Lord Huo annoyed the little ancestor again

Chapter 70 Miss Fu, please be more reserved

When Huo Beiyi heard this, something was wrong, "Isn't the Jiang family's matter resolved?"

"That kid Jiang Longfeng is very dark. The sun hasn't set yet. My identity has probably been spread by him, but I still have some contacts in Jiangcheng. He can't hurt me, it's Xixi—"

Mr. Ji held Huo Beiyi's hand, as if he was dying, his old eyes were sincere and sincere, "I can only count on you!"

Huo Beiyi: "..."

Huo Beiyi: "Don't worry, grandpa, I will take care of her."

……

into the night.

in the bedroom.

Fu Xi, who was sleeping on the floor, quietly stretched out one hand and climbed onto the edge of the bed, but was kicked back by Huo Beiyi, "Miss Fu, please be more reserved, and don't try to climb onto my bed."

Fu Xi was forced to withdraw her hand, and was so depressed that she hammered the ground twice.

The next second, I really felt unwilling, and sat up angrily again, dissatisfied, "I slept on the floor yesterday, why am I still sleeping on the floor today?"

Huo Beiyi put his hands behind his head, tilted his head, and looked at Fu Xi's swollen little face through the cold moonlight sneaking in through the window, "You want to sleep with me that much?"

"...This bed is so big, can we be half of each other?"

"not good."

"I swear, I promise not to touch you!"

"alright."

"...???"

Fu Xi didn't react for a while, and after staying for two seconds, she immediately rolled up the quilt and climbed up Hiroki.

Lying peacefully on the side of the bed, before closing his eyes, he secretly glanced at Huo Beiyi next to him, "I'm asleep."

"Ah."

Huo Beiyi's voice was tired.

He turned over and looked at the woman sleeping next to him.

She was breathing lightly.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

He stretched out his hand towards her face, his slender fingertips passed over her cherry lips, the bridge of her nose... When she noticed something and opened her eyes, he patted it neatly!
"Snapped!"

Crisp and loud!

Fu Xi closed her eyes subconsciously, then opened them fiercely, "Huo Beiyi, what are you doing!"

"You have mosquitos on your forehead."

Huo Beiyi turned on the light and showed her the palm of his hand.

It's clean, nothing.

He raised his eyebrows, a little regretful, "Unfortunately, he flew away and was not killed."

Fu Xi: "..."

I knock you...! !

She took a deep breath, resisting the urge to kill him.

He is good at drawing a clear line between Chu and Han in the middle of the bed, "Hey, this line, even if I am killed by a mosquito, you can't cross it!"

"Row."

Huo Beiyi lay back, with one hand barely pressing on the dividing line, "A good heart is treated like a donkey's liver and lungs."

"..."

cut.

Believe in you!

Fu Xi curled her lips, after turning off the lights, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and kicked the quilt away in annoyance.

The quilt crossed the line and ran onto Huo Beiyi.

There was a thump in her heart, and she wanted to secretly pull it back, but when she just stretched out her hand, she saw a man staring at her in the darkness, his thin lips bent into a mocking arc.

Fu Xiquan pretended that she was blind and couldn't see, so she took the mobile phone from the bedside table and turned her back to Huo Beiyi, pretending to concentrate on playing with the mobile phone.

The temperature was low at night, she curled up and sneezed several times from the cold.

Huo Beiyi looked at her pitiful puppy look, and kindly returned the quilt to her, "What are you looking at?"

His generosity touched her a little.

Fu Xi embraced the lost and recovered quilt, and turned to answer him, "Read novels."

"What novel?"

"Pure Love Tanmei Wen."

"..."

(End of this chapter)