Really young master, he came to the pride gate

!

Of course, Song Fanyin would not really kill Huo Chiyan, not to mention anything else, Grandma Huo was very kind to him, and he couldn't make the old man sad.

Seeing Huo Chiyan pulling him and leading him to the room, he curled his lips coldly, "Why don't you take me back to the room if you don't go with your little lover?"

Huo Chiyan had already pulled him into the room, turned around and locked the door, his cold eyes finally softened.

He took off his jacket slowly and began to untie his belt, "Jiang Youning is not my little lover."

Song Fanyin chuckled, "Really?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Huo Chiyan frowned and did not explain.

He took off his clothes and wrapped himself in a nightgown, "Go and help me drain the water."

In the past three years, Song Fanyin helped him put the bath water every day, and he was used to Song Fanyin's care.

Song Fan was too impatient to drink, his twinkling phoenix eyes flashed, he went into the bathroom, and put a bathtub of cold water directly.

Huo Chiyan didn't notice anything unusual, and when he stepped in, he felt a cold chill, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This Song Fanyin...is really...

He suppressed the urge to clean up the person severely, drained the cold water, did it himself, and replaced it with hot water.

During this period, Song Fanyin had already gone to bed.

As for Huo Chiyan who might get angry... Who cares.

Twenty minutes later, Huo Chiyan came out of the bathroom and saw Song Fanyin lying on the bed, already asleep, his delicate and wanton eyebrows looked extraordinarily beautiful under the dim light.

His eyes warmed up involuntarily, he wiped his body clean, and lay on his side, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Song Fanyin was used to Huo Chiyan's presence, and subconsciously leaned into his arms.

The next day.

When he woke up, he found himself leaning against Huo Chiyan's arms, and his eyebrows furrowed impatiently.

When will this bad day be the end.

Huo Chiyan also woke up, and habitually pecked Song Fanyin's lips.

"Good morning."

Song Fanyin pushed him away, "Mr. Huo, please pay attention to your identity."

Does a person who is about to divorce him know how to measure?

Huo Chiyan narrowed his eyes, turned over, and pressed the man under him, "Identity? What identity? Isn't my identity your husband?"

Early in the morning was the time of impulsiveness, and the bodies of the two were tightly pressed together again. Song Fanyin felt something stuck between his legs.

He was so irritable that as soon as he lifted his fingertips, he planned to touch Huo Chiyan's numb point.

As soon as he moved, Huo Chiyan saw through, directly clamped his hands and raised them above his head.

"Song Shao, do you want to use the same method a second time?"

It was an accident last time, but it doesn't mean that he will let Song Fanyin succeed this time.

Song Fanyin raised his eyelids, bent his left leg, and attacked Huo Chiyan's lower body with force. Seeing his painful face twisted, the corners of his lips twitched.

"Mr. Huo reminded me well, I will change my methods next time."

Huo Chiyan curled up in pain, his face was livid, and his black eyes were filled with wild anger.

"Song! Fan! Drink!"

Song Fanyin smiled lightly, "Mr. Huo, don't be so loud, I can hear you."

Huo Chiyan was extremely angry, regardless of the pain under his body, he tried to catch Song Fanyin with his backhand.

Song Fanyin subconsciously hid back, but forgot that he was beside the bed, and fell directly under the bed.

Huo Chiyan quickly grabbed him, pulled him back, and said displeasedly, "What are you hiding from? Didn't you see it was the edge of the bed?"

Song Fanyin's nose slammed into Huo Chiyan's chest. Under the severe pain, physical tears immediately overflowed, and he was unable to speak for a while.

Seeing him crying, Huo Chiyan panicked and said irritably, "Why are you crying again? You kicked me, but I haven't cried yet."

Song Fanyin: "..."

Was he crying?

He was in pain! !

At this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door, and Jiangyou Ning's soft voice sounded.

"Chi Yan, are you awake? Can I come in?"

Song Fanyin looked at Huo Chiyan, his phoenix eyes flashed brightly, before he could speak, he pushed him directly, and pressed him on top.

Without a response, Jiang Youning stretched out his hand and opened the door, seeing the entangled figure of the two on the bed, his face turned pale instantly.