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

It was pouring rain outside the window, with lightning and thunder.

After the thunder, the sound of the raging wind and rain was blocked outside the window, and an increasingly heavy and chaotic atmosphere filled the house.

Hua Yan's hands were tightly around Fu Hanlin's neck.

I was so embarrassed that I didn't know how to start.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, and her hot breath brushed against the man's shoulder. Because of the dim light, she did not notice the bulging veins on the man's neck, which trembled with the flow of blood.

The skin on the shoulders and neck is hot and red.

"What's wrong?" Fu Hanlin's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his voice was too hoarse.

Hua Yan curled up in his arms and shook her head after a while.

Neither of them mentioned the accident that had just happened.

As if it never happened.

It was just that the power was out in the summer, the air conditioner stopped working, and it was raining heavily, so the windows were closed.

The air in the room is not circulating and it is as stuffy as a steamer.

Both of them were sweating.

The thin layer of clothes was soaked with sweat and stuck together, making it look like she was not wearing anything.

Especially when Hua Yan hugged him tightly just now, she unconsciously rubbed against his chest.

The humid and hot air rose between the two of them.

Fu Hanlin held her hand, his palm was burning hot, and the wet and sticky sweat made him tighten his grip involuntarily.

He looked down at the little girl in his arms in the light of lightning outside the window and was really scared.

His face, which was already small to begin with, turned pale with fear, like a thin piece of paper. Sweat dripped down his cheeks, as if it was about to melt.

He didn't even know why his heart softened.

That emotion turned into water, flowed into the blood, and flowed to every corner of the body.

In the darkness, he lowered his head, gently touched the top of her head with his lips, and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Hua Yan was not sure whether she was having an illusion, but she tightened her arms around Fu Hanlin's neck a little more.

"It's too tight, relax a little."

Fu Hanlin wanted her to relax.

Hua Yan obediently loosened some of her strength.

But with Fu Hanlin's hands holding her steadily, after her emotions were calmed down, she slowly loosened her hands and was carried by Fu Hanlin to the other side of the sofa.

After Fu Hanlin got the phone, he immediately turned on the flashlight.

Only then did he put Hua Yan on the sofa.

A beam of light lit up in the darkness, illuminating a small area of ​​the surrounding sky and earth.

Hua Yan was enveloped by the light and recalled being locked at home as a child. In the darkness of a power outage, she clawed at the door, hoping that a beam of light would appear.

She looked at Fu Hanlin steadily.

The side profile of the man is particularly three-dimensional and profound in the light and shadow, with a high nose bridge and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses above.

He held up his phone and turned the flashlight to maximum brightness.

Before he turned around, Hua Yan had already retracted her gaze.

She curled up on the sofa, silently clutching the collar around her chest to suppress her raging heartbeat.

She was afraid that someone would see her secret in such a dark night.

A ridiculous and unrealistic secret.

"Come with me to the entrance and check the electric meter."

Hua Yan came back to her senses, nodded, and stood up from the sofa.

Following closely behind Fu Hanlin.

Suddenly, a warm and wet hand held her hand.

Hua Yan was startled and looked at the man.

Fu Hanlin didn't even turn his head or say a word, but just quietly led her to the entrance.

His back was wet with sweat. Hua Yan clenched her fingers and took out a piece of paper as she passed the dining table. She held it in her hand, hesitating whether to wipe the sweat off his face.

However, the entrance hall was soon reached.

Fu Hanlin opened the cabinet door on top of the entrance hall and the electric meter was inside.

It’s just that the door is a little taller than him, so it’s not convenient to open it with one hand.

He let go of Hua Yan's hand and said, "Hold the phone for me."

Hua Yan took his phone with both hands.

The residual warmth on the phone was the same as the residual warmth on her hand.

Fu Hanlin opened the door of the electric meter. "Sure enough, it tripped. I seldom come here to stay. The key is with me. I was away when the power grid staff inspected it. It's a bit old."

Fu Hanlin said as he turned the power switch up.

I heard a beeping sound from the dishwasher in the kitchen and the lights in the living room suddenly came on.

Fu Hanlin closed the door of the electric meter and looked down at Hua Yan beside him.

She turned to look at the light in the living room. The light at the entrance was a little dimmer, and the light from the mobile phone shone vaguely on her profile, making it hazy.

The sweat-soaked hair stuck to her cheeks, the inky black hair set off her creamy skin, and the originally hot and humid air seemed to have a hint of sweetness.

Fu Hanlin's eyes fell deeply on her red lips.

When she was hugging him before, the touch that brushed against the corner of his lips was overly soft.

"Mr. Fu, your cell phone."

Hua Yan's voice brought Fu Hanlin back to his senses.

He glanced at his phone, then at the petite girl in front of him. A drop of sweat dripped down her cheek, from her chin to her collar, and then down her collarbone...

The phone was not taken away for a long time. Hua Yan looked at him doubtfully, "Mr. Fu..."

Suddenly, a warm and strong hand grabbed her wrist. Hua Yan's hand trembled due to the unexpected impact and her phone fell to the ground.

The flashlight shone upwards from the ground, enveloping both of them in a halo of light.

Looking at Fu Hanlin who was so close to her, Hua Yan's whole body was tense, blood was surging in her veins, her heart beat faster and her breathing became more disordered.

Fu Hanlin raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat on her cheek. The thin callus on the tip of his thumb rubbed across her delicate skin. Her face was like a flower covered with dew in the early morning, trembling gently in the wind.

The face against his palm flushed softly, and Fu Hanlin couldn't help but tighten the grip on her wrist. He took a step forward with his long legs, and his tall body pressed even closer to her.

Hua Yan lowered her eyebrows helplessly and pursed her lips.

The upper lip lightly rubbed the lower lip and bounced slightly.

Little did she know that there was a deep darkness in the man's eyes, as if he wanted to devour everything. The thumb that was wiping her cheek was wet with sweat, and it slid to the corner of her mouth and pressed her lower lip.

"Fu..."

She was so nervous that she could not speak, and her single words trembled.

However, at this moment, Fu Hanlin's cell phone that fell to the ground rang.