Shu Xin was taking a shower in the bathroom, with the shower on, the sound of running water, and the room's sound insulation effect was also very good. She didn't know what happened outside just now.
Huo Yanqing's pajamas were torn, so Shu Xin could only wear the hotel's bathrobe.
Her long hair was pulled into a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging loosely around her ears and behind her head. Her snow-white neck was exposed to the air, and the deep and shallow kiss marks on her neck were particularly conspicuous.
Huo Yan heard the footsteps and turned around, "Xin'er, come here."
The man's shirt is slightly open, his honey-colored skin and sexy chest are looming, and his long body is leaning against the window. He holds a cigarette between his well-jointed fingers. Blue-white smoke slowly rises from his fingers. There is only a mature and steady manly scent. There is another lazy style.
Shu Xin pressed her chest, her heartbeat stabilized a little, and then she walked towards Huo Yanqing.
Huo Yanqing put the hand holding the cigarette on the window sill and stretched out the other hand. Shu Xin hesitated for a moment and put her hand into his palm, "Are you washed?"
Shu Xin always felt that what Huo Yanqing was asking was whether the thing he ejaculated on her legs was washed off. Her face instantly turned red, and she pretended not to understand, "I've already taken a shower, do you want to take a shower?"
"Go after smoking this cigarette."
"Oh." Shu Xin's hand was held by him and she couldn't leave, so she leaned against the window sill and stared at the two people's intertwined hands for a moment. She breathed out gently and mustered up the courage to speak, "Yan Qing, Why...don't you...want me?"
When it came to the end, Shu Xin could hardly hear her own voice.
She felt uncomfortable if she didn't ask this question.
Huo Yanqing squeezed Shu Xin's hand hard, really hard, and squeezed her tiny finger bones until they turned a little white.
Shu Xin frowned and shrank her hands, "It hurts."
Huo Yanqing let go of her hand, and her gentle voice sounded in the room unhurriedly, "You are still young, ignorant, and impulsive. Your father doesn't agree with us being together. Logically speaking, I shouldn't touch you. , but my self-control is too weak in front of you. If I really want you, your father will think that I just want to play with you, let alone let us be together. What I want is not a moment of pleasure, but I am willing to wait for you all my life, you are worth my time and energy to protect."
His words, word for word, invaded her heart, like a warm current flowing slowly through her, making her heart feel warm, moved, and filled with happiness in an instant.
Shu Xin took a few steps closer, leaned into Huo Yanqing's arms, wrapped her arms around his tight waist, and pressed her cheek against his warm chest, "It's my ignorance that makes you feel uncomfortable."
Huo Yanqing had a faint smile on his lips, and the hand without the cigarette wrapped around Shu Xin's slender waist, "Well, it's really unbearable."
Shu Xin blushed and rubbed Huo Yanqing's chest, "I won't flirt with you anymore."
Huo Yanqing stopped smoking and frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer. He couldn't bear her flirtation, and he couldn't let her go if she didn't.
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She slept too late last night, and after all the hard work with Huo Yanqing, she exhausted her energy. Shu Xin didn't wake up until after nine o'clock the next day.
When she woke up, she didn't see Huo Yanqing in the bedroom. She stood up and rubbed her groggy eyes. She walked to the door, opened the door and saw Huo Yanqing and Tang Qingya sitting on the sofa talking about business.
Tang Qingya saw Shu Xin at the door of the bedroom, smiled and nodded towards her.
Shu Xin smiled back at her, turned around, closed the door, and went to the bathroom inside to wash up. After washing up, the two of them seemed to have finished talking, and Tang Qingya was packing up the documents on the coffee table.
Huo Yan heard the movement and turned to look in the direction of the bedroom, "Should I order a meal for you, or should I go to the restaurant with you?"