After picking out the nightdress, she glanced casually as she passed the dressing table, and was taken aback when she saw the packing box on the table, then quickly walked over and grabbed the packing box.

She just forgot what she said!It turns out that Mr. Huo's susceptibility period is coming soon!As a secretary, I didn't remind her!What a dereliction of duty!

Shaking the box, it was empty, it seemed that Huo Qingzhi had already used the inhibitor, she was relieved in her heart, it was okay.

The side effects of using a powerful inhibitor last time were so severe, and if she forgot to use the inhibitor in advance this time and used a powerful inhibitor temporarily, she really didn't know what would happen.

Song Yuran trembled, feeling frightened for a while.

She took the nightgown to the bathroom and knocked on the door. She was ready to pass the nightgown in at the door, when she heard Huo Qingzhi's voice from inside, which was muffled through the wooden boards.

"Then I'm coming in." Song Yuran made a special reminder before pressing the doorknob, guessing that it would be inconvenient for Huo Qingzhi to take the shower inside, so she let her in.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he met Huo Qingzhi's eyes.

It's just that the other party is sitting in the bathtub, with long curly hair pinned behind his head, his smooth and round shoulders are half exposed in the air, and there is a sea of white bubbles floating on the water surface, where there are no bubbles, you can see lavender under the water surfaceThe color of lavender bath salts.

I can't see the specifics.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to see a shocking scene as soon as he opened the door, his face turned red instantly, and he dodged and didn't dare to look again.

"You, your nightdress." The voice stammered a little.

"Put it on the shelf."

She put away her nightgown at the speed of light, and immediately said, "I, I'm going out first!"

The back was full of embarrassment and fled. After closing the door, he touched his nose unconsciously. Fortunately, there was no embarrassment.

Her heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to jump out of her throat, Song Yuran didn't understand, weren't they all women, she had some of them herself, and it's not like she had never seen them before, no matter how she looked at them, she looked like a thief.

She settled down, took two deep breaths, and suppressed her frantic heartbeat.

The beef in the pot was bubbling and bubbling, Song Yuran turned down the heat a bit and let it simmer slowly, and came out of the kitchen with the remaining half bottle of red wine.

Huo Qingzhi had already come out of the shower, and the moment he saw her clearly, the wine in his hand almost didn't drop.

A woman sitting on the sofa, with one leg folded on top of the other, her slender legs becoming whiter under the light, long curly cold brown hair casually draped over her shoulders, the wet end of her hair is being gently wiped with a towel.

What made Song Yuran flustered was the nightdress on Huo Qingzhi's body. He picked out the nightdress with the idea of playing a prank. At that time, he saw that the skirt was just a little short, and the shoulder straps were very thin. He never imagined the upper body effect.

Now can clearly see the V-neck design of the neckline, so that Huo Qingzhi just raised his hand, and the shoulder strap on the other side slid down a little, so that it could not be dropped and hung on the joint between the shoulder and the arm, and the scenery of the career line was looming.

Song Yuran was almost fainted by the shaking, but the person involved didn't seem to think there was any problem. Seeing her coming out of the kitchen, she smiled normally and said, "The meal is ready?"

"No, it's still early." Song Yuran pretended to be calm, and walked towards the sofa step by step, and finally put most of the bottle of red wine in his hand on the coffee table, his eyes did not stay on her the whole time, "This is the remaining red wine, how aboutQuite a lot."

"Then I'll wait to get the decanter and drink it tonight."

Song Yuran responded vaguely, she was not interested in red wine, but seeing that Mr. Huo was in a good mood today, it would be fine to have a drink or two.

For some reason, she felt that Huo Qingzhi was like a goblin in the pansi cave now, so she didn't dare to take a second look, and even sat on the other side of the sofa, casually picked up her phone and pretended to be playing.

Sensing the person on the other side of the sofa standing up, he sneaked a glance out of the corner of his eye and saw her walking in his direction.

"Put your legs back."

"Oh." Song Yuran reflexively withdrew her legs and sat up straight. When she raised her eyes, she saw Huo Qingzhi's legs. When she stood up, the hem of her skirt was shorter than she thought, probably a little below her hips.

Her brain was uncontrollable, and she was embarrassed.

Huo Qingzhi walked past her, went back to the bathroom, and when he came back, the towel to wipe his hair was gone.

There is obviously a straight line distance from her place to the bathroom, and there is no need to go through Song Yuran, but when she comes back, she still follows the same path.

This time Song Yuran retracted her legs ahead of time, but from the corner of her eye, she saw those legs standing in front of her without moving. After waiting for a few seconds, she raised her head in doubt.

He found that Huo Qingzhi was also looking at her.

"Why do you look guilty?" Mr. Huo asked knowingly.

"Yes, yes?" Song Yuran laughed, "No."

"If you don't have it, then you don't have it." Huo Qingzhi straightened the shoulder straps, and asked again: "Is the nightdress you picked out for me good?"

Although Song Yuran, who is single, has never bought those sexy clothes, it is not an exaggeration to say that the nightdress she saw on Huo Qingzhi now really... looks like a sexy one.

It happened that he chose it randomly, Song Yuran couldn't tell.

"I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing, it's really boring." Huo Qingzhi said again.

"No, it's not!" Song Yuran hastily explained: "I just took this casually! I didn't know that you would wear it&￥..."

Speaking of talking later, Huo Qingzhi asked step by step: "What will happen?"

"Yes..." Under Mr. Huo's questioning, Song Yuran blushed, but soon, she found a breakthrough, "No! This is your clothes, why did it get on me, you let me take me casuallyJust take it casually, in the final analysis, you didn't buy this skirt yourself, you are Mensao!"

After a pause, Song Yuran sized her uprightly, but was annoyed, and added: "No, it's Ming Sao!"

"Oh? That's right." Huo Qingzhi said unhurriedly: "But I have a suit, and a coat, but you didn't get it for me. So, it's not your choice for me to dress like this?”

Well, the pot is thrown back again.

Seeing that she was silent, Huo Qingzhi bent down, stretched out his index finger and raised her chin, "Why are you silent, huh?"

During the silence, Song Yuran smelled the refreshing mint smell again, but this time it seemed to be a little different from what she had smelled before, but she couldn't tell what was different, it was a little bit mixed with honey, which was addictive.

She accidentally grabbed Huo Qingzhi's index finger against her chin, the skin contact made Song Yuran's eyes very guilty, afraid that her eyes would reveal something, she turned her eyes and whispered: "That's what I want to see,Hurry up and put on your coat."

Song Yuran thought that the outer shirt was nothing more than an extra coat, which was better than Huo Qingzhi wearing a small suspender.

But when Huo Qingzhi came out of the bedroom, Song Yuran was a little dazed. The outer shirt was also made of silk, designed as a nightgown, the skirt was a little above the knees, with half-length sleeves, and the belt was well tied around the waist.

Under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with nightgowns.

The terrible thing is that it is the same black as the nightdress, and it covers all the places that should be covered when it is worn, but it has more visual impact than the suspenders, and the drape of satin has a kind of half-covered sexy.

Song Yuran suddenly felt his nose was hot, took a few quick breaths, put his hand against his nose, and quickly pulled out a tissue with the other hand.

Huo Qingzhi was startled, and couldn't help being surprised when he saw this action: "You don't have nosebleeds, do you?!"

"No!!" Song Yuran hurriedly retorted, "I've been on fire for the past few days, and my nose just feels uncomfortable!!"

She covered her nose with a tissue, but fortunately, there was no nosebleed, otherwise she would have no face to stay here.

Isn't it just to see Huo Qingzhi wearing a nightgown?It's not like watching an R-rated movie!Song Yuran, you are promising, okay?

Fortunately, Huo Qingzhi accepted her rhetoric and didn't hold on to this topic. He probably went into the kitchen to get the decanter.

Song Yuran managed to adjust his mood, and the tears of regret in his heart almost flowed into a sea. He should never have taken that sinful skirt, and wanted Huo Qingzhi to feel the sinisterness of society, but in the end he was embarrassed!

She didn't know how long she sat there before Huo Qingzhi came out of the kitchen with a decanter in one hand and a glass of water in the other. Large slices of lemon could be seen on the outside of the glass.

"Here you are." Huo Qingzhi handed over the glass of water, "Honey lemonade, it should be able to reduce the fire."

Song Yuran said thank you, took the glass of water, the temperature could be eaten directly, she took a small sip, the honey neutralized the acid of the lemon very well, the sour and sweet taste was delicious, couldn't help but drink moreTake a few bites.

As far as his eyes could see, Huo Qingzhi was pouring red wine into the decanter, and gently fanning the aroma of the wine in the air with his hands.

"This wine should be good." Huo Qingzhi raised the corners of his lips, "It will be easier to drink after waking up for a while."

"Oh." Song Yu suddenly paused, and said, "I don't actually drink red wine very much, it feels a bit bitter."

Huo Qingzhi asked: "Is the taste difficult to accept?"

"No way, I don't think it tastes as good as beer." Song Yuran thought for a while, "In most cases, I will mix it with drinks, and it tastes much better."

"It happens that there is Sprite in the refrigerator, and it can be mixed with wine then."

Song Yuran's surprised expression caught Huo Qingzhi's attention, and she asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a surprise." Thinking of the past, Song Yuran smirked, "People who know how to drink, don't they all think that red wine, foreign wine, and drinks are wasteful? My former colleagues complained that I have no taste."

"That's someone else." Huo Qingzhi said calmly, "I don't think you have no taste."

Song Yuran's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Then what do you think of me?"

"Hmm..." Huo Qingzhi thought for a while, put down the red wine, walked slowly to her side and sat down, propping up the sofa cushion with one hand, while tilting his head, he brushed the hair from the side of his face behind his ears, clearly communicating with herThey looked at each other and asked with a smile, "Where do you mean?"

"Just..." Song Yuran's eyes dodged, he didn't have the nerve to look at her, "Everything..."

Huo Qingzhi replied: "Very good."

"Very good?" Song Yu was puzzled, what did "very good" mean. Normally, such an answer would be considered perfunctory, because I couldn't think of anything specific, so I gave a general answer.

"Don't you understand?" Huo Qingzhi said, "It's literally. You are very good in my heart."

"..." Song Yuran unconsciously picked her index finger, she pursed her lips, summoned up her courage, and said, "Is it possible that we..."

Drip, drop, drop——

The set timer went off in an unsightly manner.

"..."

"..."

Embarrassed, Song Yuran scratched her hair, "I'm going to cook first."

The dinner took a lot of time, and it was very rich, and the portion of each dish was just right.

Half of the sober red wine was mixed with Sprite, and poured into Song Yuran's goblet. Huo Qingzhi's was the original red wine that was not mixed with the drink.

The red wine that had been mixed with Sprite was less astringent and tasted sweet, which made Song Yuran very satisfied.

"Red wine for drinking." Huo Qingzhi stared at the wine in her glass thoughtfully, "What's the taste?"

"Haven't you ever had a drink?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Song Yuran handed her the wine glass, "Try it, it also tastes like red wine, just... a bit like sweet water."

Huo Qingzhi took a sip, and said with a smile: "Indeed, it's not sour. To some extent, it may taste even better than pure red wine."

"Really!" Song Yuran smiled. When it comes to mixing wine with drinks, she met several people who pretended to guide her how to drink. None of them knew how to respect personal preferences like Huo Qingzhi.

"Do you want to watch a movie after dinner? I just saw a movie with a good reputation in the list."

"Okay." Song Yuran responded without thinking, "Anyway, I don't have to go to work tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if I go back later."

Watching a movie requires a comfortable environment and a good atmosphere.

In a comfortable environment, when the lights in the living room of Huo Qing House are turned off, the atmosphere of watching a movie is absolutely full.

However, the atmosphere... Song Yuran could smell the oily smoke from cooking on her body without smelling it, and after taking a bath, Huo Qingzhi exuded the scent of lavender flowers, which made her feel ashamed.

Huo Qing could see through her thoughts from her disgusted expression at a glance, and said with a smile: "I'll clean up the dishes, you go take a shower."

"Is it okay?" Song Yuran's eyes brightened, "Then I'm full, let's go now!"

Not wanting to make the same mistakes again, Song picked out a set of silk pajamas for himself, with long pants and short sleeves, which should be covered up completely.

Put an end to Mr. Huo's possibility of having a nosebleed when he sees his charming figure!—fantasy.

Since he was going to watch a movie, Song Yuran used the body lotion to the extreme after taking a bath, so delicate that he didn't let go of it even behind the ears, his whole body seemed to be soaked in the gentle cherry blossoms, the smell of spring.

She looked at herself in the mirror, touched her face unconsciously, remembered a certain emoji, and sighed: "Just a straight girl, let me see if I am not fascinated by her. My charming facial features are the beginning of Mr. Huo's crime."

Huo Qingzhi in the living room sneezed twice violently.

If the atmosphere is good tonight, you might as well confess your confession. We can talk about it later, at least let Huo Qingzhi know what he wants, and stop flirting with her like a scheming straight girl!

After sorting out her mood, Song Yuran brushed her hair, walked to the door vigorously, and pushed down the doorknob.

Um?

It doesn't seem right.

The originally bright corridor became very dim. She walked out of the bathroom and saw the living room inside at a glance.

I don't know when the headlights were turned off, the ceiling lights were replaced with warm light, the curtains in the living room were completely drawn, and at a glance, you could see the dots of light from tall buildings far away from the window.

She paused at first, then slowly walked into the living room, the TV screen paused on the introduction of the movie.

"You're done washing." Huo Qingzhi turned his head when he heard the voice, and his smile under the warm night light also added a bit of bright warmth, "I picked two movies, one is science fiction and the other is romance. YouWhich one do you want to watch?"

Song Yuran glanced at the TV, and the cover on the screen was a poster of two people. They embraced each other, and the ambiguity could be escalated with just one look. You don't need to read the introduction to know that it is a romance movie.

She walked up to Huo Qingzhi and sat down, picked up the pillow between them and put it on her lap, so that there was no barrier between them, and said with a smile: "It's such a beautiful night, of course I'm watching a romance movie."

The movie started soon. She looked at the ceiling light and asked for Huo Qingzhi's opinion: "I think the picture of this movie is quite bright. Do you want to turn off the light?"

After getting the consent, she got up to turn off the lights, and this time she came back and sat down, without the barrier of the pillow, of course they got closer.

They watched the movie quietly. In the middle of the movie, the male and female protagonists were forced to separate because of their parents’ opposition. Before they broke up, they kissed each other, crazy as if there was no tomorrow, and wanted to melt each other into their own flesh and blood.inside.

In the silent atmosphere, Huo Qingzhi suddenly asked, "What do you think love should be like?"

"At least it shouldn't be like them in the movie." Song Yuran said, "Because the parents don't agree to separate? I don't think they even know what they want."

She paused, and began to carry her private goods: "If it were me, not to mention family reasons, even if it was because of gender, the whole world would not agree. As long as she can firmly choose me, this will be enough motivation for me to go to her."

"You seem to have something in your words." Huo Qingzhi turned his head to look at her profile, "Who do you like?"

Hearing this question, Song Yuran's heartbeat slowly accelerated, and she slowly turned her head to meet Huo Qingzhi's gaze.

This time she didn't run away, letting her heart beat wildly like a drum.

She locked Huo Qingzhi's eyes tightly, looked into the other's amber pupils, and clearly saw her reflection in her eyes.

No one spoke, allowing the ambiguity to ferment slowly.

Song Yuran's fingers trembled a little. He touched the knuckles of Huo Qingzhi's fingers in the dark. He paused for a moment, and then tentatively covered the back of her hand with his palm.

The hand wrapped in the palm clasped her behind his back, his fingers slowly passed through her knuckles, and his fingers interlocked.

Realizing the meaning of the other party's initiative to get close, Song Yuran's pupils shrank, her heart trembled violently, and the sudden joy caught her off guard.

Huo Qingzhi turned half of his body, the face slowly approached her, looking at the face that was getting closer, Song Yuran's throat moved unconsciously, she did not hide, nor did she want to hide.

A kiss landed on her chin, followed by the corners of her mouth, and finally those two soft lips.

This kiss is different from every previous one, not a superficial kiss.

After those lips stayed for three seconds, they slowly opened to enclose her lower lip, swept the soft tip of her tongue, and bit her lightly with her teeth.

Song Yuran only felt his whole body go numb, like being electrocuted, and his lips unconsciously revealed a flaw.

I really want to kiss her.

This idea was clamoring crazily in Song Yuran's heart.

She clasped Huo Qingzhi's hand tightly, trembling slightly because of nervousness, she didn't dare to look into the other's eyes, so she simply closed them, and awkwardly responded to the other's kiss.

In terms of love, both of them are novices, and they don't know what skills are needed for kissing. They just hook each other's lips with their self-taught talent.

The pheromones of the ocean and mint are intertwined and slowly diffuse in the air, which is undoubtedly the best fascination/love/agent.

But soon, the mint pheromone overwhelmed the ocean fragrance, making Song Yuran feel that his whole body was soaked in the mint, and the pores all over his body were opened.

Somewhat out of breath, Song Yuran backed away a little, and just after taking two breaths of fresh air, Huo Qingzhi's kiss came after him again.

Huo Qingzhi's kiss became stronger and stronger, and Song Yuran became passive, bewitched by the peppermint pheromone, and stretched out his hand to hug her.

The body temperature touched, even through the smooth silk, can feel a little hot, and the mint smell in the air is getting stronger.

wrong.

Song Yuran opened her eyes instantly. Huo Qingzhi had never kissed her so lingeringly before, and this was not like her usual style.

The strong pheromones made the glands on the back of her neck faintly agitated, and her legs became soft. Song Yuran took two quick breaths, trying to avoid Huo Qingzhi's chasing kiss again, but behind her was the armrest of the sofa, and she couldn't move back.Can return.

Song Yuran had to realize a problem, and said in astonishment: "You, your susceptibility period has arrived!?"