Really young master, he came to the pride gate

Huo Chiyan viciously pressed Song Fanyin onto the handrail of the stairs, his strong chest pressed against his, and his handsome face hung above him.

The two looked at each other, one was angry and the other was upset.

Song Fanyin quickly came back to his senses, and found that he had no way to break free, irritability flashed between his brows.

"Let me go!"

Hell, he shouldn't have softened just now.

Huo Chi refused to let go, staring at him coldly, "Do you know that I almost died just now?"

He didn't lie either, the elbow happened to hit his wound just now, so it's probably already cracked open.

Song Fanyin scoffed lightly, "Then Mr. Huo, please be more careful in the future. If it's not your wife, don't hug her."

Huo Chiyan felt a surge of anger welling up on his head, staring at the crimson lips that kept opening and closing in front of him, he bit them unceremoniously.

It's a real bite.

The teeth grind the flesh and pierce it directly, and the faint smell of blood spreads out.

Song Fanyin's phoenix eyes flickered coldly, and subconsciously wanted to give Huo Chiyan a shot, but he had already stretched out his hand, but the scene just now flashed in his mind.

Once again, Huo Chiyan might really be called out for good or bad, and it will be difficult for Grandma Huo to explain.

And at that moment when he was stunned, Huo Chiyan's actions gradually changed, and the original biting turned into a fierce kiss.

Song Fanyin's eyebrows twitched, and he opened his mouth to let him go, but Huo Chiyan found an opportunity to block his mouth directly.

Things suddenly got out of control.

"you……"

Song Fanyin was irritable and angry, a coldness flashed between his brows, and he bit it down without hesitation.

Did not bite.

Huo Chiyan backed away in time, seeing Song Fanyin panting in pain because he accidentally bit his tongue, the depression in his heart eased a bit.

Enduring the pain in his chest, he slowly let go of Song Fanyin, raised the corners of his thin lips, and said in a deep voice, "Next time you do something to me, I'll kiss you so hard that you can't get up."

Song Fanyin licked his bitten lips, unable to maintain the laziness on his face, his phoenix eyes were tinged with coldness, "Try it."

Let's see if he doesn't hit Huo Chiyan next time until he dies.

The two exchanged harsh words, the situation looked like a pair of enemies no matter how you looked at it.

Uncle Zhong came back when the two kissed each other, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of relief seeing the two kissing so hard.

Seeing that they were arguing again, they quickly quarreled, "Master, Miss Jiang is gone, you should come and eat quickly. Young Madam, you can come too."

Song Fanyin suppressed the annoyance in his heart, "I won't eat. Uncle Zhong, you take the food back, and if you bother your young master to move it, my small temple can't accommodate his big Buddha."

Uncle Zhong: "..."

It seems that the young lady is really angry, and she doesn't even give him face.

Without even thinking about it, he said directly to Huo Chi: "Master, let's go."

If you stay any longer, maybe the Young Madam won't let you in in the future.

Huo Chiyan cast a deep glance at Song Fanyin, and strode out, his tall back with a cold slash.

Song Fanyin caught sight of it out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but frown.

Why did he feel that Huo Chiyan's footsteps were a little unsteady, as if he was really injured.

But just for a moment, his eyebrows loosened.

Huo Chi said he deserved the injury.

Uncle Zhong asked his mother to pack the food, and walked out with Huo Chiyan. Seeing his pale face, he still couldn't help it, and his tone was worried.

"Master, are you really alright?"

Didn't the young master pretend just now?Why is he looking at it, as if he is really uncomfortable?

Huo Chiyan walked all the way to the path outside the door before he reached out to hold the street lamp and covered his chest in pain.

Uncle Zhong was a little anxious, "Master, you are really hurt." He said, reaching out to support Huo Chiyan, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the blood on his chest, and was shocked, "Master, you are bleeding."

God, how could this be?He didn't seem to use much force for the young lady's strike.

Huo Chiyan pushed his hand away and said lightly, "Keep down, don't let Song Fanyin know."

"Okay, okay, I see." Uncle Zhong was so anxious that he wanted to help him, but he didn't dare to help him, "Why is there bleeding? I...I'll call the doctor."

Huo Chiyan closed his eyes, "No, take me to the hospital."

It should be that the wound is cracked. After all, the stitches have just been removed and it hasn't fully healed yet.

Uncle Zhong hurriedly agreed, and while calling the driver to come back, he told Zhong Ma, who had just come out, to go back first and keep quiet.

The driver just sent Jiang Youning back, then hurried back to Lanyue, and drove Huo Chiyan to the hospital.

When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor received the news and was already waiting at the door.

Seeing that the white shirt on Huo Chiyan's chest was dyed red, his eyebrows jumped, "Mr. Huo, what happened? Why did the wound open?"

Huo Chiyan closed his eyes, "I had a little dispute with my wife at home, please help me bandage it up again."

The doctor nodded quickly and helped Huo Chiyan to the medical room.

Uncle Zhong followed, and when he saw the wound on Huo Chiyan's chest, his eyes turned red.

"Young...Master, what's the matter with you?"

Although he always hated the young master, he was the one who brought up the young master. How could he not feel sorry for the young master when he saw such a serious injury.

Huo Chiyan leaned back on the chair, his handsome face lost color and looked pale.

He raised his eyelids slightly and looked towards Uncle Zhong, "It's okay, I was injured a little earlier."

Uncle Zhong couldn't know about his exchanging blood for Song Fanyin.

He didn't want to be cheated by Zhong Bo again.

Uncle Zhong was very distressed, "Then why didn't you tell me? You said that you were on a business trip, so you were doing surgery alone in the hospital? Master, why are you doing this?"

Huo Chi said softly, "It's just a minor operation, and it won't affect you." After a pause, "Don't tell grandma about this, and don't tell Song Fanyin either."

With Song Fanyin's intelligence, knowing that he had undergone an operation, he would definitely think of exchanging blood for blood.

Uncle Zhong nodded, "Okay, okay, if I don't tell them, then you have to promise me that there will be no next time."

Huo Chiyan responded with a headache.

Because the wound opened again, the stitches had to be re-stitched.

The doctor administered anesthesia first, and then picked up a needle and thread to sew Huo Chiyan's wound.It was quick to process, and it was completed in half an hour.

After the treatment was finished, the doctor repeatedly warned, "Mr. Huo, your wound can't be cracked anymore, or it will be very troublesome. When you go back tonight, you should pay more attention to it, don't let the wound touch water, and the diet is the same, don't eat spicy food."

Huo Chiyan nodded and thanked him lightly.

Uncle Zhong asked a few more precautions, then supported him, and returned to the car.

After such a toss, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

After getting in the car, Huo Chiyan leaned back in the chair tiredly, closed his eyes and rested.

He now understands why Song Fanyin is always lazy and looks like he can't get excited, because he is like this now.

This poison is really troublesome.

Here.

After Song Fanyin returned to the room, the irritability in his mood still did not fade away. He pressed down patiently, turned on the computer, and began to collect information about the test competition.

But inexplicably, he always couldn't see it in, and Huo Chiyan's painful appearance always appeared in his mind for no reason.

A look of restlessness flashed between his brows, and he was about to go downstairs to get a glass of water, when he heard the sound of a car passing by outside.

Why is there still a car at this time?

He subconsciously raised his head, looked outside through the glass.

The black body and the double M logo are Huo Chiyan's car.

The Maybach slowly stopped at the entrance of the nearby villa, and then the car door opened. First Uncle Zhong got out of the car, and then Huo Chiyan.

After Uncle Zhong got out of the car, he didn't rush to open the door. Instead, he walked up to Huo Chiyan and reached out to support him, but Huo Chiyan waved him away.

Song Fanyin frowned slightly.

What's the matter?He couldn't beat Huo Chiyan once and send him to the hospital, right?

At this moment, Huo Chiyan didn't know if he felt his gaze, raised his ink eyes, and looked over.

Song Fanyin simply stood still, his phoenix eyes stared straight at the past.

The eyes of the two met, they were both calm and calm.

Huo Chiyan raised his eyebrows at him, lifted his thin lips slightly, and said a few words.

Song Fanyin understood a little lip language and quickly recognized it.

What Huo Chi said was, miss me?

Song Fanyin: "..."

His porcelain-white face turned cold, and he directly closed the curtains.

It really is sick!He was worried about him just now.

Seeing Song Fanyin draw the curtains, Huo Chiyan let out the pain hidden between his brows.

Holding Uncle Zhong's hand, he walked slowly into the room.

Uncle Zhong helped him to the bed and poured him another glass of water, "Master, I let Ah Xiang heat up the rice, now bring it to you?"

I haven't eaten for so long, and the young master is injured again, so he must be very uncomfortable.

Huo Chiyan ignored the dull pain in his stomach, Mo Mo's eyes lightened, "No, I'm not hungry."

Uncle Zhong persuaded him a few words, but when he didn't listen, he reluctantly gave up, "Then I'll go downstairs, if you need anything, young master, just call me."

Huo Chiyan nodded lightly, and after Uncle Zhong left, he took out his mobile phone and sent Song Fanyin a WeChat message.

[Huo Chiyan: I want to eat scallion pancakes tomorrow morning. 】

Song Fanyin didn't sleep, he was still reading the materials, when he heard the WeChat ring, he picked it up casually.

After seeing the above content, he laughed back in anger and ignored it.

After a while, Huo Chiyan sent another message.

[Huo Chiyan: I went to the hospital just now, and the doctor said I suffered internal injuries, Song Fanyin, you have to be responsible for me. 】

Song Fanyin: "..."

There is no end.

Holding back his breath, he sent a long series of voices, "Okay, I will reserve a place for you in the Song family's cemetery, and I will let you be buried next to my ancestor."

Huo Chi said after receiving the message: "..."

His black eyes flickered, and he also said, "Is it buried next to you? Then I have no objection."

Song Fanyin: "..."

This is so shameless.

His phoenix eyes were cold, he lightly lifted his eyelids, and directly added Huo Chiyan to the blacklist.

Huo Chiyan waited for a while, seeing that Song Fanyin hadn't replied, and planned to send another message, but found that it said: You are no longer the other party's friend.

Huo Chi said: "..."

He found that after his wife left him, she became more and more angry.