President, please spoil me!

Huo Sicheng looked down at her and smiled, "Are you really good at seizing the moment?"

"..."

Xing Hua could naturally hear what he meant. When she was in a hurry, she grabbed her fingers harder, and she even wrinkled her fingers, "I don't mean anything else, really, I...I'm still very I'm afraid, it's just because you're here that I don't feel terrible, I will definitely have nightmares at night, and, moreover, this bedroom is very big, I dare not stay alone..."

There was no expression on the man's face, no joy, anger or other emotions could be seen.

She lowered her volume and whispered, "I won't do anything to you."

"..."

He raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to do to me?"

"Take advantage of you." Seeing the man's face darken, she quickly waved her hands, "I promise, I swear, I won't, look at the bed is so big, we will sleep on two sides, I sleep on the At the very edge, I will definitely not touch you."

"..."

Xing Hua boldly tugged at the hem of his clothes, and her already soft voice unconsciously became more coquettish, "I beg you...just tonight, okay?"

Huo Sicheng looked at her fair, delicate, and charming face, and there was a layer of trance in his eyes that was almost non-existent, but did exist.

Can a person's temperament really become a different type because of amnesia?

Before she lost her memory, her diet was light and fastidious, and she seldom touched anything with strong taste.

She doesn't touch the color of pink. Someone once said to her that this woman's bones may be black when she peels off her skin, but the more she is like this, the more she likes to wear white or clean light colors.

Those who get rid of fear are still afraid, and those who like it no longer like it.

Not to mention character.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xing Hua thought that he must be unwilling, so she said sullenly, "Then can I let Tong Mama come over and sleep with me?"

"What did you say?"

The man squinted his eyes as if he already had a typical displeased look, Xing Wei's voice became even softer, "Let...Tong Mama sleep with me."

Let Tong Ma come here to sleep?

Huo Sicheng laughed back angrily, "My bedroom and my bed, what kind of messy people can come up there? Xing Xiaohua, are you mentally handicapped?"

"I..." She was just afraid, he didn't want to sleep with her, so she could only find someone to sleep with her, "Then I... I'll go to Tong Mama's room and sleep with her."

"..."

Huo Sicheng looked at this woman, and was speechless for a moment.

Xing Hua was ready to act when her heart moved. She slid off the bed and said, "I haven't taken a shower yet, so I might as well go to Tong Ma's to wash it up. My husband, it's getting late now. You should wash up and get ready for bed too." ...Oh, by the way, you can sleep here after I leave, I looked at it, it should be more comfortable than the second bedroom..."

She couldn't speak, because she was picked up again by the man when her foot hit the ground, and she threw it back on the bed.

Xing Hao was stunned for a few seconds, then got up and looked at him infinitely wronged, "Why did I mess with you again, you don't like Tong Ma touching your bed, then I'll go sleep with her, you are not allowed ?"

The man said in a flat tone, "I just don't allow it."

She dared not argue, but said angrily, "Why didn't you just put me in the bathtub and drown me to make it clear?"

Huo Sicheng glanced at her, curled his lips into a sneer, "You want to be drowned? Okay, it's easy, I'll let you do it."

As he said that, he went to catch her again, and Xing Hua crawled all the way to hide from his hand in fright, and he still screamed, "Don't, don't... I don't want to go, I won't sleep with Tong Mama anymore, Don't drown me..."

With a "bang", Huo Sicheng watched helplessly as she fell headfirst over there.

The bed was too big, no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't stop it.

The man's pupils shrank sharply, and indescribable anger welled up in his heart. He walked around the end of the bed with his long legs and walked to the other side, only to see that she had slowly sat up, curled up against the edge of the bed, like a quilt He lowered his head like an abandoned puppy, lonely and lonely.

He was condescending, his deep eyes were as dark as thick ink, and what was rolling were all indistinguishable emotions.

It was noisy and noisy just now, but now it is silent.

Her breath, his eyes.

After a while, he turned his foot to the door, "Go take a shower, I'll come over later."

Xing Hua raised her head, looked at his back, moved her lips, but in the end no sound came out.

…………

Huo Sicheng returned to the second bedroom.

The cold white light fell everywhere, but it was extraordinarily deserted because it was too quiet. He walked to the single sofa that he had sat on before, and bent down to pick up the book that he had dropped casually on it.

To be precise, it was not a book, but a thick manga with exquisite binding and classical and beautiful painting style.

He held it in his hand, staring coldly at the cursive script on the cover - Sauvignon Blanc.

Acacia?

He raised his eyes again, looked out of the French window indifferently, the paper in his hand was torn into several pieces between his fingers, the whole process removed some imperceptible sarcasm, only his face was expressionless,

The beautiful manga was torn into several copies, and the pieces were thrown back on the couch.

To tear up this comic is like tearing away something in his body.

Huo Sicheng closed his eyes, and stood like a wooden stake for an unknown amount of time, then opened his eyes and walked into the bathroom. Without taking off his clothes, he unscrewed the shower, and cold water was still falling from the top of his head.

…………

When the man returned to the master bedroom from the second bedroom in a bathrobe, Xing Wei had already finished the shower and was sitting upright on the bed with his pillow in his arms. When he saw him push the door in, he immediately showed a happy smile, and he could no longer see him. He was lonely when he left.

His expression was light, and he had no emotions at all.

She said invitingly, "Just now I asked Mama Tong to bring over another quilt. Although it's hot outside, the air conditioner still needs to be covered with a quilt. We won't bump into each other when we each use a bed."

"Ah."

Her mind is not too complicated, but she is still very sensitive to the changes in the man's emotions. She has already clearly noticed that the little warmth caused by her fear in the bathtub incident just now has disappeared.

He turned back to the previous Huo Sicheng who was indifferent and hated her.

But Xing Hua still talked to him with a smiling face, and asked enthusiastically, "When I went in just now, were you reading comics?"

She only glanced at it by accident at the time, but it was because the book was very different from the comic book, so she noticed it even if she didn't pay attention, so she wanted to find a topic that he might be interested in talking about, "Is it good? If I When I have nothing to do at home, can I borrow your book to read..."

"Aren't you scared to death? Still not sleeping?"