Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

After Huo Shichuan returned to the master bedroom, he went straight into the bathroom.

The sound of the water was in an uproar, hiding all the movement, only occasionally letting out a few hoarse gasps.

When he walked out of the bathroom wearing only home pants, he picked up the mobile phone with the blinking breathing light while brushing his short wet hair.

Unlock the screen, and a message from the top of WeChat pops up.

It was sent to him four or ten minutes ago by Tang Suiwan.

[Sui Sui] This box?

Huo Shichuan left the box on purpose. At this time, his fingertips moved slightly and he sent a voice directly.

"The time is too short, let's just take it for a while, and it will get better after a while."

Tang Suiwan hadn't fallen asleep yet. After Huo Shichuan's voice was sent, he only looked at the "the other party is typing..." that popped up repeatedly on it, and finally only replied him with a cat nodding emoticon.

Looking at the fluffy cat with its head nodding, Huo Shichuan pursed his lips, his eyes were soft.

The next day Huo Shichuan got up very early, because Tang Suiwan had classes in the first quarter of the morning.

He seldom had such a serious moment. He straightened his hair in front of the mirror. Ben habitually took out a suit and put it back after thinking about it.

Sending the little girl to school, if he was still wearing a neat suit, he would be too much like an elder in Tang Suiwan.

Huo Shichuan rummaged through the closet and found a beige casual shirt paired with charcoal black trousers.

When the door of the master bedroom was opened, the door of the second bedroom just next to it was also opened.

It's been a long time since Tang Suiwan got up so early.

Huo Shichuan had made a fuss last night, so it wasn't easy to fall asleep, and since he didn't go to school for more than a year in his past and present lives, his mood was inevitably complicated.

Struggling until the early hours of the morning before finally falling asleep.

The little girl yawned, still feeling sleepy, and was about to wash her face.

By the way, I greeted Huo Shichuan, "Good morning."

Just as he took a step, he stepped back again, his sleepy eyes widened, and he looked at the man's outfit today.

Huo Shichuan's jaw tightened, and he pretended to be nonchalant and asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

He was so different from usual.

The blown fluffy hair was scattered on the forehead, softening the too sharp and cold eyebrows.

The beige shirt is soft in tone, with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline, revealing a small piece of well-exercised chest.

He is tall and has long legs with good proportions. His slim black trousers wrap his strong leg muscles, and he wears dark gray slippers under his feet.

It looks unexpectedly soft and casual, completely devoid of cold and aggressiveness.

Let Huo Shichuan like this go outside for a walk, no one would dare to recognize him.

"Why are you dressed like this today..." Tang Suwan tilted her head, trying to find an appropriate adjective, "Such a college student."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Suiwan realized something slowly.

Huo Shichuan was not very old.

He studied abroad, was talented and willing to work hard, so he directly skipped a grade and went to graduate school, completed his studies ahead of schedule and returned to China.

He was only 22 years old when he took over the Huo family. Considering his age, he is only 25 this year.

If he had gone to school step by step in China, he might still be in graduate school.

It's just that the man usually has cold brows and cold eyes, his whole body is sullen and gloomy, and he is respected respectfully by the people around him, making it easy for people to ignore his age.

Tang Suiwan's heart softened, her eyes were clear, and her bright red lips curled into a sweet smile.

"I'm going to wash my face, you can eat first."

Huo Shichuan nodded, his eyes dropped, and he seemed to glance at the little girl's hand unintentionally.

A little silvery white cold light reflected off the spotlight in the corridor, and dazzled out of the corner of the eye.

It also made the man hook his lips in relaxation.

……

The warm and hot water rustled against the white inner wall of the washbasin. Tang Suiwan stretched out her hand to scoop up the water, but she thought of something, and suddenly withdrew her hand.

She turned off the faucet first, and raised her right hand to her face.

The fingers are long and slender, white as snow, with a touch of powder on the joints.

Very beautiful hands, to the extent that they can even be used as hand models.

At this time, the ring finger of his right hand was wearing a silver ring, with a Mobius ring connected in the middle, and the rest of the ring was full of diamonds.

It was a pair of rings in the box left by Huo Shichuan last night.

Tang Suiwan took off the ring and placed it gently under the mirror cabinet.

Obviously, he could wait until he washed and went back to his room to put it on, but before opening the door in the morning, Tang Suiwan hesitated for a few seconds before turning back and going back to put it on.

The cold silver-white ring was warmed by the body temperature at the base of the fingers, which felt strange.

After rebirth, many things happened beyond Tang Suiwan's expectations, whether it was the mother's unknown life experience or marriage.

And Huo Shichuan also showed a particularly strong and paranoid side in front of her.

Because of her physical problems in the previous life, Huo Shichuan's attitude was more like taking good care of a piece of fragile porcelain, cherishing and being cautious, almost moved all his work to his home, and refused to leave her for half a step.

The most intimate contact between the two is the kind of sleeping on the same bed, purely under the quilt.

And now, she even...

Thinking back to the scenes of last night again in her mind, Tang Suiwan squeezed her slightly hot ears, shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

She washed her face very quickly, she had a good foundation, her plain face was delicate and agile, and the red moles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have absorbed enough water, and they were translucent and burning red.

Bringing the ring back to the root of the finger, Tang Suiwan walked to the dining table.

Huo Shichuan had already sat down, but he didn't move his chopsticks, obviously waiting for her.

On the dining table was the round buns that my aunt had made in the morning. Tang Suiwan checked the time before sitting down and eating.

She got up early and had no appetite, so she took a pink pig bun and bit it slowly, occasionally scooping up millet porridge and taking a sip.

When Tang Sui Wan put down his chopsticks, Huo Shichuan took over the remaining buns on the plate very naturally, and finished one in two or three mouthfuls, with a slight frown on his brows.

Seeing Tang Suiwan felt like laughing.

"You don't need to accommodate me like this," the little girl said softly, propping her head with her hands, "You don't like bean paste buns, so just ask Auntie to make a few less."

"I'm afraid you don't have enough to eat." Huo Shichuan said briefly.

Because of his previous experience, he didn't have the bad habits of being extravagant and voluptuous in the wealthy circle. After cleaning up the food on his plate, the man raised his eyebrows at Tang Suiwan.

Tang Suiwan glanced at the half bowl of millet porridge left in his hand, and dragged it to himself with some guilt, "I'll eat it when I come back tonight."

"If you want to drink at night, let auntie cook it." Huo Shichuan said calmly, stretched his arms directly, and brought the porcelain bowl in front of him.

It was the rice porridge that Tang Suiwan hadn't finished eating, and the used bowl and spoon.

Huo Shichuan's expression remained unchanged, and he ate very naturally.

Instead, the little girl lowered her eyes, a little embarrassed.

In my memory, only my father, Tangluan, did the thing of eating what she couldn't finish.

But now, Huo Shichuan was sitting across from him, taking over this habit very naturally.

When he raised his hand to scoop the porridge, the plain ring on his ring finger was shining brightly.

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It was already 07:30 when we went out after eating.

Fortunately, Huo Shichuan's house was close to the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts, so Ju Yi helped move the unfinished oil paintings to the car.

—— Huo Shichuan specifically instructed that the driver drove a Land Rover, the cheapest luxury car in a row of parking spaces, today.

When Tang Suiwan heard Ju Yi talking about it with a smile, his face was numb.

Well, it's only about 100 million, which is really cheap.

When Land Rover drove to the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, there were still 10 minutes for class.

Tang Suiwan got out of the car briskly, waved to Huo Shichuan who was sitting in the back row, and smiled, "Go to work, come back later."

She had to go to the eighth class first, and then went to the counselor with Huo Shichuan when there was no class in the second class.

Huo Shichuan nodded, as if he was very obedient, and only insisted that Ju Yi help Tang Suiwan carry the oil painting to the classroom.

"Ma'am, just leave this trivial matter to me, and you can show me the way." Ju Yi hugged the oil painting and bowed his head respectfully.

Tang Suiwan had no choice but to take the lead and walk into the campus.

And Huo Shichuan, who said he deserved it and said without changing his face, that he was going to the company, lazily leaned back on the seat and opened the notebook he was carrying in the car.

He took out his mobile phone, and there were already three missed calls in the silent mobile phone, all of which belonged to the same number.

He looked down for a few seconds before sneering.

When the fourth call came in, he finally answered it slowly.

"Patriarch Wen, what's the matter, you are a busy person and you are free to call me today?"

Huo Shichuan's tone was indifferent, the bodhi beads slipped off his wrist bones, making a small sound when touching the notebook case.

Wen Yanshan cursed secretly on the other end of the phone, and responded with a smirk, "No, I haven't contacted Huo Xiaoyou for a long time. How is the Huo family recently?"

Huo Shichuan casually rolled the mouse, "It's pretty good. But I heard that the Wen family doesn't seem to be doing well?"

Wen Yanshan felt heartbroken by his knowingly asking the truth.

The businesses of the Wen family's companies were robbed, the suppliers broke contracts, and the orders were dropped. Aren't they all caused by this young and discerning Huo Shichuan?

Seeing that a large sum of money had been lost like running water in the past two days, Wen Yanshan couldn't sit still, and called Huo Shichuan in a hurry.

Hearing the sarcasm in Huo Shichuan's tone, Wen Yanshan gritted his teeth and stopped playing around in circles.

"Patriarch Huo, let me tell you straight, what will you do to let our Wen family go."

Huo Shichuan raised his eyes coldly, his eyebrows were high and his eye sockets were deep, and his brows and eyes were full of cruelty, which was especially terrifying.

There was a cold smile on his lips, but his tone was extremely gentle, "Does Master Wen know about the stupid things Wen Changyi did?"

Like a storm coming.

Wen Yanshan had guessed in his heart, but he still couldn't believe what he learned from Huo Shichuan.

"Patriarch Huo, this is not enough, is it?"

"Master Wen doesn't know anything now." Huo Shichuan twirled the string of beads with his fingertips, biting the words tenderly.

"In the Huo family, my wife is the most honorable one!"