Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

The bathroom door was knocked open. Huo Mingzheng grabbed Fu Yan's hips and pushed her against the wall. Warm water gurgled into the bathtub. The man gasped, kissing her and tearing off his coat.

The person in his arms was breathless after kissing her. Huo Minzheng let go slightly and leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers. He wiped away her tears with his fingers and said hoarsely, "You are mine."

The bathrobe straps were loosened at her wrists.

Fu Yan's bathrobe slipped off and got stuck where the two of them were touching each other. It swayed with the man's increasingly fierce movements and fell to the ground.

"Well..." Fu Yan raised his neck impatiently.

The man kissed her, leaving a series of kiss marks on the delicate white skin.

The tight insteps extended to the crooked and red toes. Fu Yan was going crazy. He scratched Huo Mingzheng's back with his nails to resist the whirlwind of passion, and looked at him with a pair of red bloodshot eyes full of resentment.

The man covered her eyes with his warm and rough fingers, biting her lower lip in punishment, "Don't look at me like that."

"Fu Yan, I'm afraid I can't bear it."

Can't help what?

"what--"

The world was spinning, Fu Yan was thrown into the bathtub by Huo Mingzheng, and the man's tall body followed him. In the splashing water, the madness in Huo Mingzheng's eyes was ready to come out, and Fu Yan was instantly drowned like a roaring wave.

I don't know how much time passed, but after several peaks, Fu Yan couldn't bear the dizziness and vaguely heard the ringing of his cell phone.

The ringing rang for a long time, and after automatically hanging up, it rang again, as if no one answered, and it was endless.

Huo Minzheng stood up and took out his mobile phone from his coat that fell on the ground. Fu Yan couldn't see his expression, but felt that the man who was just floating in the sea of ​​desire was suddenly filled with chills.

He put the mobile phone to his ear, and Fu Yan only heard him say: "Xiaoqin."

Xiaoqin...

Xiaoqin...

The man didn't even look back at her, he picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and walked out of the bathroom.

A hole was dug in her heart in an instant, the cold wind howled through her, and her bones ached. She couldn't muster the strength to get up from the bathtub, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

In her dream, she saw Huo Minzheng hugging Li Qin. She was so painful that she could not speak. Watching them walk away, she chased after them, calling Huo Minzheng's name, but her voice was blown away by the wind in the wilderness.

She cried hysterically and struggled to wake up from her dream.

There were clearly traces of Huo Minzheng's visit in the bathroom, but the water in the bathtub had long since turned cold.

She was frozen all over, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom in a daze, and fell directly on the big bed.

When she opened her eyes again, it was completely dark, and her throat felt burning. She touched her hot forehead and got up with difficulty.

The electronic clock on the bedside table showed half past nine in the evening.

She actually slept for so long.

She still had the cold medicine prescribed at Qin Heng Hospital last time. Regardless of whether she had a bacterial infection or a cold, she opened her burning eyes and found a medicine that was almost suitable for her symptoms. She took two pills and went back to bed.

When I woke up early the next morning, my fever was gone, but my head was still a little dizzy. I should take some medicine and it should be fine.

She got up and put on her clothes. When she saw the hickeys on her body, she couldn't help but think back to the scene yesterday afternoon.

Her eyes suddenly felt hot, and she hurriedly interrupted her thoughts. She bit her trembling lips and held her breath to get dressed, fearing that tears would fall uncontrollably as soon as she took a breath.

The Fujian restaurant downstairs is an old restaurant that cannot be found on the takeout app. The breakfast there is very popular and is often full in the early morning.

Fu Yan likes to eat the hot noodle soup there.

The refreshing and chewy hand-made noodles, coupled with thick bone soup, the owner's homemade scallion oil and chili sauce, are delicious and fragrant.

Xiaoxia said that when you are in a bad mood, eat something you like and everything will pass.

She never believed this, so she became so sick that she went to the doctor in a hurry.

She put on her clothes and opened the door and went out. The temperature in Nancheng had dropped last night, and the air really had the smell of early winter.

Fu Yan put her hands in her pockets and walked forward slowly until she reached the Fujian restaurant. It was indeed full. She went to the ordering counter and ordered a hot noodle soup to take away, and sat on a small stool next to her to wait.

The boss used an old chest of drawers to place the TV. The [-]-inch TV screen was not big, but no one paid attention to the content played on it. What they wanted was a lively atmosphere.

A middle-aged man sitting close to the TV was still waiting for breakfast. He picked up the remote control to select a channel and muttered: "These reporters are also free. Rich people pick up people at the airport and it's worth taking pictures. Do you have to follow me when you go to the toilet?"

People nearby laughed and said, "This is the difference between rich people and ordinary people. Who can see our lives?"

The screen flashed by and Fu Yan stiffened.

In the scene just now, surrounded by several bodyguards, the tall and straight Huo Minzheng was protecting someone in his arms. She didn't see clearly who it was. Thinking of the phone call Huo Minzheng received yesterday afternoon, she had a strong premonition in her heart. .

Maybe Li Qin.

She... has returned home?

Fu Yan's originally unhappy face suddenly turned pale. She sat blankly in her seat. The boss called her a few times, and the people next to her pushed her, "Girl, your face is ready!"

There was a ringing in his ears, and it took Fu Yan a while to come to his senses. He took the packaged noodles in despair, got up and left.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!" The boss hurried to the door.

Suddenly, a tall, handsome man with long legs stopped him and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"twelve."

The man took out a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and handed it over, "No need to look for it."

Then, he caught up with Fu Yan.

Fu Yan was walking on the road. The flower garden next to it was being repaired in the past few days. There were some bricks piled on the roadside, and there were a few scattered ones. Fu Yan didn't see the road clearly and stumbled. A strong big hand held her from behind. arms.

"Be careful."

Fu Yan looked at the soup and noodles spilled on the ground in despair.

Fu Jing's heart ached. Seeing that her face was as pale as a fragile porcelain doll, he stood carefully in front of her, blocking the strange gazes of passers-by.

He then picked up the debris on the ground and threw it into the trash can. He took Fu Yan's hand and said, "I'll take you home."

Fu Yan came to his senses, avoided his hand, and said politely and distantly: "I can just go back by myself, you shouldn't appear here."

Fu Jing was worried about her condition and followed her step by step.

Before the elevator arrived, she took the stairs directly and went upstairs step by step. She forgot that she was dizzy and her body swayed. Fu Jing quickly stepped forward to catch her fallen body.

His face darkened, he lifted her up and strode up the stairs to the door of Fu Yan's house. He took out the key from her pocket, opened the door and went in.

In the darkness of the corner, someone took out a camera and quickly took a few photos. Fu Jing turned sideways and dug into Fu Yan's pocket. From this angle, it looked like the two were kissing.