After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular
Chapter 61
Almost subconsciously, Huo Yu raised his hand and pressed the back of Xia Wan's head, making him get closer and closer to him.
The next moment, Xia Wan opened her lips and bit his wound.
It was very light, like a baby bird holding food, but Huo Yu couldn't help but froze all over, and then his whole heart became numb and hot.
Huo Yu snorted softly, then wrapped his arms around Xia Wan's waist, and picked him up without much effort.
Xia Wan was pressed against the handrail of the stairs, her eyes and lips were wet, and Huo Yu raised her face with her chin pinched.
The two looked at each other slightly for a moment.
At this moment, Huo Yu's eyes seemed to be deeper than before, but without the coldness of the past, they were like a warm and sweet vortex that could suck people in.
Xia Wan blinked, then opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could make a sound, Huo Yu lowered her head and bit her lips.
It's a very light suck.kiss.
Jerky but tender.
It made Xia Wan forget any tricks she had seen before, leaving only an instinctive response.
"Xia Wan." Huo Yu softly called Xia Wan's name between kisses.
Xia Wan stared in confusion, and could only utter a soft "hmm" in a nasal voice.
The tone was slightly long and very soft, which made Huo Yu's hand hooking his waist even harder.
They are like two small animals that have strayed into the passage of happiness by accident. One has only hatred in his heart since he was 15 years old, and the other has never expected to have the opportunity to live a normal life due to physical reasons...
At this moment, they embraced each other tightly by accident, leaning on the stairs, exploring and searching for happiness that they never thought of.
It wasn't until Xia Wan couldn't stand still that Huo Yu hooked his waist and raised his head.
He pursed his lips, looked at Xia Wan's slightly red lips under the light, lowered his head again, and took a bite moderately.
"Are you a dog?" Xia Wan couldn't help but licked the place where Huo Yu bit her, and asked in a low voice.
"Didn't you bite first?" Huo Yu lowered his head, pressed his forehead, and asked in a low voice.
His voice was already deep, but it was deliberately slowed down at this moment, and it was like a small brush, making Xia Wan itch all the way from his ears to his heart.
He pursed his lips, put his arms around Huo Yu's waist, and buried his face in the other's neck.
"Huo Yu." He followed Huo Yu's example and called out his name.
"En." Huo Yu's voice was very low, just beside his ear.
"Master." He called again.
Huo Yu seemed to smile a little, and responded kindly, then raised his hand to stroke his hair, and placed a kiss on his jet-black hair.
"Upstairs?" he said.
"Yeah." Xia Wan hugged Huo Yu for a while before slowly letting go, and was led upstairs by Huo Yu's wrist.
Xia Wan's wrist was very thin and slightly cool, and it was unexpectedly soft in the palm of his hand. Huo Yu didn't let go of it until he reached the door of Xia Wan's bedroom.
Huo Yu looked down at Xia Wan and said after a while, "Good night."
"Good night, young master." Xia Wan stood on tiptoe with a beating heart, kissed Huo Yu's cheek, and then quickly hid in the door.
The moment the door closed, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch his still moist lips, and pressed his beating heart.
So happy, so sweet, his heart felt like it was going to explode, and he was drowning.
Xia Wan was quiet for a moment, then took the phone.
The phone was twirled in his hand a few times before he threw it away again.
His eyes rolled, and then to the painting that was about to be completed.
Xia Wan went to the bathroom to take a shower with low water temperature, changed into a new set of clothes, and sat in front of the easel.
This painting is in the final stage, it was sketched out on a whim one night, and then he drew it intermittently for a week. Just before he came back tonight, he just contacted Cui Xiaoheng, and planned to take it to school tomorrow and give it to her to bring back to the covered bridge.
The colors on the canvas slowly merged, and finally turned into Huo Yu's face, a little cold, and looked up at him with a half-smile.
Xia Wan was startled, and then realized that she had adjusted the color wrong.
He put down the palette, then sat at the opposite desk and turned on the computer to start the live broadcast.
Because he felt that if he didn't share his joy and happiness, he would probably go crazy.
【Wow, brother airborne tonight, so happy. 】
[Are you bringing the goods today, brother?Want good toiletries. 】
[Wow, my younger brother's expression, I counted, must be a murderer. 】
【…】
Xia Wan couldn't help but groan and laugh when she saw the line "Desperately guilty of the peach blossom".
【Really?Really?is that true? 】
[Which guy is so lucky? 】
[Your brother's smile is too pretty, right?Ahhhhhhhhhh, I'm dead! ]
【…】
Xia Wan smiled and took out a bag of snacks from the drawer.
[It can be seen that my younger brother is happy, even eating pistachios for snacks, hahahaha...]
Xia Wan was really happy, even when eating, her eyes were full of smiles, and the style of the live broadcast was different from before. She talked more and laughed less.
Even if there is nothing particularly funny on the barrage, he can keep laughing.
When people kept asking who the other party was, Xia Wan mentioned her own three-dimensional dimension for the first time.
He said while eating a pistachio: "He is the most perfect person in this world."
[Oh! 】
Almost instantly, fireworks exploded in the live broadcast room.
The barrage and flowers densely covered the entire screen, as if the whole world was celebrating them.
And a wall away, when Huo Yu heard Xia Wan's words "He is the most perfect person in this world", he unconsciously clenched the half-wet towel in his hand.
Xia Wan's eyes were so bright and her smile was pure, it made him suddenly feel ashamed.
Because Xia Wan never knew how dark and crazy thoughts he had in his heart, and he never felt that there was any beauty in this world.
If he hadn't met Xia Wan, maybe Xia Wan would still be Xia Wan today, but Huo Yu would no longer be Huo Yu today.
Looking at the smiling Xia Wan in the camera, Huo Yu couldn't help breaking out in a thin layer of cold sweat.
If, if he hadn't met Xia Wan, what would his life trajectory be like?
Huo Yu could imagine it, and he was convinced that it had absolutely nothing to do with "perfection".
Huo Yu has been very busy recently, and went out for an interview early in the morning, so when Xia Wan came down with two dark circles under her eyes, she only saw Aunt Qin busy in the kitchen.
"Aunt Qin." Xia Wan yawned, "Is the young master gone?"
"I just left," Aunt Qin said, and couldn't help laughing again, "I don't know how the young master dawdled around today. He was probably waiting for you, Mr. Xiao, to get up."
Xia Wan paused for a moment, the disappointment of not seeing Huo Yu in the morning disappeared immediately, and her heart was bubbling sweetly.
After breakfast, he went upstairs to wrap up the painting that was finally completed after the live broadcast last night, and carried him into the taxi he had booked a long time ago.
Taking time, he and Cui Xiaoheng met at the school gate.
"Mr. Xia." Cui Xiaoheng put on a thin windbreaker, slim and cute, "Why did you bring the painting from outside today?"
"This one was painted at home." Xia Wan explained.
In the past, most of his oil paintings were completed in the dormitory or at Xia Chengzhang's place, and this time he supported the easel at Huo Yu's place.
The main reason is that Huo Yu is too tricky, he is afraid of being hit.
"Mr. Xia." Cui Xiaoheng took the painting into his arms and said with a smile, "Congratulations."
Xia Wan was stunned for a moment, and then realized, he smiled unconsciously: "Have you watched the live broadcast too?"
"Of course you have to watch Teacher Xia's live broadcast." Cui Xiaoheng immediately flattered, "Of course, it would be even better if Teacher Xia could devote more energy to painting."
Xia Wan has recently become a rising star in Langqiao, and also a cutting-edge oil painter in China.
Since the last art exhibition, the supply of his paintings has been in short supply and the prices have also been fired up.
Some specialized art brokers even accepted his paintings first, then resold them to earn the difference.
There are also many buyers who can't buy paintings in Langqiao, leaving messages or private contacts under his video account, hoping to trade privately.
However, Xia Wan rejected them one by one, and would still upload her other works and painting process there from time to time, and also exchange painting experience with others, and her popularity is getting higher and higher.
"That's not much?" Xia Wan was a little surprised, he felt that he was indeed very prolific, "I think I'm almost prolific like a sow."
Cui Xiaoheng giggled and finally let him go.
Xia Wan was walking on the road with his schoolbag on his back. It was only morning, and he began to miss Huo Yu.
After all, they have only been together for a few minutes since they fell in love, and it's really not worthwhile to be separated by a wall.
He even began to consider whether to rent a parking space in a nearby parking lot. If he drives to and from school, he should be able to go home every day.
While thinking wildly, he had already arrived at the dormitory, and as soon as the door opened, Su Tang and Fu Ling immediately surrounded him.
"What's the situation?" The two men discussed it and asked in unison.
Xia Wan froze for a moment.
It's rare that he has always been very open. He often talks about how harmonious his life with Huo Yu X is in the dormitory. He has a lot of experience in various postures and postures. For the first time, he became a little shy.
"What?" Su Tang asked directly, "Did you have a heat last night?"
"I'm not a cat!" Xia Wan was angrily.
"Wan Wan," Fu Ling couldn't help being curious, "Have you changed your style?"
Xia Wan endured it, desperately resisting the desire to share happiness with her roommates.
After finally fooling the two of them, he quickly climbed onto the bed and secretly watched Huo Yu's interview.
Because of the new project, Huo Yu has arranged a lot of interviews recently.
In previous interviews, every time the reporter tried to change the topic to a private one after finishing his official questions, the assistant would stop in time.
The same is true today.
It's just that when the assistant raised his hand in the blind spot of the camera to signal a timeout as usual, Huo Yu glanced sideways and said it didn't matter.
When the assistant put down his hand hesitantly, the reporter quickly seized the opportunity to ask the first personal question.
"Excuse me, Mr. Huo, recently there have been rumors in the major media that you are married. Let me ask for the young people of the right age who pay special attention to this issue, is this rumor true?" Yu took the ring on his left hand.
"Yes." Compared to the more formal interview just now, Huo Yu also relaxed his expression.
He was wearing a light gray shirt, and he looked cold, but when he smiled a little in his eyes, it offset his indifference.
"I got married at the beginning of the year," he said.
Hearing this, the reporter couldn't help being a little excited.
After all, before this, Huo Yu had been interviewed by several top domestic media, and all the media failed to report on personal issues, but he was the only one who was very lucky to get this opportunity.
"Then," the reporter continued to ask, "is the other party the boy in that photo?"
Following this question, the staff members accompanying the reporter quickly brought up the photo of Huo Yu holding Xia Wan in his arms.
"Yes," Huo Yu took a look, and unconsciously rubbed the ring on the ring finger of his left hand with his fingertips, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "He is my lover."
"Excuse me, is it Pan Xingwen?" The reporter finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most.
Huo Yu looked up at the reporter.
He still looked easy-going on the surface, but for some reason, the reporter somehow felt that the pressure in the interview room had increased.
"Pan Xingwen was rated as the most handsome young man in the entertainment circle." Under the inexplicable pressure, the reporter added unconsciously, "The outside world probably uses this standard to judge."
"Really?" Hearing this, Huo Yu seemed to smile, and leaned back slightly. With his movements, the invisible pressure gradually disappeared.
"I think the netizens got it wrong." He glanced at the photo again, and said in a deep voice, "Based on my experience in drawing human bodies for so many years, I can be sure that my partner's figure is much better than his."
There was a sudden silence in the room.
Huo Yu added: "The reason why I opened up my personal questions today is to take this opportunity to clarify that my partner is very good, but he is not from the entertainment circle, and of course he is not Pan Xingwen."
The reporter wanted to ask more questions, but the assistant had already raised his hand, indicating that the interview was over.
Xia Wan lay on the bed and watched this group of interviews with headphones on, the smile in her eyes could hardly be stopped.
He pondered for a moment, then sent a message to Huo Yu: I miss you.
Huo Yu was still in Li Congmeng's office when he received this message.
He glanced down and couldn't help laughing.
Li Congmeng took a sip of coffee: "Mr. Huo."
"Huh?" Huo Yu raised his eyes with a smile, and then apologized, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Li Congmeng smiled, "I just want to say, when will your guy graduate, can you pre-emptively recruit him to our company?"
"Probably not," Huo Yu said with a smile, "I hope he can choose something he really likes."
Li Congmeng was obviously a little disappointed, but smiled and nodded after a while.
Xia Wan waited for a long time before receiving Huo Yu's reply: "It's been three years, and I miss you too."
He couldn't help biting his lips and laughing for a while, feeling that Huo Yutu was dying, so he replied: "It's only been half a day, how can it be three years?"
Immediately afterwards, a new message popped up on the screen, this time Huo Yu replied very quickly.
"For me, seeing each other every day is like six autumns."
The author has something to say:
Joy can't share the suffocated night.jpg
The later episodes should be a little faster.
Going to the hospital tomorrow for a review, it may not be possible to update, but if it can be updated, I will definitely try to update it.
thank!
The next moment, Xia Wan opened her lips and bit his wound.
It was very light, like a baby bird holding food, but Huo Yu couldn't help but froze all over, and then his whole heart became numb and hot.
Huo Yu snorted softly, then wrapped his arms around Xia Wan's waist, and picked him up without much effort.
Xia Wan was pressed against the handrail of the stairs, her eyes and lips were wet, and Huo Yu raised her face with her chin pinched.
The two looked at each other slightly for a moment.
At this moment, Huo Yu's eyes seemed to be deeper than before, but without the coldness of the past, they were like a warm and sweet vortex that could suck people in.
Xia Wan blinked, then opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could make a sound, Huo Yu lowered her head and bit her lips.
It's a very light suck.kiss.
Jerky but tender.
It made Xia Wan forget any tricks she had seen before, leaving only an instinctive response.
"Xia Wan." Huo Yu softly called Xia Wan's name between kisses.
Xia Wan stared in confusion, and could only utter a soft "hmm" in a nasal voice.
The tone was slightly long and very soft, which made Huo Yu's hand hooking his waist even harder.
They are like two small animals that have strayed into the passage of happiness by accident. One has only hatred in his heart since he was 15 years old, and the other has never expected to have the opportunity to live a normal life due to physical reasons...
At this moment, they embraced each other tightly by accident, leaning on the stairs, exploring and searching for happiness that they never thought of.
It wasn't until Xia Wan couldn't stand still that Huo Yu hooked his waist and raised his head.
He pursed his lips, looked at Xia Wan's slightly red lips under the light, lowered his head again, and took a bite moderately.
"Are you a dog?" Xia Wan couldn't help but licked the place where Huo Yu bit her, and asked in a low voice.
"Didn't you bite first?" Huo Yu lowered his head, pressed his forehead, and asked in a low voice.
His voice was already deep, but it was deliberately slowed down at this moment, and it was like a small brush, making Xia Wan itch all the way from his ears to his heart.
He pursed his lips, put his arms around Huo Yu's waist, and buried his face in the other's neck.
"Huo Yu." He followed Huo Yu's example and called out his name.
"En." Huo Yu's voice was very low, just beside his ear.
"Master." He called again.
Huo Yu seemed to smile a little, and responded kindly, then raised his hand to stroke his hair, and placed a kiss on his jet-black hair.
"Upstairs?" he said.
"Yeah." Xia Wan hugged Huo Yu for a while before slowly letting go, and was led upstairs by Huo Yu's wrist.
Xia Wan's wrist was very thin and slightly cool, and it was unexpectedly soft in the palm of his hand. Huo Yu didn't let go of it until he reached the door of Xia Wan's bedroom.
Huo Yu looked down at Xia Wan and said after a while, "Good night."
"Good night, young master." Xia Wan stood on tiptoe with a beating heart, kissed Huo Yu's cheek, and then quickly hid in the door.
The moment the door closed, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch his still moist lips, and pressed his beating heart.
So happy, so sweet, his heart felt like it was going to explode, and he was drowning.
Xia Wan was quiet for a moment, then took the phone.
The phone was twirled in his hand a few times before he threw it away again.
His eyes rolled, and then to the painting that was about to be completed.
Xia Wan went to the bathroom to take a shower with low water temperature, changed into a new set of clothes, and sat in front of the easel.
This painting is in the final stage, it was sketched out on a whim one night, and then he drew it intermittently for a week. Just before he came back tonight, he just contacted Cui Xiaoheng, and planned to take it to school tomorrow and give it to her to bring back to the covered bridge.
The colors on the canvas slowly merged, and finally turned into Huo Yu's face, a little cold, and looked up at him with a half-smile.
Xia Wan was startled, and then realized that she had adjusted the color wrong.
He put down the palette, then sat at the opposite desk and turned on the computer to start the live broadcast.
Because he felt that if he didn't share his joy and happiness, he would probably go crazy.
【Wow, brother airborne tonight, so happy. 】
[Are you bringing the goods today, brother?Want good toiletries. 】
[Wow, my younger brother's expression, I counted, must be a murderer. 】
【…】
Xia Wan couldn't help but groan and laugh when she saw the line "Desperately guilty of the peach blossom".
【Really?Really?is that true? 】
[Which guy is so lucky? 】
[Your brother's smile is too pretty, right?Ahhhhhhhhhh, I'm dead! ]
【…】
Xia Wan smiled and took out a bag of snacks from the drawer.
[It can be seen that my younger brother is happy, even eating pistachios for snacks, hahahaha...]
Xia Wan was really happy, even when eating, her eyes were full of smiles, and the style of the live broadcast was different from before. She talked more and laughed less.
Even if there is nothing particularly funny on the barrage, he can keep laughing.
When people kept asking who the other party was, Xia Wan mentioned her own three-dimensional dimension for the first time.
He said while eating a pistachio: "He is the most perfect person in this world."
[Oh! 】
Almost instantly, fireworks exploded in the live broadcast room.
The barrage and flowers densely covered the entire screen, as if the whole world was celebrating them.
And a wall away, when Huo Yu heard Xia Wan's words "He is the most perfect person in this world", he unconsciously clenched the half-wet towel in his hand.
Xia Wan's eyes were so bright and her smile was pure, it made him suddenly feel ashamed.
Because Xia Wan never knew how dark and crazy thoughts he had in his heart, and he never felt that there was any beauty in this world.
If he hadn't met Xia Wan, maybe Xia Wan would still be Xia Wan today, but Huo Yu would no longer be Huo Yu today.
Looking at the smiling Xia Wan in the camera, Huo Yu couldn't help breaking out in a thin layer of cold sweat.
If, if he hadn't met Xia Wan, what would his life trajectory be like?
Huo Yu could imagine it, and he was convinced that it had absolutely nothing to do with "perfection".
Huo Yu has been very busy recently, and went out for an interview early in the morning, so when Xia Wan came down with two dark circles under her eyes, she only saw Aunt Qin busy in the kitchen.
"Aunt Qin." Xia Wan yawned, "Is the young master gone?"
"I just left," Aunt Qin said, and couldn't help laughing again, "I don't know how the young master dawdled around today. He was probably waiting for you, Mr. Xiao, to get up."
Xia Wan paused for a moment, the disappointment of not seeing Huo Yu in the morning disappeared immediately, and her heart was bubbling sweetly.
After breakfast, he went upstairs to wrap up the painting that was finally completed after the live broadcast last night, and carried him into the taxi he had booked a long time ago.
Taking time, he and Cui Xiaoheng met at the school gate.
"Mr. Xia." Cui Xiaoheng put on a thin windbreaker, slim and cute, "Why did you bring the painting from outside today?"
"This one was painted at home." Xia Wan explained.
In the past, most of his oil paintings were completed in the dormitory or at Xia Chengzhang's place, and this time he supported the easel at Huo Yu's place.
The main reason is that Huo Yu is too tricky, he is afraid of being hit.
"Mr. Xia." Cui Xiaoheng took the painting into his arms and said with a smile, "Congratulations."
Xia Wan was stunned for a moment, and then realized, he smiled unconsciously: "Have you watched the live broadcast too?"
"Of course you have to watch Teacher Xia's live broadcast." Cui Xiaoheng immediately flattered, "Of course, it would be even better if Teacher Xia could devote more energy to painting."
Xia Wan has recently become a rising star in Langqiao, and also a cutting-edge oil painter in China.
Since the last art exhibition, the supply of his paintings has been in short supply and the prices have also been fired up.
Some specialized art brokers even accepted his paintings first, then resold them to earn the difference.
There are also many buyers who can't buy paintings in Langqiao, leaving messages or private contacts under his video account, hoping to trade privately.
However, Xia Wan rejected them one by one, and would still upload her other works and painting process there from time to time, and also exchange painting experience with others, and her popularity is getting higher and higher.
"That's not much?" Xia Wan was a little surprised, he felt that he was indeed very prolific, "I think I'm almost prolific like a sow."
Cui Xiaoheng giggled and finally let him go.
Xia Wan was walking on the road with his schoolbag on his back. It was only morning, and he began to miss Huo Yu.
After all, they have only been together for a few minutes since they fell in love, and it's really not worthwhile to be separated by a wall.
He even began to consider whether to rent a parking space in a nearby parking lot. If he drives to and from school, he should be able to go home every day.
While thinking wildly, he had already arrived at the dormitory, and as soon as the door opened, Su Tang and Fu Ling immediately surrounded him.
"What's the situation?" The two men discussed it and asked in unison.
Xia Wan froze for a moment.
It's rare that he has always been very open. He often talks about how harmonious his life with Huo Yu X is in the dormitory. He has a lot of experience in various postures and postures. For the first time, he became a little shy.
"What?" Su Tang asked directly, "Did you have a heat last night?"
"I'm not a cat!" Xia Wan was angrily.
"Wan Wan," Fu Ling couldn't help being curious, "Have you changed your style?"
Xia Wan endured it, desperately resisting the desire to share happiness with her roommates.
After finally fooling the two of them, he quickly climbed onto the bed and secretly watched Huo Yu's interview.
Because of the new project, Huo Yu has arranged a lot of interviews recently.
In previous interviews, every time the reporter tried to change the topic to a private one after finishing his official questions, the assistant would stop in time.
The same is true today.
It's just that when the assistant raised his hand in the blind spot of the camera to signal a timeout as usual, Huo Yu glanced sideways and said it didn't matter.
When the assistant put down his hand hesitantly, the reporter quickly seized the opportunity to ask the first personal question.
"Excuse me, Mr. Huo, recently there have been rumors in the major media that you are married. Let me ask for the young people of the right age who pay special attention to this issue, is this rumor true?" Yu took the ring on his left hand.
"Yes." Compared to the more formal interview just now, Huo Yu also relaxed his expression.
He was wearing a light gray shirt, and he looked cold, but when he smiled a little in his eyes, it offset his indifference.
"I got married at the beginning of the year," he said.
Hearing this, the reporter couldn't help being a little excited.
After all, before this, Huo Yu had been interviewed by several top domestic media, and all the media failed to report on personal issues, but he was the only one who was very lucky to get this opportunity.
"Then," the reporter continued to ask, "is the other party the boy in that photo?"
Following this question, the staff members accompanying the reporter quickly brought up the photo of Huo Yu holding Xia Wan in his arms.
"Yes," Huo Yu took a look, and unconsciously rubbed the ring on the ring finger of his left hand with his fingertips, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "He is my lover."
"Excuse me, is it Pan Xingwen?" The reporter finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most.
Huo Yu looked up at the reporter.
He still looked easy-going on the surface, but for some reason, the reporter somehow felt that the pressure in the interview room had increased.
"Pan Xingwen was rated as the most handsome young man in the entertainment circle." Under the inexplicable pressure, the reporter added unconsciously, "The outside world probably uses this standard to judge."
"Really?" Hearing this, Huo Yu seemed to smile, and leaned back slightly. With his movements, the invisible pressure gradually disappeared.
"I think the netizens got it wrong." He glanced at the photo again, and said in a deep voice, "Based on my experience in drawing human bodies for so many years, I can be sure that my partner's figure is much better than his."
There was a sudden silence in the room.
Huo Yu added: "The reason why I opened up my personal questions today is to take this opportunity to clarify that my partner is very good, but he is not from the entertainment circle, and of course he is not Pan Xingwen."
The reporter wanted to ask more questions, but the assistant had already raised his hand, indicating that the interview was over.
Xia Wan lay on the bed and watched this group of interviews with headphones on, the smile in her eyes could hardly be stopped.
He pondered for a moment, then sent a message to Huo Yu: I miss you.
Huo Yu was still in Li Congmeng's office when he received this message.
He glanced down and couldn't help laughing.
Li Congmeng took a sip of coffee: "Mr. Huo."
"Huh?" Huo Yu raised his eyes with a smile, and then apologized, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Li Congmeng smiled, "I just want to say, when will your guy graduate, can you pre-emptively recruit him to our company?"
"Probably not," Huo Yu said with a smile, "I hope he can choose something he really likes."
Li Congmeng was obviously a little disappointed, but smiled and nodded after a while.
Xia Wan waited for a long time before receiving Huo Yu's reply: "It's been three years, and I miss you too."
He couldn't help biting his lips and laughing for a while, feeling that Huo Yutu was dying, so he replied: "It's only been half a day, how can it be three years?"
Immediately afterwards, a new message popped up on the screen, this time Huo Yu replied very quickly.
"For me, seeing each other every day is like six autumns."
The author has something to say:
Joy can't share the suffocated night.jpg
The later episodes should be a little faster.
Going to the hospital tomorrow for a review, it may not be possible to update, but if it can be updated, I will definitely try to update it.
thank!
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