Nodding tenderly: “don’t believe it, I don’t believe it, but it’s what he said. Your third brother and your fourth brother both care about you more than you think. Wynn, you should always remember that you have someone to rely on, you know?”
Howard warmed his heart and nodded.
On the first night of Han Zhi’s stay at Huo’s house, he insisted on pulling Huo Huaien to watch a movie.
The two of them nestled in the living room, saw it was past one o’clock in the morning, and finally fell asleep in the living room without knowing it.
Early in the morning, when the aunts at home were about to come in for cleaning, they saw that the eldest lady was sleeping deeply, and no one dared to disturb her, so they all backed out quietly.
At eight o’clock, a figure pushed open the entrance door and entered the living room.
The moment he saw Huo Huaien and Han Zhi sleeping together in the living room, his brows were tightly frowned.
Although one of them sleeps on the sofa, and the other is lying on the carpet on the other side, they are alone, man and widow, sharing the same room…
he is very angry.
He stepped forward, gently picked up Hawthorne, and took him upstairs.
Hawthorne opened his eyes in a daze, and the person in sight turned out to be Moxinian.
She thought she was dreaming, put her arms around Moxinian’s neck, and smiled at him, as if she was raving: “Brother Xinian, I dreamed of you.”
Moxi’s eyes were sharp.
Huo Huaien thought to himself, it’s reasonable that brother Xinian in the dream is also so serious.
Just thinking about it, moxinian had already pushed open the door of her room.
She blinked, no.
This is not a dream.
When she realized that she was about to speak, Moxinian had already put her on the bed, hugged her halfway, and kissed her passionately…
This kiss was almost confiscated by Moxinian.
Fortunately, Hawthorne, who was dazed by the kiss, reacted in time when his clothes were torn off.
She held moxinian’s hand tightly with both hands, blushing.
“Brother Xinian…”
Moxinian’s Adam’s apple twitched twice.
Howard reminded himself to be calm, to be calm.
“How did you come back?”
Moxinian’s hand caressed her cheek, and his voice was a little hoarse: “Wynn.”
Howard nodded, still looking at him.
Moxinian frowned: “I can’t wait any longer. You make a choice. Do you agree to be my girlfriend immediately, or do you need me to go to Ting Shen to confess my feelings for you now, and then be my girlfriend?”
Howard was startled.
This is not a multiple-choice question, this is a threat, Chi Guoguo’s threat.