Billionaire Husband Spoils His Wife Too Much

Coming out of the bathroom, Su Ci's cheeks were flushed.

It was as if it had been dyed with a layer of good rouge, so delicate and charming, it made people unable to move their eyes away.

Her clothes were soaked through.

Xia Tian was already wearing thin clothes, but when she got wet, she stuck to her body tightly, revealing her exquisite curves.

Huo Yuting's deep eyes dimmed, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Su Ci asked cautiously, "Did you... hurt from the fall?"

Huo Yuting felt the pain coming from his tailbone, and gritted his teeth: "What do you think?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'll get you medicine, where did you hurt?"

Su Ci hurriedly took out all kinds of bottles and cans from her bag and placed them on the coffee table in the room.

"You made this all yourself?" Huo Yuting reached out to pick up a small porcelain bottle, opened the lid and sniffed it.

The ointment inside does not have an unpleasant smell like the ones sold in the market, but more like a fruity woody smell.

Huo Yuting sniffed again, frowning slightly, it was obviously the first time he smelled this smell, but somehow it felt a little familiar.

A picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and when Huo Yuting wanted to pursue it, it had already disappeared.

"Do you need my help? Let me see your injury."

Su Ci leaned over and reached out to untie Huo Yuting's bath towel around his waist.

Huo Yuting's temples were throbbing, he hurriedly took a step back, reached out his hand to cover his towel, and snapped, "Su Ci, can you be more reserved?"

Why are you so proficient in unraveling men's bath towels?

Su Ci also realized that her movements were too violent, so she withdrew her hand resentfully, and argued in a low voice: "I don't care about you! Can you see it yourself?"

Huo Yuting: "...Yes."

Worried that Su Ci would touch him again, Huo Yuting put oil on the soles of his feet, and went back to the bathroom to apply ointment.

When he finished taking the medicine and came out, Su Ci had already changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed.

Seeing him coming out, her eyes were shining brightly, as if countless stars had been shattered and sprinkled into those eyes.

Huo Yuting suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his heart, he wanted to kiss her.

Huo Yuting suddenly came to his senses as his sexy Adam's apple rolled.

Realizing what he was thinking, his face darkened, and he went straight to a bathrobe from the closet to change into.

Seeing him walking towards the bed, Su Ci thought he was going to sleep with her, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

But before she could say anything, the man hugged the pillow and went to the sofa to lie down.

Su Ci sat up from the bed angrily, and asked him, "Why did you sleep there?"

Huo Yuting got up slowly, with his elbows resting on the back of the sofa, looking at her leisurely, "Mrs. Shen, sleeping with her is another price."

Su Ci laughed angrily at him, "What? I haven't given you enough?"

The corners of Huo Yuting's lips raised slightly, "I'm a principled person, and I only make legitimate money."

Su Ci glared at him angrily, then lay down again.

This time she turned sideways with her back to Huo Yuting, leaving only her back.

Huo Yuting reminded in a good mood: "Remember to turn off the lights."

Su Ci suddenly sat up from the bed, turned off the light, and lay down again.

Huo Yuting seemed to have discovered something interesting, even his unfurled brows and eyes were stained with a smile.

He found that when Su Ci was angry, he was as naive as a child, and his eyes seemed to be able to speak, which could be seen through at a glance.

Unlike those people in the organization... no matter who they face, they always wear a mask.

Between him and those people, there are only interests, no feelings.

If you want to survive, you have to make yourself strong enough, so strong...without a single weakness.

Huo Yuting put his right hand under his head and secretly clicked his tongue.

It's really beautiful here, there is no bloody storm, no cannibalism, and intrigue.

He was a little reluctant to leave.

Su Ci didn't fall asleep either, a line of tears silently flowed down the corners of her eyes, across her cheeks, and finally sank into her black hair.

She bit her lip, not daring to make a sound.

Two years ago, when Shen Zhiyan said that her blood was the antidote they had dreamed of, she guessed that if the organization knew about it, they would never let him go easily.

Just now she saw that Huo Yuting's arm was covered with dense pinholes, some were new and some were old.

Probably all left over when the blood was drawn.

As long as he thinks that he has been used as a human blood bank for those people's experiments in the past two years, Su Ci's heart seems to be torn in two by someone.

At this time, a deep voice suddenly came from the room, "Su Ci?"

Su Ci moved but didn't turn around, "Huh?"

"Haven't you slept yet?"

"No."

"Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"Oh."

Just an "oh"?

The corners of Su Ci's lips twitched slightly, she sat up from the bed, turned on the bedside lamp again, and looked in the direction of the sofa, "Are you being too perfunctory?"

Huo Yuting laughed softly, sat up from the sofa, and looked at the figure on the bed, "You are the patron, you have the final say. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Only then did Su Ci show a satisfied smile, and beckoned to him, "Come here."

"What are you doing? I'm not selling myself!" Huo Yuting lazily leaned on the back of the sofa, and raised his eyelids to look at Su Ci.

Su Ci was speechless, "I asked you to come and chat with me, I didn't ask you to sell yourself."

"Oh, I should have said it earlier." Huo Yuting had a smile on his lips, his face was still the same, but there was a trace of ruffian on his body.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, leaning back against the head of the bed, with his hands under his head, with a casual look.

"What are you talking about?"

Su Ci pulled his arm down, and gently rubbed his fingertips on his arm.

After being touched by her like this, the smile on Huo Yuting's face suddenly disappeared, and he slowly straightened up, trying to pull his arm back.

However, Su Ci clenched it even tighter, staring straight at the place full of pinholes.

Huo Yuting's heart couldn't help but twitched, he didn't know what Su Ci wanted to do.

At this time, she slowly raised her head, her eyes were already moist, and her eye sockets were flushed.

"Does it hurt?"

Huo Yuting stared blankly at Su Ci, seeing clearly the distressed look in those eyes, the high wall he had finally rebuilt in his heart fell apart in an instant, and it was too broken to be put together again.

After living for so long, everyone around him said that he had a special physique and that God chose him.

No matter how much suffering you endure, it is worth it.

But no one has ever asked him if it hurts.

It hurts, how could it not hurt?

One injection is one injection of blood.

The gang of waste in their laboratory could not research anything in the end, and failed again and again.

Every time they failed, his blood had to be drawn.

He can only be a mobile blood bank, on call to provide them with fresh blood.

Those people had no skills, but they asked him to pay for them.

Everyone felt that it was right for him to have his blood drawn and treated as an experimental subject.

Su Ci was the first person to ask him if it hurts.