Really young master, he came to the pride gate

Song Fanyin glanced at Huo Chiyan coldly, ignored him, and sat on the sofa, pinching his mobile phone to review the content of the test competition.

He will be participating in two days. Although the knowledge is all printed in his mind, it won't affect him if he doesn't read it, but he won't go wrong if he reads it more.

Huo Chiyan took the medicine and his condition improved a bit, but he was still weak, his tall body lying on the bed seemed a bit pitiful.

Uncle Zhong rolled his eyes and thumped his waist pretending to be in pain, "Oh, I'm old, and I can't stand it after a little hard work. Young Madam, since you're here, I'll go back and rest."

Huo Chiyan's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Song Fanyin who was beside him.

Song Fanyin raised his eyelids, "Your waist is uncomfortable? Can you take a look?"

Uncle Zhong waved his hands vigorously, "No need, it's a little problem, I'll just take a rest, then I'll go first, thank you for your hard work, young lady."

After finishing speaking, he blinked at Huo Chiyan.

Song Fanyin: "..."

When he's blind and doesn't see their little tricks?

After Zhongbo finished speaking, he ran away as if he was afraid that Song Fanyin would refuse.

Huo Chiyan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Drink, I want water."

Song Fanyin: "..."

His eyebrows jumped and he poured a glass of water.

Huo Chiyan took it, coughed lightly, and thanked him.

Song Fanyin waited for him to finish drinking, then put the water glass back.

After a while, Huo Chiyan said it was convenient and asked Song Fanyin to help him.

Song Fanyin suppressed his dryness, and helped him into the bathroom again.

Huo Chiyan washed his hands and motioned for Song Fanyin to help him, Mo Mo raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Please."

Song Fanyin raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and stretched out his hand impatiently.

Huo Chiyan grabbed his hand and walked back to the ward very slowly.

When he was about to reach the hospital bed, he suddenly pulled Song Fanyin into his arms, buried his head in his neck, and his voice was very low.

"Yiyin, are you still angry?"

The breath sprayed on the neck was cold, causing tiny bumps to pop up on the skin.

Song Fanyin finally lost his patience, and his voice was cold, "Let go."

He knew that Huo Goubi was playing tricks.

Huo Chiyan pursed his lips slightly. He was obviously such a tall man, but he felt an indescribable grievance.

"Yinyin, are you still angry? How can you forgive me?"

Song Fanyin only felt irritable, whether it was the temperature from Huo Chiyan's body or his pitiful tone.

He lowered his voice and sneered, "Huo Chiyan, I advise you not to make trouble."

Huo Chiyan's jaw tensed, but he stubbornly did not let go, his arms firmly wrapped around Song Fanyin's strong waist.

"I didn't, I just want you to forgive me."

Song Fanyin laughed back in anger, and stretched out his hand to touch Huo Chiyan's waist.

Huo Chiyan was in pain and had no choice but to let go, but when he stepped back, his hind legs hit the edge of the bed, and he fell backwards on his back.

Song Fanyin's phoenix eyes turned cold, and he subconsciously grabbed Huo Chiyan's wrist, trying to hold him back, but under the action of gravity, he not only failed to hold him, but also fell on the bed with Huo Chiyan, his upper body knocked heavily on his chest.

Huo Chiyan let out a muffled snort, and the color on his handsome face suddenly turned pale, with a look of pain on his face.

Song Fanyin was annoyed and irritable, stood up, sneered, "Let you do it."

If it wasn't for Huo Chiyan looking for trouble, how could he bump into him.

Huo Chiyan frowned tightly because of the pain, and his sexy thin lips also lost their color.

He didn't even go to the chest, he put his palm on Song Fanyin's waist, "Is it hurt?"

Song Fanyin didn't want to talk to him, and pushed his hand away, his voice was very calm, "I think Mr. Huo is in good health, so it's okay if he doesn't need to take care of him. If that's the case, I'll go first."

Huo Chiyan's heart fluttered, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to drag Song Fanyin back.

Caught off guard, Song Fanyin fell to his chest again.

"Well……"

Huo Chiyan groaned again, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care, he just stared at Song Fanyin nervously, his voice weak.

"Drink, don't go."

Song Fanyin was about to go mad with anger, why had he never seen anyone who could do such a thing, but Huo Chiyan was in a critical situation and he couldn't do anything yet.

He couldn't hold back his breath, and twisted the back of Huo Chiyan's hand heavily, "Let go."

Huo Chiyan's eyes were calm and his tone was stubborn, "If you don't let me go, you will leave."

It was so hard for Yinyin to come to accompany him, and he was not willing to let him go. What if Yinyin would ignore him because of being angry?

Song Fanyin was so pissed off, his phoenix eyes drooped coldly, he looked at Huo Chiyan.

The always ruthless man pursed his lips tightly at this moment, his face was pale, and the corners of his lips were still stained with blood, no matter how you looked at him, he looked a little pitiful.

If Huo Chiyan was playing the poor card, then this time, he won.

Song Fanyin suppressed his anger and impatience, "I won't go, you let go, do you want your life?"

Huo Chiyan stared at him with inky eyes, suddenly turned over, pressed him under him, and kissed him directly.

Strong hormones spread between the lips and teeth accompanied by a faint smell of blood. The man was like a general in battle. He kissed extraordinarily ferociously, but for no reason it gave off a feeling of being cautious.

Song Fanyin was stunned for a moment, "You...uh..."

Huo Chiyan slowed down his movements, his voice was very low, "Yiyin, don't reject me."

Song Fanyin didn't remember what happened afterwards, but when he realized it, he and Huo Chiyan had already met each other naked.

But Huo Chiyan, who was obviously so weak, seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, extremely fierce.

Song Fanyin: "..."

damn it.

Happy night.

When Song Fanyin woke up, it was already daylight, his body felt as if he had been run over by a truck, and every part of his body was full of soreness.

Huo Chiyan beside him was sleeping soundly, with his arms firmly on his shoulders, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Song Fanyin's phoenix eyes were cold, and he threw Huo Chiyan's arm aside heavily, got up and got out of bed.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a soreness, and his legs softened involuntarily, and he fell forward.

An arm wrapped around him in time, and then a worried voice sounded in the cold.

"Did you fall?"

After Huo Chiyan finished speaking, he clasped Song Fanyin tightly in his arms, and his ink eyes sized him up nervously.

Just woke up, neither of them had any clothes on.

The naked skin is close to each other, with an extremely uncomfortable touch and temperature.

Song Fanyin's phoenix eyes turned cold, he squeezed Huo Chiyan's wrist, twisted it, then turned around, looking at him coldly.

"Do not touch me."

Huo Chiyan was twisted in pain, his ink eyes darkened, and he didn't break away, "I'm just worried that you will fall."

Song Fanyin snorted lightly, let him go, and limped towards the bathroom.

Huo Chiyan paused, picked up the shirt at the side and put it on him, and followed them into the bathroom.

It wasn't until Song Fanyin looked at him coldly with his phoenix eyes that he stopped, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Song Fanyin didn't lock the door, poured a pool of hot water, and threw himself into the bathtub, irritability flashed between his brows.

He shouldn't have softened his heart last night. He knew that Huo Chiyan's mind was impure, but he still stayed to take care of him.

In this way, what's the point of his divorce?

After soaking for half an hour, he got up, stepped out of the bathtub, and after wiping his body clean, he realized that he hadn't brought any clothes.

And that shirt just now belonged to Huo Chiyan, it was already dirty, and he didn't want to wear it again.

He drooped his eyes sleepily, and had no choice but to call Huo Chiyan, "Bring me my clothes and come in."

Huo Chiyan sat on the sofa with a sullen face, and when he heard the sound, his brows relaxed, and his black eyes shone slightly.

He found a change of clothes for himself, walked to the door of the bathroom, took a while, and knocked on the door.

Two seconds later, the bathroom door opened, and a slender, thin arm stretched out, and above it was Song Fanyin's face, which was steamed and dyed pale crimson.

Huo Chiyan's eyes darkened for a moment, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

He remembered that last night, Yinyin used this arm to wrap his arms around his waist, begging him...

A wave of evil fire hit, Huo Chiyan couldn't help but pursed his lips hard, his voice became hoarse.

"It's my clothes, unworn, clean."

Song Fanyin had been married to Huo Chiyan for three years, and he knew his emotions well, how could he fail to see Huo Chiyan's thoughts.

Annoyed and irritable, he tore off his clothes and closed the door heavily.

"roll."

Qin Beast, all he can think about is that thing every day. It is a miracle that Huo's didn't go bankrupt under his leadership.

Huo Chiyan was almost hit on the nose, coughed uncomfortably, but the corners of his lips curled up.

Even if his drink is angry, it looks good. If I knew it... I ate a little more last night. After all, it is still unknown when I will be able to eat it again.

Song Fanyin didn't know what Huo Chiyan was thinking, if he knew, he would have a cold face and wring Huo Chiyan's head off.

After changing his clothes, he went out of the bathroom.

Huo Chiyan was wearing a nightgown and sitting on the sofa. The belt of the nightgown was only loosely tied, revealing a sexy Adam's apple and a large, strong chest.

The slender and strong legs are crossed, and because they are not wearing pants, the scenery is vaguely leaked.

Hearing the movement, he raised his eyes and looked at Song Fanyin.

The young man was shorter than him, and also thinner than him. Clothes that fit him seemed a bit too big for the young man.

The loose hem of the white shirt was tucked into the trousers, and the waist outlined was thin and strong.

The trouser legs were rolled up, and the white ankles were exposed. The feet were very thin, but the toes were round and pink.

Huo Chi said: "..."

If he pushed Yinyin onto the bed again, should Yinyin be angry?

He struggled to look away and found the hair dryer, "Help you blow it?"

Song Fanyin didn't care at all, took the hair dryer over, plugged it in, and dried his hair by himself.

After a while, a nurse came in with breakfast.

Huo Chiyan set out the meal and waited for Song Fanyin to come and eat.

Song Fanyin didn't even look at it. He dried his hair, put on his coat, and walked out the door.

Huo Chiyan reached out and clamped his wrist, "Eat first."

Song Fanyin's voice was cold and irritable, "Let go!"

Huo Chiyan pulled him towards the dining table, "I don't want me to pester you all day, so I just ate breakfast."

Song Fanyin: "..."

He suppressed his anger, shook off Huo Chiyan's hand, and sat down at the dining table.

Breakfast is Xiaolongbao, as well as porridge and pickles.

Song Fanyin irritatedly picked up a steamed bun, and ate in silence.

Huo Chiyan looked at Song Fanyin's angry look, but he was in an inexplicably good mood. He picked up a boiled egg, knocked it on the table, peeled it, and put it in a small dish in his hand.

didn't say anything.

Song Fanyin glanced at it, only to feel more annoyed.

There's no way this shitty day will pass.