The beloved one of the rich brother

"How could this happen?" Murong Tai couldn't help but look at his son Murong Feng.

Murong Feng frowned and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he slowly said, "Since you are resisting, we can only take you by surprise."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to the female doctor standing beside him and gave an order: "Light up some calming aromatherapy inside, and then get started!"

The female doctor nodded slightly to show that she understood, then led the nurse into the room quietly and began to prepare for the subsequent acupuncture treatment.

Huo Chengluo was a little worried and couldn't let go, so he followed him into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Huo Chengluo saw Wen Yiyu being carefully turned over with his back facing up.

Then, the acupuncture treatment began. The tiny silver needle gently pierced into her smooth and delicate back, and her body trembled slightly, as if she wanted to struggle.

Seeing this, Huo Chengluo quickly squatted down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly to comfort her.

The female doctor seized the opportunity, concentrated her energy, and accurately inserted the silver needles into the corresponding acupuncture points. As time went on, Wen Yiyu's entire back was covered with silver needles, and then she began to insert needles into her arms.

At this moment, Wen Yiyou suddenly woke up, her eyes suddenly opened, and her body began to struggle and resist instinctively. Seeing this, Huo Chengluo hurriedly leaned over, held her cheeks with both hands, pressed her lips against hers, and murmured: "Yiyi, be good, don't move, I'm here with you."

Hearing this, Wen Yiyu paused for a moment, quietly feeling the warm touch on his lips.

The female doctor saw the opportunity and quickly gave the patient an injection in the arm.

Her movements were swift and accurate, and she was obviously experienced. After finishing, the female doctor stood up, lowered her head slightly, and respectfully reported the progress to Huo Chengluo: "Mr. Huo, these needles can be removed in about half an hour."

Wen Yiyu, who was immersed in the close contact with Huo Chengluo, suddenly came back to her senses. She realized that there were other people around her. Her face turned red instantly, and shyness surged in her heart, making her want to break free.

Huo Chengluo noticed her intention in time. He held her hand tightly and said softly, "Be obedient and don't move."

Seeing this, the female doctor hurriedly took the nurse and left.

Wen Yiyou tried to raise her head and move her body, but was held down by the man. She pouted unwillingly and complained, "Why did you tie it up for me?"

Huo Chengluo held her cheeks with both hands, gently rubbing the tip of his nose against hers. He did not directly answer her question, but asked softly, "Does it not hurt?"

Wen Yiyu felt it carefully and found that his back did not feel as painful as he had expected.

But she still couldn't help but act coquettishly and scolded: "Even so, you can't give me a needle when I'm not paying attention. It's so annoying..."

"Hate?" Huo Chengluo repeated these two words in a low voice, as if he was savoring the meaning. "Hate who? Hate me?"

As he spoke, his thin lips lightly touched her soft lips.

Wen Yiyou stared blankly at the man in front of her with gentle and charming eyes.

After a long time without her response, the man still pressed on, "Huh? Do you really hate me?"

"No, no..." Wen Yiyu subconsciously wanted to shake her head to deny it, but was shocked to find that her face was being held in the man's warm hands and she couldn't move at all.

Huo Chengluo touched the corner of her mouth from time to time and asked inconspicuously, "Well, are you still afraid of acupuncture in the future?"

Wen Yiyou blinked, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid... I don't..."

"Are you still afraid?" Huo Chengluo interrupted her in time, sucked her lips gently, and whispered softly to her: "Afraid? Is it okay for me to be like this?"

Before he finished speaking, he, who had originally been squatting so that his eyes were level with her, now knelt on one knee and gradually deepened the kiss.

The man's movements were gentle and lingering, and the pleasant smell between his lips and tongue made Wen Yiyou forget everything else. She couldn't help but indulge in it.

It was not until she started to feel uncomfortable with the posture that she whimpered. The man noticed and withdrew a little, but the two of them were still intimately blending.

He rubbed her delicate lips and spoke again, "Baby, tell me, are you still afraid of this?"

"No, I'm not afraid anymore." Wen Yiyu pressed his face against the soft bed, panting and shaking his head.

At this moment, her heart was beating like a drum and her face was flushed with shyness.

"Well, my baby is really great and performed very well." Huo Chengluo raised the corner of his mouth and kissed her on the side of her face.

Her nose was still filled with the man's charming and unique scent. She turned her face to the side and met the man's fiery eyes. His low and seductive tone echoed in her ears. Wen Yiyu recalled what happened just now on the scene, and her face turned red.

Suddenly she realized that her upper body was naked. Soon, the blush on her face spread from her ears to her neck and quickly spread to her body. All of a sudden, her fair skin was visibly covered with a layer of pink.

When Huo Chengluo saw this wonderful and charming scene, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Wen Yiyu felt embarrassed for no reason and suddenly didn't dare to look him in the eye. She quickly turned away and buried her whole face in the bed sheet under her.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous and affectionate, as if an invisible veil was shrouding them, and both of them's breathing became a little rapid.

Just then, a crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded, breaking the quiet and beautiful atmosphere.

Then, there were soft footsteps outside the door, and a gentle voice said, "Mr. Huo, the time has come. I will take out the silver needle for the young lady."

Huo Chengluo nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He stood up slowly, his movements as graceful as a noble gentleman.

After a slight noise, there was a slight tingling sensation on her back. Wen Yiyu couldn't help but shudder, but soon, she heard the man's low and gentle soothing voice: "Yiyi, don't move!"

Wen Yiyu was so quiet that she didn't dare to move. After a moment, she felt that all the thin silver needles on her back and arms had been removed.

As soon as she moved her body a little, a soft and warm blanket was immediately covered on her.

Before she could turn around, the female doctor's voice rang out again: "Mr. Huo, Miss, the temperature of this medicine is just right now. You can drink it now."

Wen Yiyu turned around with difficulty under the blanket, pulled the blanket, slowly sat up, and then looked at the bowl of soup that was still steaming from the nurse's hand.

The bowl was filled with pitch-black Chinese medicine, which looked very bitter. Wen Yiyu's face instantly fell.

Seeing this, Huo Chengluo took the initiative to reach out and take the bowl of soup.