The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

It seemed that she didn't mean to be taboo, but Xia Nuan was startled by her unscrupulous appearance. Thinking of the little things she had been with this man before, and those ambiguous gestures, she said, "Mr. Huo is polite."

Mr. Huo has several meanings. He wants to keep a distance from Huo Beixiao, and he also wants Mo Yixuan not to misunderstand him.

No matter how Mo Yixuan treats her, so far, she has not been able to completely let go of this feeling.

"Bei Xiao, are you familiar with Xia Nuanxin?" Mo Ting glanced at Xia Nuanxin quickly, her big eyes were full of innocence, as if she was very pure and flawless, but everyone didn't notice, the arousal of her There was a cold arc on the corner of the lips.

Mo Ting's words made Xia Nuan's heart skip a beat.

Unfamiliar?

But they kissed...

cooked?
But they only met a few times.

The dark eyes swept over Xia Nuanxin's panic, Huo Beixiao didn't answer the question, but turned to Xia Nuanxin: "Miss Xia, what do you think?"

The nails were embedded in the palm, and this cramped movement fell into Mo Yixuan's eyes, and his gaze became cold.

It seems that the relationship between Xia Nuanxin and Huo Beixiao is really extraordinary.

snort!
If it wasn't for the huge benefits of marrying the Huo family, how could he tolerate their presumptuousness here?
And... the way he looked at his sister was full of Huo Beixiao, with a deep-rooted look, and he couldn't turn his face just because of this.

He said: "Tingting, Nuan Xin is your future sister-in-law, how can she know Mr. Huo very well, it must be just a casual acquaintance, an official greeting."

When Mo Yixuan and Mo Ting talked, there was always a gentle smile in their eyes, and the pampering look was something Xia Nuanxin had never treated.

Even after being together for such a long time, she didn't warm up this man's hard heart. Thinking of the endless quarrels in the past two days, she suddenly felt a little tired.

Every time, she had to play the role of sister-in-law in front of Mo Ting, followed her behind her, and played around with her, but in the end, Mo Yixuan would only scold her.

It was obvious that Mo Yixuan had no affection for her, and that she was living a miserable life. She tried her best to please him, but all she got was humiliation. Xia Nuanxin was suddenly tired of their appearance.

Hypocritical and heartless.

Xia Nuanxin, wake up!

Mo Ting was wearing a small dress, with delicate curly hair, and a happy smile on her face. She held Huo Beixiao's arm and leaned on him lightly, with the attitude of a shy little girl: "That's good, otherwise I'll still be there." I thought it had something else to do with it."

"Tingting, can you help my brother make a pot of coffee? The coffee you make is the best." Mo Yixuan suddenly sent Mo Ting away with an excuse.

Mo Ting seemed to have no doubts, and agreed with all her mouth: "Okay."

After Mo Ting left, there was no need to worry anymore. Mo Yixuan's expression seemed to have changed, and he became gloomy in an instant. He turned his head to look at Huo Beixiao, his eyes were like a cold pool, icy cold: "Mr. Huo, now Tingting No, I want to hear your thoughts."

If this man is only married for the sake of marriage and has no idea of ​​being with Tingting, he will never agree.

Marriage without emotion is more just pain, just like him.

"There was a woman who refused to be Mrs. Huo, and Mo Ting repeatedly proposed to date me, so, being invited by her to come to the Mo family as a guest, why, President Mo doesn't welcome it?"

Huo Beixiao leaned back, his leisurely and contented appearance was a little lazy, but his aura was still full, and the ambiguous words made people unable to guess the deep meaning.

Someone refused to be Mrs. Huo?

Mo Yixuan looked at Xia Nuanxin suspiciously.

With a twitch between her eyebrows, Xia Nuanxin was caught in the middle, she knew best that the woman Huo Beixiao was referring to was her.

It's just that she said it so nakedly and skillfully, it really shocked her.

Seeing Xia Nuanxin's unnatural look, Mo Yixuan sneered, he put his arms around Xia Nuanxin, and pulled her into his arms, but kept his eyes on Huo Beixiao, insisting on his words: "Mr. Huo said Could it be my fiancée?"

The atmosphere was aroused by this sentence. There were no swords and swords, but Xia Nuanxin smelled the smell of gunpowder.

Huo Beixiao turned towards Xia Nuanxin with a pair of peach blossom eyes, with endless scorching heat in her breathtaking eyes, she felt suffocated in an instant, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Could he really say that?

The tension lingered, and Xia Nuanxin tensed up all over.