Huo Ling came back with the packed breakfast.

Seeing that the door of the private ward was closed, the man frowned and his slender legs pushed open the crack of the door.

The sunlight fell in through the window, and a few rays of light shone on the corner of Xiao Yingtao's bed. She was lying there alone, but Zhu Yaoyao was not there by the bed.

The ward is an ensuite, the living room is large, and there is a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom at the corner.

Huo Ling's frown brows slightly relaxed. Is she in the bathroom?

The man looked at Xiao Yingtao first, put down his hands with breakfast before entering his pocket and walking towards the bathroom.

The frosted door was not closed and half opened.

Zhu Yaoyao always pays attention to his daughter and dare not close it all. She quickly took off her clothes and wiped her neck and chest with a towel. When she was about to get better, she was not very relieved. She leaned her head out to look at her daughter-

At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open with a palm.

"Zhu Yaoyao, are you here?" Huo Ling's low voice came out, and he had not been asleep all night. The man's voice was hoarse, with a magnetic breath. The hot air penetrated through the crack of the door and sprayed directly on top of Zhu Yaoyao's head.

She washed her hair, and her long wet hair hung on her beautiful white collarbone. The water droplets slid down along the ups and downs...

Huo Ling saw this scene as soon as he pushed open the door!

The woman's slender shoulders and white skin suddenly became violent, as if she was frightened, and it was also fluctuating and looked particularly beautiful.

Huo Ling's black eyes were involuntarily grabbed and he was stunned.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yaoyao suddenly reached out to cover his collarbone, and stood there in a daze, forgetting to hide.

"sorry." The man said hoarsely, frowned, but the Adam's apple rolled instinctively, "I heard the sound of water in the bathroom, thinking you were washing your face!"

Even though this situation is inappropriate, you shouldn't have any other thoughts.

But Huo Ling glanced at me and felt that her curve seemed to be fuller?

Although, he didn't know where his comparison came from? It seemed that there was no fragment of his love for her skin in his memory, and he didn't remember what happened on the Salt Island.

But at this moment, I feel that when a woman takes off her clothes, her curves are actually very charming, not as thin as she is when she wears clothes.

"I'm not washing my face, I'll wipe my sweat..." Zhu Yaoyao's cheeks were embarrassed and flushed, and he didn't know what to say.

It was obvious that everything had happened to him, but the two of them had fallen apart these days, grudges, love and hatred, made her feel a strong sense of distance.

Last night, because everyone was there and because she was looking for Xiao Yingtao, she relied on him very much.

At this moment, Wen Ning and the others were not there, and she seemed to suddenly become mute when facing him alone.

I was uncomfortable all over, my heart was thumping with the beat, and I was nervous.

The man's black eyes falling on her from a high place were so deep.

The heat on her cheeks became more and more dizzy, and she suddenly remembered to turn around, her fingers trembled and wanted to bring the door.

She couldn't touch the door with her backhand, and she was anxious and didn't care to wipe it anymore. She put down the towel, quickly picked up the clothes and put them on with her mouth, muttering, "Go away!"

"Oh..." Huo Ling responded, his voice was low, but his steps were slow to move.

Zhu Yaoyao picked up the old bra and put it on it in a hurry.

She buckled her backhand, and didn't know if she was anxious or not. She felt that the buckle was tight. She looked down and found that her dimension seemed to have grown bigger recently.

Is it the sequelae of progesterone during miscarriage?

Her brows were frowning tightly.

"You are right or wrong," the man said magnetically.

Her slender white neck exploded, her head turned, and her cheeks were red with shame, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Do you need my help?" Huo Ling asked her with dark eyes.

Zhu Yaoyao remembered the scene of the day when the wedding dress was tried. This hateful man pressed her against the makeup mirror and tore her wedding dress apart. His thick fingers touched her shoulders and waist, pointed at her chest and humiliated her with severe penis.

Why would she let him get close? She looked humiliated, "No need."

"Your clothes are smaller." He commented on the thin bra in her hand, his eyes were dark and shivering. "Have you gained weight recently? I can't tell you, I'll ask a counter lady to help you choose a new one."

"What does it have to do with you if you are fat or not?"

Which woman would like to hear from the man she liked that she is fat?

Besides, Zhu Yaoyao was in a bad mood at this moment, and lowered his eyes coldly, "The size of the clothes is not your business. Please go away, stay away from me, I feel very uncomfortable."

uncomfortable?

The man's dark eyes suddenly became half-sinking.

Did he make her uncomfortable?

Huo Ling looked at her coldly, "Zhu Yaoyao, do you burn the bridge when you cross the river?"

Last night, her daughter died. She was at a loss and clearly relied on him. They worked together to find her daughter. Today, she was safe and sound. When she faced him alone, her attitude became cold and alienated?

Huo Ling pursed his lips in a disgusting way. In fact, when he walked in just now, he saw that Wen Ning was not here.

He was also a little nervous and wanted to face her alone. Too many things happened between the two. He kidnapped her from the wedding yesterday and forced her to get married, intending to imprison her for the rest of his life.

The road between them has long been uneven and thorny.

Since he learned about his child’s life experience yesterday, the most he has regrets.

The anger in the man's eyes gradually faded. Looking at the delicate and petite little woman under her nose, her round eyes were wide, dark and sparse, and more of an indescribable grievance and sorrow.

Huo Ling felt soft-hearted in an instant and wanted to punch herself, how could she still attack her?

In the past three years, she has taken Xiao Yingtao to hide in Tibet. Hasn’t she suffered enough?

He thought that he had not only failed to do anything in the past three years, but also foolishly became Zhu Yufei's accomplice. He mocked Zhu Yaoyao and misunderstood her in various ways. After Li Xiangwan was put pressure on her, she lost her job, and her family was broken and moved out of the rich area, he didn't even care about it, pretending to be cold and not asking about her news.

How desperate it was to be that she was holding the baby in her cradle at that time?

It was not until Wen Ning came back that he gradually had a little news about her in life.

It can be seen that she hates her very much. He is also a man who wants to save face. He has never looked for her on his own initiative, and it is even more impossible for him to admit that he has a different feeling for her.

Of course there will be a strange feeling.

She had given birth to his daughter long ago! He was extremely stupid.

Huo Ling reached out and wiped his tough face, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "I deserve to die, I didn't mean to question you. I didn't tease you just now, but I suddenly didn't know how to talk to you before you would pay attention to me.

Sorry, I wish Yaoyao.

I am sorry for every minute and every second in these three years…”
Chapter completed!