Uncle, be gentle, it hurts

The voice was low and deep, with a trace of me. Cui Xiaoli's heart trembled when he heard it. "If you don't think it's ugly, just leave this scar."

With that, Cui Xiaoli raised her little hand and touched the scar on Huo Chenyan's shoulder, as well as the two scabby scars on her chest.

In addition, Cui Xiaoli saw that Huo Chenyan still had some old scars, big and small. Some of them were distressed. She raised her face and laughed at him. "You also have many scars, Lao Huo. You have them, and I want them too."

Huo dust flame's voice sank down, very disapproval, "I am a man, man's scar is honor. You're a woman, not to mention a woman of mine. How can you leave a scar? "

Cui Xiaoli pouted unhappily, "Lao Huo, you are discriminating against women. Male chauvinism is very serious." Big palm stroked her clean back, Huo Chenyan sighed a low, clear and beautiful voice sounded slowly, "in my opinion, my woman is to enjoy happiness, not to suffer, scar means pain, these women don't need to bear, in the future, we have a daughter, I will also give up

She held it in the palm of her hand to keep her from getting hurt. "

Cui Xiaoli was very moved and thought about it. She said, "according to what you mean, I don't think I will get hurt in the future. This scar is very commemorative. Why don't I have a pattern on it?"

Huo Chenyan should have agreed, "what do you want to tattoo?"

Cui Xiaoli's beautiful eyes turned around, bent his lips, narrowed his eyes and laughed, "flame, that must be cool!"

Suddenly, Huo Chenyan's dark eyes darkened, and his eyes were full of blazing heat. He recognized another meaning, and his interest suddenly came. He turned over and pressed Cui Xiaoli, kissing her white and delicate skin, and began to attack the city.

After this time, Cui Xiaoli fainted again. The next morning, Huo Chenyan got up early and went to lift Cui Xiaoli's quilt.

"Old Huo, don't make trouble."

Cui Xiaoli is very dissatisfied. She always has a strong sense of getting up and can't open her eyes.

Huo Chenyan picked her up and pinched her nose. "From this morning, you will run with me." Or you don't have the strength to have a baby at night.

Cui Xiaoli was very reluctant at the beginning. Before he opened his eyes, he pushed away his troubled hand. "But I haven't slept well. Go and run by yourself."

Huo Chenyan nibbled her ear. "Don't you want to be my equal?"

"Yes."

Cui Xiaoli's brain is not clear, and he doesn't know why he suddenly mentioned this.

Huo Chenyan whispered in her ear, "your physical strength is so poor. When you are in danger, can you compare with me?"

Cui Xiaoli's eyes finally opened. He thought dully, "it seems... Can't."

"Do you still want to compete with me?"

"Yes."

"Then run with me. First, I'll improve my physical strength. Then I'll teach you shooting and fighting skills."

Cui Xiaoli's eyes suddenly widened, and he was sober. "Is that true? Can I learn fighting skills?"

"Well." Huo Chenyan is very satisfied with her reaction, black eyes swept a touch of unfathomable luster, docile, "now want to run with me?"

"Yes!"

Cui Xiaoli immediately got up, got out of bed and ran into the bathroom to wash.

Lao Huo's plot was successful. His black eyes were staring at the direction of the bathroom door, and his handsome and delicate cold face floated a pleasant smile.

Because of tattoo, in the afternoon, Huo Chenyan took Cui Xiaoli to Mo Wuxuan.

When the car stops at the gate of Mo Wuxuan, Cui Xiaoli is not happy. The woman in the car covets her old Huo, "how can I come here?"

Huo Chenyan said simply, "there are people here who have good skills." After a pause, his tone was a little deep and complicated, and he said, "next week... Huoliankai's birthday party, I want to prepare a suit of evening dress for you."

Cui Xiaoli looked at him in surprise. "Do you mean I'm going too?"

Huo dust flame light narrowed the next ink color long Mou, the eye breeze swept to come over, "how, you don't want?"

Cui Xiaoli is a little flustered, "no, I mean it's not suitable for me to go there."

Huo Chenyan suddenly started to smile. His smile swayed and made his handsome face more delicate and picturesque. His tone was full of banter. "Mrs. Huo, you're all tied up by me. What's wrong with pulling out for a walk."

"Huo Chenyan, what do you think I am and why do you take me out for a walk?"

Cui Xiaoli is very dissatisfied with his description, a pair of narrow eyes stare round, Huo Chenyan see funny, pinch her face, "I think you are Mr. Huo's wife, OK, go in." Cui Xiaoli sat in his original position and gave him a white look. He said, "is that right? Does Mr. Huo mean that he often pulls his wife out for a walk in the future? If so, Mrs. Huo will tie a rope around her husband's neck to pull him out. In this case, look at Mr. Huo

Are you still happy? "

Huo Chenyan was amused by her angry appearance and funny description, and felt that he was eaten to death by her. As soon as she was small, he couldn't help trying to coax her. He didn't look like the cold self. With a long arm, Huo Chenyan encircled her slender waist, rubbed her fragrant hair with his chin, and then gently kissed her forehead. In her ear, he whispered, "as long as Mrs. Huo is willing, Mr. Huo is willing to be slipped by you..." he paused, his eyes were dark

The color of his voice darkened, and his clear voice was tinged with a touch of hoarseness, adding, "the occasion is limited to the bed."

Cui Xiaoli looked at him seriously playing a hooligan. His little face turned red quickly. He pushed him away and got out of the car.

I thought to myself that she was really eaten to death by him. As long as he played a hooligan, she would be totally overwhelmed.

When it comes to tattooing, Cui Xiaoli has an impulse to regret, because the whole process is painful. Fortunately, the flame is not complicated, and the tattoo is finished soon.

A week later, the tattoo completely scab, began to show color, the red gold flame is not big, but very gorgeous, like a brilliant mark, branded on the white and tender skin of fine porcelain, beautiful. Cui Xiaoli is wearing a delicate and cool little face with light makeup. Her facial features become three-dimensional. Her whole face is beautiful and beautiful. She wears a light purple sleeveless knee length skirt and a beautiful and conspicuous flame tattoo. There is a trace of heat in her original pure and charming temperament

Strong fragrance.

In the car, the more Huo Chenyan looks at Cui Xiaoli, the more eager he is. He wants to strip her clothes and bully her. He doesn't want to go to any dinner or birthday party!

Cui Xiaoli felt his burning eyes. He was about to snatch his lipstick coated lips, and they were caught by his thin lips. He sucked and licked them, kissing fiercely and eagerly.

At first, Cui Xiaoli was still worried about the makeup on her face. Later, she was so moved that she took the initiative to hold his neck and kiss him back.

Zhou Yuan in the driver's seat, as always, had a look, and automatically raised the middle partition.

The clapboard woke them up.

Huo Chenyan's eyes are low, Cui Xiaoli's lipstick is light. I don't know when the zipper on the back of the skirt is pulled open by him, revealing a clean and thin back, a round and lovely shoulder, and a delicate and beautiful clavicle... Cui Xiaoli raises her eyes, only looks at Huo Chenyan, but covers her mouth and smiles. It seems that she sees something strange and can't stop smiling, Even the eyes are bent up.