Well-defined chest muscles, sexy eight-pack abs, sultry mermaid lines, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a long body. This perfect figure can definitely defeat all the boiling points of women's aesthetic concepts.
Huo Yanqing came to the sofa and sat down. She touched the cigarette on the coffee table, took out one and bit it in the corner of her mouth. When she touched the lighter and was about to light it, she suddenly paused and gently rubbed the pure metal lighter with her thumb. The warmth of the comfortable palm last night remains.
Her hands were so small that he could wrap them in one hand, and they were so soft, as if they were holding delicate silk.
And when she came close to him to light his cigarette, the girl's fragrance emanating from her body was the same as before, light and nice.
Huo Yanqing's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, he took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, put it on the coffee table together with the lighter, got up and went into the bathroom again.
It was already twenty minutes later when I took a shower again.
Huo Yanqing didn't smoke anymore, just changed into a shirt and trousers and went downstairs.
Shu Xin put the prepared breakfast on the table and was just thinking about whether to go upstairs to call Huo Yanqing when she heard the steady sound of leather shoes on the wooden stairs.
Looking up, he saw Huo Yanqing walking down the stairs wearing a smoky gray shirt and crisp trousers with an ascetic look on his face.
Shu Xin nervously clenched her palms and put on a sweet smile.
The last time Shu Xin had a fever, Song Li didn't notice it, but Huo Yanqing, who couldn't see, noticed it. Shu Xin thought it was strange and checked the information.
The final conclusion was that people who are blind have different sensory nerve sensitivity than ordinary people, which means that Huo Yanqing can hear, smell, and feel things that normal people cannot hear, smell, or feel.
So Shu Xin knew that Huo Yanqing couldn't see her, but she still smiled sweetly. She believed that Huo Yanqing would be able to feel her sincerity.
Shu Xin came to the stairs and handed her little hand over, "Uncle Fifth, breakfast is ready."
Huo Yanqing raised his big hand and paused in the air for a second. Instead of holding Shu Xin's hand, it fell on her forearm.
Shu Xin knew that Huo Yanqing didn't need help at home, but in order to please him, she still went over and stretched out her hand, but he uncharacteristically held her forearm.
Shu Xin felt depressed and a little disappointed. She didn't think about whether this loss was because she knew he was still angry or because he didn't hold her hand.
Shu Xin led Huo Yanqing to the restaurant, pulled out a chair, and said obediently: "Fifth uncle, please sit down."
After Huo Yanqing sat down, Shu Xin stood beside him and began to introduce the breakfast in a sweet voice, "Uncle Wu, breakfast includes light porridge, beef noodles, fried dumplings, Chaos, sandwiches, soy milk, milk, juice, what do you want? What to eat?”
Huo Yanqing was silent for a moment and chose a few items, "Porridge, fried dumplings, and milk."
"Okay." Shu Xin brought a few of Huo Yan's selections to her face. She first picked up a bowl of porridge, took a spoonful of it, cooled it and handed it to Huo Yan's lips, "Uncle Wu, open your mouth."
Huo Yanqing frowned slightly, and her thin lips tightened a bit instead of opening.
Shu Xin said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, I don't know your place and habits in setting meals, so I have to wait for you to have breakfast. I hope you don't dislike it."
As the saying goes, cannibals are short-tongued. Although I didn’t pay for the food, I made it myself and fed it myself. You will be merciful to me in a while. Please open your mouth.
Shu Xin looked at Huo Yanqing's sexy thin lips, wondering if he sensed the begging in her heart. He opened his mouth and ate the porridge she handed over.