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

Huo Cheng was only wearing a set of thin pajamas, and was dragged off the half-person-high carved bed, while the floor was still scattered with sawdust flying up from the broken wooden door.

He held Huo Shichuan's hand tightly, his face was already flushed from lack of oxygen, his eyeballs were bulging, ho ho, it was hard to say.

The severe pain from all over the body already made the slight sting of sawdust piercing the skin seem so insignificant.

But Huo Shichuan didn't stop there.

All the lights on the fourth floor had been turned on, and the elders of Huo's family, who had hurriedly put on their coats, stood in the corridor, looking in disbelief at the way Huo Shichuan walked out in a leisurely manner.

Huo Shiguang's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He took two steps forward and tried to ask, "Patriarch, what's the matter?"

Huo Shichuan's lips curled slightly, "Want to know?"

His eyes were cold and piercing, sweeping across the few people who were looking at him in fear, his red lips seemed to drink blood treacherously, "Then come down and wait."

After he finished speaking, he brushed past Huo Shiguang, dragged Huo Cheng who was like a dead dog, and walked directly downstairs.

Huo Cheng's body was allowed to bump and bump on the mahogany stairs, his entire face was distorted and deformed by the severe pain.

The whole Huo family's main house was lit, but it was extremely silent. Huo Shiguang hurried upstairs with a sullen face and called the four elders to get up, and went back to his room to change his clothes.

Those who dared not go downstairs were still dawdling, and waited until Huo Shiguang came out before rushing forward and lowering their voices.

"How did Huo Cheng provoke that one?"

Huo Shiguang narrowed his eyes slightly, but shook his head slightly, "I don't know."

Being able to deal with Huo Shichuan so ruthlessly was an attitude of not caring whether Huo Cheng could survive like this.

Think things will not be small.

The movement of 30 people going downstairs was pitifully small, and everyone acted lightly for fear of attracting the evil god's attention. When the four elders came down in the elevator and saw the strange silence in the living room, it was rare that they didn't say anything. He sat down on the sofas on both sides of the living room.

In the whole living room, there was only the hoarse and painful panting of Huo Shiguang who was lying on the carpet in the middle.

And Huo Shichuan was sitting on the sofa in the middle, with his long legs crossed, and his posture was leisurely, as if he was carelessly twirling the string of bodhi beads.

"Everyone is here?" In the dead silence, the man suddenly spoke out, his voice was low and hoarse, but no one dared to appreciate it.

It also made the juniors of the Huo family almost shake into sieves.

Even Huo Shiguang, a good old man who has always been used to smoothing things over, was rarely silent. Only Ju Yi, who was standing behind Huo Shichuan, cast his eyes on everyone and counted the number of people.

Then he bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Mr. Huo, there is one less person."

The people present immediately looked at each other, wondering who was so bold and didn't go downstairs for a long time.

"Really?" Huo Shichuan leaned back, full of pride and arrogance, as if he casually nodded.

"Auntie in the lobby, please go and see who hasn't come down yet."

The expression of the named woman changed, and she subconsciously glanced at Huo Shiguang beside her.

After receiving a slight nod from Huo Shiguang, he gritted his teeth and walked out of the crowd, "Okay, Patriarch."

In the eyes of everyone, Wen Yiliu walked up the stairs slowly.

When she came down again, she was followed by a woman wearing a long cashmere coat, her face was pale, and her steps were slightly staggering.

Huo Cheng, who was lying on the ground and managed to relieve the severe pain, was a little agitated when he saw the person coming down. He groaned twice and managed to force out the words, "Huo Shichuan, you..."

Huo Shichuan didn't raise his eyes, "I remember I said just now, let you roll down consciously."

Ye Yiyi trembled slightly.

She has a delicate and graceful appearance. Because she is favored by Huo Cheng and is well maintained, the 40-year-old woman still has a graceful figure and a smooth face.

At this time, with red eyes, he said softly, "I, I sprained my ankle..."

Ye Yiyi's eyelashes fluttered just after planting, and she glanced at Huo Cheng who was in a state of distress on the ground, with tears in her eyes, "Shi Chuan, I know you don't like me, so I never show up in front of you, but you don't have to treat your father like this." ... Anyway, he is also your father!"

Huo Shichuan pursed his lips slightly, propped his head with one hand, and looked at Ye Yiyi casually.

It's like a weak willow supporting the wind, a stubborn and weak little white lotus with green tea.

Now I don't see the posture of showing off my might in front of him.

"Okay, then go and help him up." Huo Shichuan sneered in a low voice, and ordered in a soft voice.

The tears in Ye Yiyi's eyes turned, and she was so shocked by Huo Shichuan's words that she almost didn't take them back.

What does he mean?

Come over with such a big posture, and now let go easily?

Ye Yiyi knew very well that her performance was mainly for Huo Cheng and the Huo family, and she never expected Huo Shichuan to believe it.

Although Huo Shichuan was ruthless and crazy, Huo Cheng's father's identity had to be considered after all. As long as she held Huo Cheng's heart firmly, nothing would happen.

She was still guessing Huo Shichuan's intentions in amazement, Huo Cheng who was lying on the ground couldn't bear it anymore.

His face twitched violently due to the pain, and Huo Shichuan grabbed his collar and dragged him from the fourth floor to the living room, even breathing was painful.

Looking at Huo Shichuan, his eyes were almost bleeding with hatred.

He hissed Ye Yiyi, "Yiyi, come help me."

Ye Yiyi bit her lip, looked at the Huo family who were standing around and didn't dare to make a sound, the elders who usually like to point and point the most also watched from the sidelines and averted her gaze.

A bunch of trash.

Under Huo Cheng's urging, Ye Yiyi had no choice but to step forward, supporting the man's arm to make Huo Cheng stand up.

It's just that Huo Cheng's body was puffy, and every movement at this time was in severe pain like tearing, and almost all the weight of his body was pressed on her arms, making Ye Yiyi panting, and secretly rolled his eyes.

Next to them is the mahogany coffee table in the living room.

Ye Yiyi couldn't bear it any longer, she grabbed the man's arm and leaned against the coffee table, "Ah Cheng, I'm a little weak, can you lean here first?"

Huo Cheng felt sorry for his wife's weakness, and when he heard that delicate tone, he nodded in pain, and raised his hand to grab the edge of the coffee table.

Huo Shiguang stood in the crowd, patiently watching Huo Shichuan.

He, a good nephew, can suddenly break into the main house so angry, will it make them feel better?

Obviously impossible.

Sure enough, Huo Shichuan half closed his eyes, listening to Huo Cheng and Ye Yiyi's conversation calmly, suddenly chuckled, and leaned slightly, "The relationship between the two is really good."

The words were hoarse, and the protruding browbones immersed those dark eyes in an indelible shadow.

Seeing that Huo Cheng and Ye Yiyi were a little stiff, Huo Shichuan's smile deepened and he continued to speak.

"By the way, have you ever heard of the name Liang Dong?"