The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 129 Let Her Go Back
"My taste has changed. I won't wear a white evening dress for future parties." It can be other colors, it doesn't have to be white.

She will not never wear white dresses for Luo Zhibin, Luo Zhibin does not have that much influence on her.

What can affect her is Huo Yanzheng's joys and sorrows.

The gloom in Huo Yanzheng's heart faded away, and a gleam of joy crept up her brows. Her attitude convinced him that she didn't want to have anything to do with Luo Zhibin anymore, and the concern on her face made him understand that she didn't ignore him, but cared about him. Mood.

Afraid that he would think too much, afraid that he would be sad.

Huo Yanzheng gradually felt relieved that as long as Chu Wan had him in his heart, then these insignificant details would not be worth caring about, "If I give it to you, you can wear it."

She doesn't have to give up her preferences just to accommodate him.

Even if that person is him.

If Chu Wan really liked the white evening dress, he would not stop her.

"Well, okay." Chu Wan didn't let go of Huo Yanzheng's shirt, and nodded in response, "I'll wear it at home, just for you to see."

Chu Wan's voice is sweet, soft and waxy, delicate and soft, her calm and peaceful face reveals a faint emotion, her smile overflows her clear and clear eyes, and scattered into the sky full of stars.

Her unique little woman's posture was directly exposed in front of Huo Yanzheng.

A white evening dress can be worn, but it is not appropriate to wear it to a banquet at present. She does not want Huo Yanzheng to receive strange eyes and be criticized.

At least, after the top circle clarifies her relationship with Luo Zhibin, then we can talk about it.

Huo Yanzheng watched Chu Wan remove the coldness between her brows, leaving only a smile and shyness. He leaned over, lowered his head, and kissed Chu Wan's smooth and plump forehead lightly. His voice was hoarse: "What kind of night do you want?" I will give you all the dresses, and when the time comes, you can wear them in rotation and show them to me."

Chu Wan put her hands around Huo Yanzheng's waist, feeling Huo Yanzheng's slightly cool thin lips gently press a hot kiss on her forehead.

Her heart was slightly hot, steaming with heat.

At home, it's not on any grand occasion, so there's no need to wear evening dresses in rotation, but if Huo Yanzheng likes to look at it, then she can show him it every day.

Left and right, there are a bunch of dresses in the closet that haven't been worn yet.

"Yan Zheng, then I'll show you how to wear it every day until you get tired of it." It was she who responded to his shallow kiss with sweet joy.

Huo Yanzheng clasped the back of Chu Wan's head and held her tightly in his chest. There were waves rolling in his deep black eyes, and deep thoughts were hidden in them ups and downs.

"You don't have to wear it every day, you don't have to wear it every day. You can wear it when you want to." Huo Yanzheng said realistically, "Besides, you don't have to worry that I will get tired of seeing it one day." .”

This is impossible.

He will never get tired of her.

Not to mention, she was radiant and charming in an evening gown, so beautiful that he was so enchanting that he couldn't get enough of her, and how could he get tired of seeing her.

Chu Wan was buried in Huo Yanzheng's chest, and the corners of her lips could not stop rising. Although Huo Yanzheng didn't have sweet words, he could always speak to her heart.

Breaking Huo Yanzheng's inherent serious stereotype, you can see his gentle and affectionate inside. It's not like he is so cold without a little warmth.

He held her in his arms, it was warm.

"Me too." Chu Wan murmured in his arms, didn't say anything else, just replied to him in a low voice.

This sentence alone is enough to express everything.

She won't get tired of seeing him, and she only wishes to see him every day for the rest of her life.

The tender moment spreads infinitely, and the warm and beautiful picture is frozen.

The hustle and bustle of Bincheng gradually faded away in their world, leaving only the appropriate silence.

After hugging for an indeterminate amount of time, Chu Wan let go of her hand, and pushed Huo Yanzheng: "There is still a little content in the album that I haven't finished reading. I'm going to read it now. You can do your work."

Although Chu Wan's voice was slow and she tried her best to maintain a calm appearance, the blush on her cheeks unexpectedly revealed the shyness in her heart.

Huo Yanzheng had a pampered face, he raised his index finger and scratched Chu Wan's upturned nose, "I'll be busy soon, wait for me to go back with you." Then, following Chu Wan's wishes, he stood up and walked to In front of the desk.

Chu Wan placed the unfinished album on her knees and flipped through it page by page.

Looking at it, Chu Wan felt thirsty.

She picked up the light orange cup on her right hand and took a sip.

The tea has been left for a long time, and it is already cold.

But Chu Wan was surrounded by circles of warmth. Her body, together with her heart, was warm and hot enough to offset the coolness in the tea.

Chu Wan raised her eyes slightly, and looked at Huo Yanzheng who was sitting on the office chair with a stern face. She pulled her red lips and smiled, happiness was written all over her face.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Standing outside the door was Xu Yang.

With Huo Yanzheng's permission, Xu Yang opened the door and entered the office.

Seeing Chu Wan, Xu Yang greeted Chu Wan respectfully.

Chu Wan smiled back, nodded in response to Xu Yang, then withdrew her eyes, and continued to look through the picture album in her hand with a normal expression.

"Someone is looking for you downstairs, Mr. Huo." Xu Yang was talking about this matter.

Huo Yanzheng said without raising his head, "If you don't have an appointment, then you won't see me."

Although Huo Yanzheng's voice was clear, soaked in the chill of the mid-winter, and never fluctuated, but in Xu Yang's ears, he could hear Huo Yanzheng's slight displeasure with his eyesight.

It's not difficult to explain, the Huo family has long stipulated that if you want to see Huo Yanzheng, you must make an appointment first, otherwise, Huo Yanzheng will not meet.

As Huo Yanzheng's right-hand man, Xu Yang should know this rule.

But since he knew it, he committed it knowingly, which made Huo Yanzheng unhappy.

"But, she insisted on seeing you." Xu Yang looked embarrassed, "She has been making trouble downstairs for a long time, and she refuses to leave no matter what."

Huo Yanzheng's eyes were dark, he raised his head, his cold eyes glanced at Xu Yang, "Then you shouldn't look for me, you should let the security escort her away."

No matter who is causing trouble downstairs in Huo's, the simplest and most brutal way is to let the security guards blow them away.

Xu Yang didn't know this truth, but the person who made the trouble was not low-level, and he couldn't deal with it easily, so he came to ask Huo Yanzheng's opinion.

"However, she said that she has something important to discuss with you, so please be sure to meet her." Xu Yang did not add details, but told her the truth.

"I'm not free, let her go back."

Huo Yanzheng's voice was mellow and hoarse, but it was clear and cold, carrying a slight oppression that hit his face.

It's frightening.

Huo Yanzheng has no time to pay attention to such a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)