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

Huo Yan wandered aimlessly in the street, but refused to go home for a long time.

What the Huo family had to face in the old house was his uncompromising, rather domineering mother who wanted to control his entire life and did not want to go back to the apartment. There was something wrong between him and Wen Ran, and the atmosphere in the entire apartment was very tense. Strange, facing her really made him feel out of breath.

After passing the same shopping mall for the third time, Huo Yan received a call from Assistant Qi. Wen Ran had a high fever and refused to go to the hospital.

Huo Yan frowned deeply. After hanging up the phone, he slammed on the accelerator and drove back to the apartment.

When I opened the door, I realized that I had been cheated.

Wen Ran didn't have a fever at all, the sound of music pouring out of the room, and the faint smell of incense in the air told him that Wen Ran had lied to him.

Some kind of invitation was evident.

Closed the door, walked into the room, Wen Ran was wearing a silk pajamas, sitting in the living room waiting for him, swaying the red wine in the glass, there was a faint scent of wine wafting over, full of ambiguity, it was temptation, It is a silent invitation.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head, her face was a little red, it seemed that she had already drank a lot before he came back.

Tilting her head slightly, her movements looked a little naive, and because she was drunk, her expression also showed a bit of charm, and she said in a soft and greasy voice: "A Yan, are you back?"

Huo Yan's eyes darkened, "Well, have you been drinking?"

"Yes, I drank a little while I was waiting for you to go home."

Wen Ran made a little gesture towards him, indicating that she really didn't drink much.

After taking off his rain-soaked coat, which was obviously damp, he asked, "Why do you drink alcohol? Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. Aren't you afraid that drinking alcohol will cause harm to your body?"

Wen Ran said: "Don't be afraid, because the time waiting for you is really difficult, so drink a little wine, it will make you feel better."

Her waiting obviously didn't just refer to today's incident.

Huo Yan frowned slightly, and turned his head slightly to look at her, "Xiao Ran, are you blaming me?"

"Blame you?" Wen Ran didn't seem to understand, "What do I blame you for?"

"Sorry, there are too many things in the company these days, and I can't spare time to accompany you."

Wen Ran smiled at him, "It's okay, work is the most important thing, I don't mind that."

Only, that doesn't include lying and pretending to be busy at work.

Huo Yan sat down, and Wen Ran leaned over him naturally, leaning against his arms, as soft as if turned into water.

She put her arms around his neck, her voice was as sweet as if she had just drank honey, "A Yan, we haven't seen each other for a week, I miss you so much."

She was close to his body, with the faint smell of perfume lingering at the tip of her nose.

Her meaning was so obvious that it was difficult for him to ignore it.

Huo Yan's eyes darkened, he held her waist, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Ran, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk, Yan, I know exactly what I'm doing."

The tip of her nose lightly rubbed against the tip of his nose, she said.

She kissed him lightly on the lips, and the smell of mellow red wine stained her lips.

"Ayan."

She called him so softly.

The whole person is attached to his body, and the posture is intimate.

Wen Ran raised her head, wanting to repeat the old trick and kiss his lips.

Suddenly, a familiar face flashed before his eyes. The delicate and beautiful little girl looked at him, pursed her lips in displeasure, and acted like a baby to him, "Huo Yan."