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

She is not a saint, and she didn't have the ease and ease of losing my life. It took her seven full years to accept that she had lost Huo Yan.

This is what she deserves, she deserves it, so she has nothing to say.

No matter how much Huo Yan treated her too much, she endured it, because she felt that it was her retribution, and she should bear it.

But who is Wen Ran to her?What does it have to do with her? Why does Lu Qiao compromise for her?

"If you want me to quit smoking and drinking, then you, Lu family, will run the business for me, and you will negotiate the business of the Lu family for me?"

"Lu Qiao, are you accusing me?" Huo Yan's dark eyes flashed a cold light, "Accuse me of not considering the issue from your standpoint?"

Huo Yan let out a soft snort, disdainful to her, "Who are you to me, why should I consider for you from your standpoint? Huh?"

The trapped beasts in the two cages bit and hurt each other together, desperately wanting to hurt each other.

In terms of ruthlessness, Lu Qiao was not as good as Huo Yan, so he was naturally at a disadvantage, and his blood was dripping from the attack.

Huo Yan pinched Lu Qiao's chin, and moved closer to her: "Didn't you say that you have the spirit of contract, and after signing the contract, you will follow the contract. You are responsible for cooperating with the preparations before the operation, and not tormenting your body." , isn't it the most basic?"

The extremely aggressive masculine aura enveloped her, and that almost perfect face instantly magnified in front of her eyes, her pure black eyes fixed on her, and a small her was reflected in her pupils.

Breathing together, eyes intersecting, she was the only one in his eyes, but the ambiguous distance made Lu Qiao feel no heartbeat, she only felt pain.

Huo Yan's hand pinched her chin, but it was more like her heart.

The heart, that is the softest and most fragile part of the human body, is grasped so hard that it is a fatal pain.

Huo Yan didn't intend to let her go so easily, and sprinkled a lot of salt on the bitten wound.

"According to the contract, shouldn't you try your best and do your best? When I signed the contract, I didn't force you with a knife. If you don't want to, you don't have to sign it. You signed it voluntarily. Why are you pretending to me now? Lu Qiao, don't you think you are so ridiculous?"

A ridiculous sentence hit the bull's-eye, and I heard a faint cracking sound coming from my heart, as if something had been crushed.

Lu Qiao opened her mouth. This completely defeated beast was trampled under Huo Yan's feet, and her lips moved feebly. She didn't know whether she wanted to ask for help, or was saying her last words before dying.

"Huo Yan..."

The hoarse voice hesitated to speak.

The force on the chin became heavier and heavier, almost to the limit of the pain he could bear, and Lu Qiao couldn't help showing the pain.

Huo Yan suddenly let go.

With a heavy weight on his body, a group of pitch-black shadows pressed down.

The scorching breath spit out on Lu Qiao's neck, Lu Qiao trembled sensitively, and almost bit the tip of his tongue.

Suppressing the throbbing that shouldn't have happened, she pushed Huo Yan, "Huo Yan, what are you doing again?"

The movement was very light, without much strength, but Huo Yan was easily pushed away by her, and fell back weakly like a puppet with a broken thread.

The back of his head hit the glass, and there was a muffled "boom!", and then the whole person fell from the car seat.

Huo Yan passed out without warning, and for a moment, Lu Qiao was so frightened that her heart stopped beating.

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull him, but it was hot when she touched his hand.