It's like the hot sweat that falls on the neck of the summer evening.

"Xia Wan." He called his name and whispered, "Your heart is beating so fast."

He asked again, "Do you want me to compensate you like this?"

Xia Wan didn't speak, he half-closed his eyes and raised his head, and placed his kiss on Huo Yu's deep scar.

Huo Yu paused for a moment, then hugged him tightly into his arms.

I don't know why, at the moment when was hugged so tightly that could barely breathe, Xia Wan suddenly remembered that she had promised fans that she would send a selfie tonight.

"Eldest young master," Xia Wan has always been very trustworthy, so she immediately said, "I promised the fans that they would send selfies today."

The golden ring on the slender white ankle kept shaking, and the broken diamonds sprinkled dazzling brilliance with the movement, which was extremely beautiful.

Far better than imagined.

Huo Yu gave a low laugh when he landed the kiss on that piece of skin.

"Is that so?" he asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

At this time, Huo Yu was very different from usual, and even had a completely opposite temperament.

"Xia Wan." Huo Yu called his name, bowed his head and kissed his sweaty hair, his voice was low and oppressive in his ears.

"No," he said.

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No one is allowed to compete with Xiao Huo for the night, hum!

so tired, QAQ

Chapter 81 This Damn Sweetness

Xia Wan's body was a little tired, as if someone who had not exercised for a long time ran three kilometers at once, and the whole body was sore.

He moved his body under the quilt, and then fell silent again.

"Awake?" Suddenly, Huo Yu's voice came from the end of the bed.

Xia Wan lifted the quilt and saw Huo Yu was putting down the PAD and stood up from the sofa.

"Drinking water?" he asked, lightly touching Xia Wan's slightly dry lips.

"Well." Xia Wan replied, her voice slightly hoarse.

He pursed his lips unconsciously, thinking of the messy words that Huo Yu had forced him to say at the end of last night, his ears could not help heating up.

Naturally, he raised his hand and touched his ear.

"What's wrong?" Huo Yu asked immediately upon seeing his action.

Huo Yu was already dressed neatly, the beige cashmere sweater looked soft and warm on him, and a white shirt cuff was exposed at the end of the sleeve. Further forward, the well-jointed hand was holding a glass.

"It's alright." Xia Wan raised her face and smiled at him, reaching for the water glass.

"I'm coming." Huo Yu said, bringing the water glass to Xia Wan's lips.

Xia Wan didn't insist, he leaned on Huo Yu's shoulder and drank half a cup of hot water with his hand, only then did he feel alive again.

"Eldest young master," he asked, looking around looking for his mobile phone, "what time is it?"

The phone was not found, but as far as the eye could see something else.

For example, the white dress that was stained and crumpled just after wearing it was lying quietly on the carpet. Moving forward, there was the large window of Huo Yu's bedroom, as well as a set of leather sofas. On the round table in front of the sofa, Huo Yu phone is flashing constantly.

"Eldest young master," Xia Wan pursed her lips, deliberately ignoring the dress, "you seem to have a call coming in."

"Don't worry about it." Huo Yu wiped the water from the corners of his lips for him, then raised his wrist to check the time, "It's just half past ten."

"It's so late?" Xia Wan was startled, then remembered the selfie he promised his fans last night.

It was definitely not possible to take a selfie. Xia Wan gently twisted his fingertips, feeling guilty and uneasy.

Even if you want to make up a look from yesterday...

Xia Wan unconsciously glanced at the dress again, with great regret.

"What's wrong?" Noticing his actions, Huo Yu smiled lightly, "Reluctant?"

"It's all your fault." Xia Wan was indignant and distressed, "I only wore it once."

"I'll order a better one for you." Huo Yu lowered his eyes and held his ankle.

The anklet is quieter now, only shaking slightly under Huo Yu's palm, and then it sticks to Xia Wan's skin and doesn't move.

"Next time," Huo Yu smiled silently, "it's time to wear a bell."

"Ah?" Xia Wan was stunned for a moment, then raised her foot to kick, but Huo Yu held it even tighter.

"It's so fierce to give you something?" Huo Yu looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Xia Wan rushed over to catch him, and was caught by Huo Yu's waist.

The two laughed and made trouble, and finally Huo Yu was afraid that he would freeze, and wrapped him into the quilt layer by layer like a silkworm chrysalis.

"Sleep later." He said, leaning over and kissing his forehead lightly, "I'll go down and make you something to eat."

"I'm not too hungry," Xia Wan said, and then added, "I want to eat with you at noon."

The blackout curtains blocked it tightly, but Xia Wan still saw strands of light in Huo Yu's eyes.

"It's gotta be two mouthfuls of pads," he said, and walked out reluctantly.

Xia Wan was quiet for a moment, got up and put on a nightgown, and picked up his mobile phone on the ground.

The phone was turned off, and when it was turned on, messages and calls kept popping in.

There was a long line of missed calls, three of which came from Xia Chengzhang, and the other two came from Cui Xiaoheng, his manager at Covered Bridge.

If it wasn't for something very important, under normal circumstances, Xia Chengzhang would rarely make three phone calls in a row.

Afraid of delaying Xia Wan's business, he mostly only made one call. Even if he didn't receive it, he would not call again, but waited for Xia Wan to call back when he saw the call.

The time of Cui Xiaoheng's call was even more subtle, it was around two o'clock in the morning and almost three o'clock in the morning.

Unless it's something very important, Cui Xiaoheng shouldn't call at this time, and it's two calls.

Xia Wan pursed his lips, and his heart was tight, and he was worried.

Too late to think about it, he immediately called Xia Chengzhang's phone.