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

Yi Zhi frowned tightly.

"Are you sure you didn't miss it?"

"Definitely not, Er Shao." Xiao Li said: "My eyesight is very good, and Mr. Huo is such a recognizable person, if he really came, I can't remember it at all."

"So I'm sure that Mr. Huo really hasn't come yet."

"What time is it, why hasn't Brother Huo come?"

Yi Zhi hissed, "Brother Huo won't just forget about this, no matter how important work is, it's not as important as your body... No, I have to go to him, pull him here to change the wound and change the medicine, after a few days The weather is so hot, don't get infected again."

Yi Zhi talked to himself, turned around and hurried back to the office to get his things, and then changed his clothes.

Hastily drove to Huo Yan's apartment, but knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

Only after making a phone call did I find out that Huo Yan has now moved to another villa of his own.

After driving to the suburbs again, the butler in the villa opened the door and led him to Huo Yan's bedroom.

He tapped the door lightly twice, "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master Yi is here to look for you."

There was no movement in the room, but after a while, the door opened, and Huo Yan's voice came out weakly, "Come in."

An unpleasant temperature wafted out, Yi Zhi's nose was more sensitive than ordinary people's, and he subconsciously closed it sideways. The smell of this wine mixed with the smell of smoke was really bad. Can't stand it.

Frowning tightly, pinching his nose and almost holding his breath, he walked in.

"Brother Yan, what are you doing at home? The smell in the house is so strong, are you planning to drink yourself to death, or plan to smoke yourself to death?"

Yi Zhi opened the side of the bed, and the sunset glow in the evening spilled into the room in large swaths, and saw the wine bottles and cigarette butts all over the floor.

After Huo Yan opened the door for him, he turned around and sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and said hoarsely, "What can you do with me?"

Yi Zhi was a little speechless, "Brother Yan, did you get Alzheimer's in advance? I reminded you yesterday that your wound should be changed. Don't you remember?"

After flicking the soot, Huo Yan pushed back the broken hair on his forehead with one hand, revealing his smooth forehead.

With an unshaven face and a wrinkled dress, Huo Yan can still exude a decadent beauty at such a time. It can be said that his appearance is very resistant.

"Sorry, forgot."

Huo Yan tugged his collar, his Adam's apple rolled obviously, a strong male hormone breath rushed to his face, the sexiness unique to men, Su's legs were soft.

Yi subconsciously swallowed his saliva, luckily he was a man, otherwise how could he be able to handle a man like Brother Yan.

That young girl's heart is trembling at the tip of her heart being teased by this man.

Yi Zhi's voice trembled: "Brother Yan, have you changed your style recently? You feel tired of the domineering president's route, so you want to try it, isn't it sexy and decadent?"

Huo Yan looked up at him, the cold light in his eyes was still clearly visible in the smoke.

He is in a bad mood now, and he doesn't want to cooperate with Yi Zhi to make jokes.

Yi Zhi surrendered with both hands, "Okay, I'm not joking with you anymore, don't be angry..."

He said: "But brother Yan, your wound needs to be changed. The weather is hot now, and you drink and smoke too much. Tossing yourself like this can easily cause the wound to become inflamed."