After saying that, Huo Muchen took Song Ci and left from Xu Liangzhou.

Song Ci was held by Huo Muchen's hand, and Huo Muchen urged him: "Xiao Ci, let's go."

"okay."

Song Ci was led away.

"Xiao Ci, other people's affairs have nothing to do with you, so stay out of it."

Huo Muchen tightened his grip on her wrist, "Let him handle Lao Wu's matters by himself."

"I did not do it on purpose."

Huo Muchen knew that she was referring to ruining the atmosphere of the date, so he squeezed her hand tighter, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't count as ruining the date.

The time after that is our own, I will make the arrangements next."

"good."

Huo Muchen took Song Ci away from the amusement park and went directly to Yetan to watch the fireworks show.

The wind on the beach is slightly cool at night.

Huo Muchen hugged Song Ci into his arms.

Feeling the scorching temperature from behind, Song Ci subconsciously shrank into Huo Muchen's arms, "Brother Shen, when will we set off to the island?"

Huo Muchen looked down at the fireworks she was looking up at, lowered his eyes and said, "Tomorrow."

"So fast!"

I just decided yesterday and can leave today.

Song Ci clasped Huo Muchen's wrist and was sweating slightly. Huo Muchen felt that she was really nervous, his eyebrows gradually became serious, and he said every word: "I'm not going to the island for a honeymoon, I'm just sending some people back."

past."

Song Ci's violently trembling eyelashes gradually calmed down, he let out a long sigh, and turned around in Huo Muchen's arms.

"What are you doing here, not watching the fireworks?"

Huo Muchen asked.

"You are the fireworks in my eyes."

Fireworks are colorful, Huo Muchen can be colorful, there is no need for her to look at others.

Huo Muchen stared at her with a gentle and soothing expression, and gently rubbed her waist with his palms, "Xiao Ci, you are too nervous."

Song Ci looked very serious, "Huo Muchen, seal the island. Instead of traveling to the island, we will go to the place where grandpa lives, okay?"

Huo Muchen did not expect the sudden change of location.

Holding her waist, Huo Muchen was about to comfort him. Song Ci held his arm firmly, "I want to visit the place where you went when you were a child, and feel the time when I was not around. How did you get here these years?"

?”

"Xiao Ci is very dangerous."

Huo Muchen was not talking about his grandfather's place, but the time he spent abroad.

"I'm not afraid. With you by my side, I want to go to the university you went to and walk the same path you walked."

Song Ci's eyes sparkled with tears. Huo Muchen stared deeply at Song Ci and realized that Song Ci already knew what he would face when he went to the island tomorrow.

Huo Muchen's gaze suddenly paused, cut off again, smiled suddenly, raised his hand and pinched the cat earring on her earlobe, and spoke in a very soft voice.

"When did I not promise you?"

Huo Muchen's voice was not loud, and it was easy to be drowned out by the noisy sound in a place surrounded by fireworks, but Song Ci heard it very clearly.

When Song Ci heard this, he pursed his lips and smiled, "Huo Muchen."

Huo Muchen looked at her, his rough and slightly calloused fingertips caressing her earlobe. He stared at her closely, his eyes and expression were very serious, and he said slowly, word by word, "Xiao Ci"

, after walking those roads with me, you will never be able to run away.”

His voice was calm, but it carried a sense of oppression.

Huo Muchen had never planned to take Song Ci abroad to see the underground power he established.

Huo Muchen wanted to protect Song Ci, a little sun living in the world, and did not want her to see the darkness of the world.

But... "Huo Muchen, I am willing."

Song Ci looked at him, the corners of his lips moved, and his eyes curled up.

"Okay, let's go then."

Huo Muchen raised the corners of his lips at her.

At the end, Huo Muchen pressed her shoulders and said, "Xiao Ci, look at the last cluster of fireworks."

Song Ci subconsciously wanted to raise his head, but at this moment, Huo Muchen bent over, hugged Song Ci's waist, pressed him to his chest, lowered his head, and pursed Song Ci's lips.

"Xiao Ci, you are my calamity."

... After playing for a whole night, Huo Mu took Song Ci back to Chaomu Residence and stayed outside in the apartment.

It wasn't until the next day, when Song Ci stretched his legs, that he realized that they had never gone back to see the child at all.

She rolled over and turned to look at Huo Muchen. She saw Huo Muchen wrapped in a thick white bath towel and walked towards her.

That moment.

My heart was pounding in a straight line at high speed.

It's hard not to be moved by a beautiful man taking a bath.

Huo Muchen's lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, and the muscle lines on his legs were looming. The abdominal muscles between his waist and abdomen were not too rugged, but just right, not too abrupt, and did not give Song Ci any visual discomfort.

The shark muscles on both sides also flashed in Song Ci's pupils from time to time as the man walked over.

Song Ci saw the man walking towards him step by step, wrapped in heat.

Finally, when Huo Muchen's eyes met, Song Ci turned away in an instant, pretending that he didn't see him.

With her cheek pressed against the pillow, Song Ci closed her eyes.

After a while, a man's low teasing voice came from above his head.

"Xiao Ci, I know you haven't slept."

"..." Just pretend you didn't hear it.

When Huo Muchen saw that Song Ci didn't give him any reaction, he immediately realized that Song Ci was shy.

He silently untied the bath towel, lifted the quilt, and squeezed in. "Xiao Ci, you are shy now, isn't it too late?"

Song Ci originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, but the next moment the man's hand became restless and reached in dishonestly.

But it was placed on her itchy flesh.

The man's fingertips moved slightly, and Song Ci responded with a conditioned smile, "Huo, Huo Muchen, I was wrong."

Huo Muchen's face turned red when he looked at Song Ci.

I don't know if it's because I'm shy or because I'm hot.

Song Ci said angrily: "You always tickle me, but you don't have any itch yourself."

Huo Muchen said softly: "Then let your sweetheart bite you back, okay?"

"No! It's my teeth that will be tired from biting you."

Song Ci's black and white pupils turned back and forth, and then they moved into Huo Muchen's arms, "I want you to kiss me."

When Huo Muchen heard this, his eyes became particularly meaningful, "Little words."

"Kiss me, hug me, I miss your abs."

Song Ci expressed his lustful feelings without any politeness.

"It's so shameless."

Even as he said this, Huo Muchen's men did not stop moving.

He was always trying to please Song Ci.

Song Ci and Huo Muchen have had sex too many times, and she is no longer a coy little girl, but has learned to enjoy it.

Her beautiful figure was controlled by the man's hands, and her fair and tender skin turned red inch by inch under the man's deliberate and invisible teasing.

Just like a ripe apple.

Huo Muchen's kiss fell slowly.

He kissed slowly and patiently.

Huo Muchen's expression was depressed, and the intoxicating and sinking expression fell into Song Ci's eyes. Song Ci suddenly found that the man who had always served as a god was pulled down by him as a detective.

Inexplicably, Song Ci felt a sense of pleasure in his chest.

It's the possessiveness that is overwhelming.
To be continued...