Love is like melting

Chapter 237 Why Don't You Want Her (2)
The room is pitifully small, the blanket on the bed is messy, and there is a computer, mobile phone cable, earphones and so on on the small table.

There is also a pile of messy things on the table, in addition to books and clothes, there are unfinished biscuits, bread and so on.

There are two potted plants on the ground that are growing well.

It's just that in this space, if one person goes in, and the second person goes in again, there may be no place to step down.

"This - are you sure it's a place where people live?" Fu Qing hesitated, looking at the person in Xu Sizhe's arms, who was the most precious daughter of the Huo family.

Xu Sizhe didn't expect that the place where she lived was like this. He lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, and the distress in his eyes was so fleeting that Fu Qing didn't even catch it.

"Minister, why don't you give her a room to rest?" Fu Qing suggested, he didn't think this place could accommodate people, especially a girl like Huo Yimo.

Xu Sizhe pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "No need, put away the small table on the bed!"

Fu Qing immediately put down Sid in his hand, moved the small table on the bed to the side, and Jin was pulled away.

Xu Sizhe carefully placed her on the bed, and told Fu Qing, "Take off her shoes."

Fu Qing complied.

When Xu Sizhe reached out to pinch the corner of the quilt and was about to cover him with the brocade quilt, Huo Yimo, who had fallen asleep, suddenly raised his hands and wrapped them around his neck.

He was caught off guard by her, and when he lowered his head, her face rubbed against his neck, like a coquettish cat.

Xu Sizhe's body visibly stiffened, and her hot lips rubbed against the skin of his neck, and he could clearly feel the pulsation of his meridians where her lips rubbed.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qing's eyes lit up involuntarily: Girl, you did a great job!
Xu Sizhe grabbed her wrist and wanted to take her hand away from his neck, but Huo Yimo hugged her tightly, as if holding the last straw in his life.

He didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that she might become drunk and crazy when she woke up.

For a while I didn't know what to do.

Fu Qing was so excited that he really wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone. Minister, he said to open a room a long time ago!

How convenient it is to open a room!

Seeing Fu Qing's excited expression from the corner of his eyes, Xu Sizhe couldn't help furrowing his sword eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Have you still figured out a way?"

"Oh, I don't know what to do! Minister. How about I go out first?"

Xu Sizhe shot him a cold light, the meaning of warning is self-evident.

The light in the corner of his eyes saw the doll not far away again, and lowered his voice, "Bring me the clown."

Fu Qing didn't know what the minister wanted Sid to do, so he took it slowly and corrected him: "Minister, his name is Sid, he's a sloth, not a clown!"

The minister is so ignorant, and the generation gap with Miss Huo is too big, he will be disgusted by Miss Huo.

Xu Sizhe grabbed Sid over, with dissatisfaction lingering between his brows, feeling that Fu Qing was getting more and more, too much to be hated.

He shoved Sid's head into her arms, then took her hand away and let her hold Sid, so that his neck would finally be free and free.

Xu Sizhe stood up, rubbed his neck that was already sore, and glanced at her, she was sound asleep.

"let's go."

Ah!
This is the end?

A sense of disappointment flashed across Fu Qing's eyes. With such a great opportunity, the minister did nothing and just left?
Before he walked out, he couldn't help but glanced at the minister's waist. Could it be that Huo Yimo really hit the spot - the minister's side is not good?
Xu Sizhe walked towards the door, the hand that was about to turn off the light and leave. Just when his finger touched the switch and was about to press it, the person on the bed suddenly sat up.

Shocked, his sword eyebrows suddenly tightened.

Huo Yimo sat up and still hugged Sid tightly in her arms, staring at the mottled wall opposite with dull, unfocused eyes, like a soulless person.

Xu Sizhe didn't know whether she was awake, or dreaming, sleepwalking, and stood there without speaking for a while, staring at her intently.

Huo Yimo was stunned for a while, then suddenly started singing: "Take mine and return it to me, eat mine and spit it out... Hey, Bazahei!"

Xu Sizhe: "..."

In the next second, Huo Yimo turned his head, and with a "vomit", he began to vomit all over his stomach. He vomited out all the dinner, red wine, and beer.

The ground was full of filth, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell, but Huo Yimo finished vomiting, got off with a "bang", lay down on the bed and continued to sleep.

Standing there, Xu Sizhe's brows twitched slightly, and he really couldn't help but began to pinch the space between his brows.

He had never met someone of the opposite sex like Huo Yimo.

When sober, he barks his teeth and claws, has thorns all over his body, swears without swearing, has a strong body, and is slovenly; when he is drunk, he is neurotic, and he is just like everyone else when he is drunk.

Standing at the same place, after some inner struggle and entanglement, he stepped over the filth, walked to the bedside and picked her up in her sleep, she hugged Sid and walked out of the room.

Fu Qing who was waiting downstairs lit up his eyes, hey, has the minister figured it out? !
"Find someone to clean up her nest tomorrow!" He couldn't leave her in such a place to sleep with those filth.

The light was dim, Xu Sizhe didn't notice the strange smile on Fu Qing's face.

"Yes, Minister!"

Fu Qing hurriedly opened the car door and asked, "Minister, where are you going?"

hotel?

Where are the best hotels located in Rock City?

Before Fu Qing could think of the specific address, Xu Sizhe's deep voice came from the carriage: "Go home."

Fu Qing was so excited that he wanted to set off fireworks.

The minister has been single for three years, kept his body like a jade for three years, and finally brought a woman home!

As a secretary, do you want to give the minister some security measures?
After thinking about it, I still don't need it.

The minister is not young anymore, it would be even better if Miss Huo had one!You can cook raw rice and be a father, the best of both worlds!
Fu Qing drove all the way, and all the way, he had already imagined the minister becoming a father a few years later, the picture of a child who can make soy sauce, and the mother of a child!

How beautiful, a winner in life!
The car stopped at the door of Xu Sizhe's residence, Fu Qing opened the door neatly, Xu Sizhe got out of the car with Huo Yimo in his arms, entered the door, and went directly to the second floor.

Fu Qing didn't follow him upstairs, and when he arrived at the door, he said wittily that he went back to rest if he had nothing to do.

Xu Sizhe asked him to go back to rest without thinking too much.

He put Huo Yimo on the bed in his room, covered the quilt, turned off the light, turned and went downstairs.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Sizhe was originally downstairs, when he heard some movement upstairs, he immediately stopped his movements and strode upstairs.

He walked to the door of the bedroom, and habitually opened the door directly. There was no one in the empty room, and the bed sheets on the big bed that should have been occupied were messy and empty.

Frowning his eyebrows, he took a step into the room, and just as he took a step, something hit the back of his head suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, there was screaming and cursing: "You pervert, rogue, pervert!"

While cursing, he beat him fiercely with something in his hand.

Xu Sizhe was beaten several times, turned around unbearably, pinched her wrist precisely, and said in a deep voice, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Huo Yimo heard a familiar voice, and then raised her head to see the familiar handsome face. She couldn't help taking a breath: "Xu...Xu...Xu Sizhe! Why are you?"

Xu Sizhe frowned, and asked back: "It's not me, who do you want?" His voice paused, and he added three more words: "Li Yangyu?"

When Li Yangyu was mentioned, she felt inexplicably guilty, she raised her delicate chin, and retorted unconvinced: "It's none of his business!"

Xu Sizhe didn't speak, his eyes fell on her, seeming to look at her, seeming to probe...

(End of this chapter)