugged the person in his arms with conditioned reflex.

Smelling the reassuring smell, Mu Ranran quickly fell asleep. Before her consciousness slipped into a deep sleep, she couldn't help but mutter again: "...Big pig's hoof..."

Huo Sichen smiled until the sky outside turned pale, and then he got up and saw out of the room.

He must not compromise easily this time, otherwise this woman might have to do something else.

...

The next day.

Mu Ranran heard the ringtone of her cell phone. She was sleeping in a daze and didn't want to pay attention to it at all, but she was quarreled too much. She couldn't help but pull the quilt up and shouted habitually: "Si Chen...husband...help me answer the phone."

Then, no one paid attention to her.

Mu Ranran was a little confused at first, and then suddenly realized that Huo Sichen had already divided her room.

This thought came into her mind and she woke up instantly. She crawled out of the quilt and took her cell phone.

It was a call from the Mu family.

A chill flashed in Mu Ranran's eyes, and he threw it aside and ignored it.

Then he got off the bed and looked around in the bedroom without giving up. Huo Sichen still hadn't come back.

She was so angry.

Huo Sichen wanted to eat it and throw her aside.

Think beautifully!

Mu Ranran didn't even change his clothes, so he went to Huo Sichen with great momentum.

Seeing Huo Sichen going downstairs, he couldn't help but shout.

"Huo Sichen!"

Huo Sichen turned around and saw her wearing pajamas, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her brows were furrowed. As soon as she was about to speak, she rushed towards him, subconsciously spreading her arms and hugging the person tightly.

Mu Ranran immediately became happy and said with a smile: "I knew you would definitely catch me, husband, you are so nice."

The beloved girl was in his arms and was softly acting coquettish to him, but Huo Sichen was not happy at all, only full of anger.

If he hadn't been quick-eyed just now, she would have fallen down the stairs!

As long as he thought of that consequence, Huo Sichen couldn't control his anger. As soon as he was about to have an attack, he heard Uncle Zhong come to report.

"Master, Miss Feng is here."
Chapter completed!