The moment she finished speaking, she clearly felt that the air pressure around her completely lowered to the bottom of the valley. The already cold face of the man beside her was unspeakable at this moment, as if covered with ice, making people shudder.

Looking at his deep and bottomless eyes deeply, Xia Wan felt even more guilty.

Although she didn't feel guilty.

"Huo Qingsui..." She climbed onto his arm with both hands, rubbed her whole body, raised her face and acted coquettishly, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Huo Qingsui looked at her with his eyes down, his thin lips pursed even tighter.

"Angry?" He asked indifferently.

Xia Wan swallowed unconsciously and shook his arm. She spoke softly again: "Don't be angry with me, Huo Qingsui, Uncle Huo..."

Her body moved, and she approached him, and the breath she exhaled deliberately blew on his face.

"Hao..."

"Why am I angry?"

Wen Wen asked indifferently, interrupting her quickly.

Caught off guard.

Xia Wanwei was stunned.

In his sight, his face was always tense, his face was as gloomy as if water could drip out at any time, and the wrinkles gathered between his eyebrows were becoming more and more obvious.

It's really...

I have never seen such a stingy man.

But...

I didn’t expect that her Uncle Huo had such a cute side!

With his hand, Xia Wan poked his chest, hummed softly, and asked deliberately: "So, aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry."

There are three words without any emotional ups and downs.

cut……

Xia Wan couldn't help rolling her eyes at an angle he couldn't see.

"real?"

“…”

The man looked ahead with no expression on his face, without a response.

It's clearly an angry look.

Xia Wan secretly complained in her heart, she probably guessed that he didn't want to hear Zuo Tingchuan's name.

only……

There were many doubts, she didn't care that he didn't like it, or she would get even more angry. She had to figure out some problems.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips. The next moment, she simply sat on his thighs, then reached out to wrap around his neck.

"Huo Qingsui."

"Um."

Xia Wan glared at him coquettishly when she heard the sound, and stretched out a hand to stroke his frowned brow and tried to soothe: "About... Zuo Tingchuan, Huo Qingsui, when I went to the cemetery today, was the car behind our car... it was him?"

At the last syllable exit, she keenly captured the darkness that flashed in the man's eyes.

Is it really Zuo Tingchuan?

She became more and more confused in her heart. She thought for a few seconds. She looked at him and asked again: "You knew that the person who saved me was Zuo Tingchuan in the morning, right? You... have you met before today?"

Taking a deep breath, she mustered up the courage to ask the last question: "Why don't you tell me?"

After saying this in one breath, her heartbeats inexplicably.

The face of the man in front of him had become a hundred times thicker, or even a thousand times thicker than the ink.

Even his eyes...

Xia Wan blinked: "Huo..."

"What did he say to you?" Huo Qing looked at her quietly, his voice as if it was overflowing from the depths of his throat. Before she could answer, he asked again, "Why have you been there for so long? Hum?"

He said it was very calm.

But Xia Wan still felt the faint anger and sour smell in the words.

This old man...

A trace of cunning flashed across her eyes. She raised her eyes and snorted softly, saying arrogantly: "Huo Qingsui, I asked you first, you can answer my question first."

Huo Qingsui glanced at her when he heard this.

He didn't say anything, but his face looked even more ugly.

The storm is coming.

It can't be concealed at all.

Xia Wan glanced at him, poked his chest with slender fingers, and then picked it up and said surely: "Huo Qingsui, are you jealous?"

While talking, she stared at him without blinking, afraid of missing any small expressions on his face.

However--

"No."

The man's low voice seemed to be as usual.

It's really...

Lost to him!

Xia Wan made a gesture to bulge her cheeks and pretended to be angry and glared at him: "Huo Qingsui!"

I don't want men to feel like they haven't heard of it.

It's simply!

Awkward guy!

Although she thought about this, Xia Wan's heart felt a little sweet.

"Hey," she poked him, then slowly approached, deliberately touching his nose, softened his voice and threatened, "Huo Qingsui, don't be angry with me, otherwise I will be angry!"

After pausing for two seconds, she explained: "I went to see him. Once he came, he was my life-savior. This cannot be denied. Besides, we also want to see him thank you this time. For the sake of reason, I should say thank you to him personally, so..."

"I said I'll go with you." Huo Qingsui interrupted her in a deep voice.

Xia Wan raised her lips.

Humph.

I know the awkwardness is here.

"But he repeatedly stated that he only saw me." She said.

When Huo Qingsui heard this, somehow his anger surged into his heart: "So what?"

Is she the reason for her to go alone?

Does she know...

The two got very close, and his anger naturally merged into his breath and sprayed it on Xia Wan's skin.

"He also said that there are very important things to tell me."

"Summer evening!"

Xia Wan looked at him for a few seconds, then calmed down and temporarily left these things. Instead, he asked the doubts he had when he was in the restaurant: "Huo Qingsui, are you... afraid?"

His attitude towards Zuo Tingchuan...

Too strange.

"Hao..."

"No."

No?

Who are you lying to?

What will happen if you admit it?

Xia Wan thought resentfully, and suddenly she had the urge to not want to pay attention to him anymore. At worst, she would have a cold war. Anyway, she hadn't had a cold war.

but……

Beichi unconsciously bit her lower lip, but she still lost to him.

"Huo Qingsui..." He held his face instead with his hands. Xia Wan looked at him and deliberately pouted his lips slightly and said, "I like only you, how could anyone else run into my eyes?"
To be continued...