Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

This bite was so hard that blood was seen directly. Huo Yan frowned, but he was rarely angry. Instead, he patted her on the back with a good temper, "Yes, bite me if it hurts. Distract your attention, and your stomach will not go away." It's going to hurt so much."

Lu Qiao's movements froze, and she raised her eyes to look at him. He smiled faintly, as if he was extremely tolerant of her, which suddenly made her feel a little bit less interested.

Letting go, she turned her face away, and stopped looking at Huo Yan, her arms hugging her knees were tightened, and her body curled up even more.

Then he just closed his eyes.

Out of sight, out of mind, deceiving herself like this, completely treating Huo Yan as if she doesn't exist, will make her feel much better.

This is how Lu Qiao and Huo Yan passed that night.

It was not until the next morning that the waiter came to disturb the box, and the two were able to leave the box.

The stomachache didn't show signs of abating all night, so Lu Qiao borrowed the phone from the front desk to call Qin Suhui, and the young lady quickly came to pick her up and take her to the hospital for examination.

And Mr. Sanwuhuo, who didn't bring a wallet, a mobile phone, or even a coat, could only sit aggrieved in the lobby of the bar and wait for Zou Che to pick him up.

They drove to pick up Huo Yan, laughing all the way.

Huo Yan glanced at him coolly, "It's funny? Do you need to stop the car and get out of the car and have a good laugh on the street for a while?"

"No, no, it's not funny at all." Zou Che immediately tensed his face, staring at the road ahead without squinting, with a serious expression on his face.

Huo Yan didn't intend to give up yet, "Did you plan last night?"

"Ah? What's the calculation? Brother Huo, what are you talking about? I can't understand it."

Zou Che's acting skills are good, his face is blank as if he really doesn't know what he is talking about.

But you can deceive others, but you can't deceive Huo Yan, who grew up with him, "You arranged the bar party last night, right? I asked why you were uncharacteristically and suddenly insisted on dragging me to the bar opened by Lao Liu. Waiting for me there..."

Huo Yan twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, "That's right, I've grown a lot now than before, and I've been fooled."

Huo Yan knocked on the glass of the car with two thuds, as if it hit Zou Che's heart. Zou Che's hand shook, and he almost played drift on the street.

"Tell me, what is your reason for doing this? You broke the lock on purpose and locked me and Lu Qiao together for one night. What is your purpose?"

Nervously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he turned his head to look at Huo Yan, laughed dryly twice, and shouted "Brother Huo..." stickily, trying to get this matter out of the way.

Huo Yan didn't like him, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids to his side, "If you don't want to have a car accident, just look ahead honestly, don't look at me, and drive seriously."

The voice was lukewarm, and Zou Che could tell whether he was happy or angry, so he obediently looked away, "Oh..."

"I have a meeting to hold in a while. I don't have much time. You can explain while driving." Huo Yan said: "I can't finish the explanation. After I go back tonight, I will have a [-]-word self-criticism before tomorrow morning. To see."

Write a [-]-word review overnight? !

If this is written, I am afraid that after writing, these hands will be useless, right?
Zou Che was so frightened that he almost drove his car into a tree, so he hurriedly said to Huo Yan in a flattering manner, "I won't write a self-criticism, so why not tell me I'm confessing?"