Page (1/3)

At the same time, Xia Mu was being nailed to death by Huo Yannian between the gap between the sofa and his chest.

His knees pushed forcefully between her legs.

The thin lips were moving down along her neck line.

The warm breath sprayed on the hollow of her collarbone, causing her to tremble slightly physiologically.

The cold cedar breath enveloped her completely, as if trying to take away all her sanity.

"Ding dong——"

The doorbell rang suddenly and harshly.

Like a pause, the two people's intertwined breaths paused for a moment.

Bo Jingchen's suppressed angry voice came from outside the door.

"Xia Mu, open the door!"

As always, with a commanding tone.

Xia Mu's heart skipped a beat.

Reason was forced back, and she bit her lower lip, feeling that she was really unlucky.

Bo Jingchen couldn't find her even once in eight hundred years.

When you do something bad, you get caught?

Xia Mu subconsciously lowered his head and looked at himself.

The clothes were messy, and the neckline of the housecoat that could hang on the arms was skewed, and the traces under the collarbone were exposed to the air.

Looking up again, there was a similarly disheveled man in front of him.

Huo Yannian stopped and looked at her with raised eyebrows. He seemed to have no intention of avoiding her at all.

Xia Mu bit her lower lip, and after careful consideration, she stretched out her hand to push Huo Yannian's chest, "Can you go into the room first to avoid it, okay?"

She believed that she had no guilt for the Bo family, so she could straighten her back and act unscrupulously when she left.

But if she is seen, the person named Huo is at her house...

It is certain that he will be labeled as colluding with the Huo family.

She had to waste her time trying to explain to the Bo family, which gave her a headache just thinking about it.

But she happened to ignore one thing.

The man in front of me doesn't seem to be a good guy.

Huo Yannian straightened his upper body slightly.

But he didn't leave in a hurry, but slowly clasped her wrist with his backhand.

He smiled maliciously, "Am I very shady? Girl, friend, friend?"

I pressed the doorbell for a long time, but there was no response.

The ominous premonition in Bo Jingchen's heart became stronger and stronger.

Page (1/3)