Huo Yunting's head was very dizzy, and he tried his best to restrain the surging heat in his body, and his deep eyes gradually turned a layer of blood red.

Xia Wantang could feel his suppressed pain just by watching from the side.

"Yun Ting..." Xia Wantang's eyes also turned red. She, who had no good feelings for Xia Chuwei, became more disgusted with Xia Chuwei.

How could Xia Chuwei be so cruel?

She is a woman with strong principles and traditional and conservative thinking, so it is difficult for her to accept being entangled with married men.

Seeing Huo Yunting feeling so uncomfortable, Xia Wantang felt extremely heartbroken.

What she said to Xia Chuwei before was just to deliberately test Xia Chuwei.

When she said those words, she didn't think about what really happened to Huo Yunting and whether Huo Yunting would divorce and marry her.

She disdains this way.

But now, the words she had said came into her mind like a devil.

She even imagined such a scene and found that she was not disgusted.

On the contrary, there is also a kind of inexplicable tension.

Xia Wantang turned his head and looked at the man beside him who was trying hard to suppress him.

At such a moment, the man did not look embarrassed, but instead became sexy, with a dangerous and fatal attraction all over his body.

The thoughts in my heart are like prairie fire, and they are out of control.

Xia Wantang slowly approached the man.

......

After returning from the banquet, Xia Chuwei returned to the villa.

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning, and Huo Yunting still did not come back.

She was not surprised.

Because he has basically never come back recently.

But for some reason, her eyelids kept twitching, and she always felt as if something bad was about to happen.

This uneasiness has no reason, but it makes her feel irritated for no reason.

Or maybe it was what happened today...

Thinking of this, Xia Chuwei opened her bag and took out the bottle that Xia Wantang gave her.

The bottle is empty and nothing.

Xia Chuwei held her forehead and let out a long sigh.

In the end, she didn't make up her mind and poured out all the bottle.

She still has to find another way to deal with Tang Su.

Xia Chuwei took a shower, turned off the light and lay down.

The night was dark and dark, but Xia Chuwei was sleeping uneasy.

She had a lot of chaotic dreams.

The moonlight was quiet, and she dreamed that she was sitting in a back garden playing the piano.

It is still the song "Moonlight Sea" she is familiar with.

After the sound of the piano stopped, a slender tall man walked over from behind her.

He handed the rose in his hand to her and said, "Give it to you."

She took the flowers handed over by the man, and her eyebrows were curved with smiles.

"Thanks."

The man just looked down at her, and his dark pupils reflected the figure of a woman.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it." Xia Chuwei nodded, then seemed to have thought of something, and took out a gift box with exquisite packaging from the piano stand.

"Yun Ting, this is my anniversary gift to you."

The man took her gift and slowly opened it.

In the gift box, there is a precious fountain pen.

The man raised his sword eyebrows, "I had a birthday some time ago. You gave me a wallet and today I gave me another fountain pen?"

Xia Chuwei held the flowers in her hand and said seriously: "After the flowers wither, there is nothing left. But you can always use the things I give you. In your spare time, when you see what I give you, you will think of me."


Chapter completed!