Looking at the little melon being taken away, Xiao Yingxi had a hint of expectation in his eyes and said.

"You said that Yihe's children will be as cute as that child in the future? Don't be as old-fashioned as Yihe was when he was a child."

"Why, when you meet a child like Mu Mu when he was a child, it aroused your desire to be a grandma."

Lu Ziyou rolled her eyes and said, saying that she was anxious to be a grandma just now, but now she is not like this.

Xiao Yingxi smiled faintly and replied.

"Just say that, Yihe is only twenty-five, don't worry, don't worry."

As he said that, Xiao Yingxi couldn't help but look at Xiao Gua again, and it happened to meet Huo Lan's gaze, as if she was caught and smiled awkwardly.

On this side, Huo Lan and Xiao Gua returned to their positions, and Huo Lan taught Xiao Gua a lesson with a stern face.

"Xiaogua, has mommy reminded you that you can't run away in public places?"

Xiaogua knew that she had made a mistake, so she lowered her head pitifully and listened to the lesson humbly. After Huo Lan finished speaking, she weakly raised her head, stared at her ignorant and clear eyes, and said obediently.

"Beauty, I was wrong."

This innocent look made Huo Lan unable to blame him. After sitting for a while, she took Xiaogua out of the cafe.

I returned to the hotel at around five o'clock. Huo Lan did not forget Xiao Yihe's text message. After I got back, I took Mrs. Huo and her children to the hotel restaurant for dinner. At about half past six o'clock, Huo Lan changed into a set of clothes and appeared in the living room with her bag. Mrs. Huo was playing with Xiao Gua to play with the toys she bought this afternoon. When she saw her daughter holding the bag, she asked.

"You're going out?"

"Well, some things need to be dealt with. You may come back later. Don't wait for me tonight, take Xiaogua to rest early."

Mrs. Huo didn't doubt it, but just resisted.

"Then don't be too tired, do you know? Xiaogua has me to take care of, so you don't have to worry."

Huo Lan smiled slightly, but her heart was very heavy, but she couldn't say anything, so she left the hotel, drove toward Xiao Yihe's villa.

At 6:50, Xiao Yihe had been waiting in the villa. In front of him, he drank half of the red wine left, and next to him was an empty plate. He had just fryed a steak and ate it.

At this time, Xiao Yihe's eyes fell on the wall clock on the distant wall, getting closer and closer to seven o'clock, but the outside of the villa was pitch black, let alone the sound, even the lights had never appeared.

As time goes by, the coldness on Xiao Yihe's face gradually became stronger. Just as the long needle fell on the Twelve, a dazzling light flashed across the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, and then the sound of the car engine.

Xiao Yihe had a smile on his cold face, and his body, which was originally covered with coldness, relaxed a little. He picked up the red wine in front of him, took a sip, and then slowly walked towards the door of the villa.

The doorbell rang and clicked, and Xiao Yihe had already opened the door. Huo Lan stood at the door wearing a light brown wool coat, his face light, and he couldn't say how cold it was, but there was absolutely no trace of gentleness.

"You're late."

This was the first sentence Xiao Yihe said. After hearing this, Huo Lan looked down at his watch and replied lightly.

"Train jam on the road, sorry."

After saying that, Huo Lan looked up at Xiao Yihe, then walked into the villa with a blank expression, and began to take off her clothes while walking.

"I can't go back too late tonight. Hurry up, is it in the living room or upstairs? Don't worry, I've taken a shower before coming here."

Huo Lan is like a routine at this moment, with no feelings at all, and her tone is indifferent. This attitude aroused the anger in Xiao Yihe's heart. Could it be that she came here just to sleep with him?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yihe had nowhere to vent his anger and rushed towards Huo Lan.

Huo Lan didn't expect Xiao Yihe to be so angry. He felt his wrist hurt intuition, and then he staggered and fell directly onto the sofa next to him. Then Xiao Yihe pressed his thigh on Huo Lan's body, and he angrily scolded with one hand.

"What? Are you here just to sleep with me?"

When Huo Lan heard this, she suddenly felt very funny. Is there anything else to talk about between them except this? She was not cowardly at all, staring at Xiao Yihe with a sneer.

"Mr. Xiao, you asked me to come. Isn't it to sleep with me? Or do you want to talk to me about your relationship?"

Speaking of this, a complicated emotion flashed through Huo Lan's heart. Can they still talk about feelings?

Just when Huo Lan was with a hint of hope, Xiao Yihe's next words completely destroyed the little hope in her heart.

"Hmph, feelings, Huo Lan, the most unconventional thing between us is feelings. Since you want it so, okay, I will fulfill you."

As soon as Huo Lan finished speaking, she felt a chill on her chest, and the buttons on her shirt were torn off by Xiao Yihe. Suddenly, spring suddenly appeared, and Huo Lan didn't even give Huo Lan a chance to react. Xiao Yihe had already bit her shoulder angrily.

Is this a punishment? Or is it venting. Why do this man likes to bite her every time he does this kind of thing with this man. The traces left on her body last night have not yet dissipated. Are you leaving these traces of anger again today?

Huo Lan is now glad that it is winter, and the traces of tyranny left by this man on him can be blocked by clothes.

Suddenly, Huo Lan felt a pain in his earlobe. Just as he was about to push it away, Xiao Yihe's angry roar came from his ears.

"What? Doing such a thing with me can still make you dazed. Is it because I can't satisfy you, or is your desire too strong?"

While speaking, Huo Lan's last piece of clothing fell to the ground. She felt cold all over, while Xiao Yihe on her body was like a stove. At this time, Huo Lan felt that she was in a state of ice and fire.

The villa was too big, and he didn't have a single strand, and his whole body was wrapped in cold coldness. The only thing she could keep warm was Xiao Yihe who was constantly galloping. After all, Huo Lan could not bear the coldness of the cold winter, and his hands and body were uncontrollably pressed on Xiao Yihe. This behavior made Xiao Yihe treat it as an invitation, and his movements became even more violent and excited.

Gradually, the villa was filled with beautiful ambiguity, and the spring scenery was endless. Huo Lan felt that she was about to part with her, but the man seemed to be tireless and kept asking for it. But she was already powerless to resist and collapsed on the sofa, allowing the man to rage. During this period, Huo Lan even became so tired that she fell asleep.

When Huo Lan woke up from her fatigue, she found that it was pitch black around her, and only a light from afar was coming through the crack of the door. Huo Lan didn't know what time it was, but in just a moment, she sat up directly.

Bang...

The smear found the switch and turned it on. The room was bright. Huo Lan then realized that this was Xiao Yihe's bedroom. The last time they were here, they were here.

Huo Lan sat on the bed, her legs still trembling. She looked around and saw that she didn't see her bag. She needed to know what time it was now.

Huo Lan got out of bed with her sore body, and there was no strand on her body. She could only pick up the blanket on the bed and wrap herself up, then opened the door and walked out.

The lights were brightly lit in the aisle, and the lights were on opposite the bedroom. When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Xiao Yihe sitting in the room opposite. A smell of smoke spread in the aisle, and her brows frowned slightly.

Huo Lan remembered that when they were in the United States, Xiao Yihe never smoked. Even every time his friends gathered, Xiao Yihe did not allow other friends to smoke as long as she was there. But now, he smoked cigarettes by himself. Looking at the posture, the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the desk, it seemed like an old cigarette gun.

Xiao Yihe also heard the movement and looked up, and he was facing Huo Lan's eyes. Huo Lan's expression of repulsive smell of smoke fell into his eyes.

Xiao Yihe paused and was about to extinguish the half-smoked cigarette, but the cigarettes were already approaching the ashtray. Suddenly, he smiled coldly, just flicked the cigarette butt with his fingertips, and a wisp of cigarette butt fell into the ashtray. After that, he put the cigarette to his mouth, took a deep breath, then opened his thin lips slightly, and spit out a round of cigarette rings.

During the whole process, the two of them looked at each other quietly, as if they had their own thoughts, but neither spoke.

Huo Lan felt guilty. She didn't like Xiao Yihe now, but she knew that Xiao Yihe had become like this now, and she had something to do with her.

Finally, Huo Lan sighed lightly, turned around, wrapped herself in a blanket and walked downstairs. She didn't know what time it was, but she could never leave for a night.

When she walked downstairs and saw the clothes scattered all over the floor, she frowned, then quietly picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on one by one, but two or three buttons had fallen off the shirt. Fortunately, there was a sweater outside, so she couldn't tell anything after putting it on.

After getting dressed, Huo Lan folded the blanket and placed it on the sofa, picked up the bag that he threw aside, looked out his cell phone and took a look. Fortunately, it was only ten o'clock, and he was obviously relieved.

Huo Lan Bar put his phone in and was about to walk towards the door. When he passed by the corridor, he looked at the second floor. He didn't know what he was thinking, but in the end he did nothing and walked out of the villa silently.

The moment the door was closed, a faint layer of sadness was stained with Huo Lan's eyes. Between them, they really became friends who met their physiological needs, and they had no extra greetings and politeness.

Huo Lan closed her clothes. Kyoto in winter was really cold, and the wind was biting, as if it was cold inside her bones. She sighed long, thinking that this was good, just pretending that it was all about taking the needs. What she wanted was the cooperation case of Yaoyuan Group, and what Xiao Yihe wanted was her body.

After thinking about this, Huo Lan didn't feel depressed. She was no longer in the age of spring, so she just thought it was to find a fixed sexual partner. After all, at her age, she also had times when she needed it.
Chapter completed!