Chapter 123 Cerebral Hemorrhage
She breathed a sigh of relief.
After returning to Mingyuan, she took a hot bath. Her mind was full of Zhou Liangqi's youthfulness that he inadvertently revealed. She couldn't help but think of someone, and then shook her head. She was so confused that she dared to think of anyone.
It was still early, before midnight. Jian Mo's eyesight was not very good at night, so she took a pair of glasses that Huo Qichen usually used from the bedroom and sneaked into the kitchen to knead flour.
Huo Qichen just replied to the message saying that he would be home soon.
When Jian Mo was halfway through, she heard the sound of a vehicle outside. She hurried out of the kitchen and saw a man who looked a little dusty pushing the door in. He was wearing a black windbreaker and looked tired.
The man looked up and saw Jian Mo wearing his glasses. He raised the corners of his lips, and a smile appeared in his calm eyes. He walked over and took them off for her: "Why are you wearing my glasses?"
"I left it there. I'll just stop by." Jian Mo rubbed his eyes and asked, "How are the workers?"
"While overseeing work, a falling rock struck him and he suffered a brain hemorrhage. He is out of danger now."
"Cerebral hemorrhage?" Jian Mo was surprised. How could he be fine if his brain was injured?
"It hasn't been exposed, right?" This kind of thing would cause a lot of public opinion for the construction company.
Huo Qichen rubbed her head subconsciously, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."
Then he saw the flour on her hands, "What are you doing?"
"Tangyuan, today is the winter solstice, it's time to eat Tangyuan." She looked up and smiled sweetly.
Huo Qichen seemed to have just remembered and took her hand to the kitchen. Seeing the half-finished product, his smile deepened. "Let's do it together?"
"Okay." Jian Mo enjoyed it happily.
He washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, and began to make the dough. Jian Mo wanted to help, but he stopped her and said, "Just watch me."
In fact, Jian Mo wanted to say that she could also make dumplings.
But it was obvious that Huo Qichen's technique was also very good. Most of them were sesame fillings. When he was making the last one, he suddenly touched Jian Mo's face with his hand dipped in flour, "I have a coin in my pocket, can you help me take it out?"
Jian Mo wiped the flour off her face and glared at him, knowing what he was going to do: "You believe this too?"
"Occasionally."
Put a coin in the rice dumpling and you will have good luck if you eat it.
In the past, this happened every year in the Jian family. Mother Jian would only put one coin in the bowl, secretly mark it, and put it in her bowl and Jian Zhou's bowl respectively. So every year, it was always the younger brother who got the coin.
Over time, Jian Mo no longer looked forward to it.
The round dumplings are put into the pot and soon the fragrance fills the air.
However, Huo Qichen forgot to mark it, and ended up eating it himself. At that moment, his face was filled with both laughter and tears. He couldn't understand how it could be such a coincidence.
Jian Mo held back her laughter. To be honest, Huo Qichen's glutinous rice balls were not as fancy as those in the hot pot restaurant, but she ate two bowls with a big appetite.
After eating too much, she began to worry: "I want to go out for a walk to digest the food."
Huo Qichen was putting the dishes on the sink and refused without even looking up: "It's too cold. No."
Jian Mo stopped talking.
Sensing the woman's mood, Huo Qichen raised his head, wiped her face with his wet fingers again, and suddenly moved closer: "It's not impossible to help with digestion. Let's try another way?"
Jian Mo understood what he meant in an instant. Before she could run away, she was restrained by the man and kissed in the face.
Can only be forced to accept.
The two are entangled, and the breath is unstable.
Huo Qi Chen held her waist, listened to her rapid breathing, and laughed briefly.
Her voice was low: "I saw Jasmine."
Without waiting for Jian Mo to say anything, he kissed her again, this time more passionately. When he bent down and picked her up, he was clearly filled with lust. His intuition told him that something was going to happen tonight.
The moment they touched each other, they felt an electric shock throughout their bodies.
In the dim light, the man spoke to her in a hoarse voice, "I have time tonight, and no one will disturb me."
Jian Mo was embarrassed and irritated, her face burning: "Don't you dare talk!"
So Huo Qichen turned his words into action, took off her coat, picked her up by the waist, and went straight upstairs.
The door of the master bedroom was locked, and Jian Mo knew that she could not hide today.
Huo Qi Chen is a very strong man in every aspect. His whole body is burning hot, and he pushes Jian Mo against him.
"Are you scared?"
Jian Mo gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not afraid."
She could feel that Huo Qi Chen was tense, but in order to take her feelings into consideration, he slowed down everything. He was very gentle, and she quickly went from finding it difficult to adapt and even resisting it to gradually enjoying it.
In the end, she climbed his arms to reach the top, and when she calmed down, tears appeared in her eyes. The man was startled and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Jian Mo was very quiet. She hadn't spoken for a long time, and Huo Qichen was so anxious that he almost wanted to see it with his own eyes. Then he uttered a few words quietly: "Huo Qichen, we have all crossed the line."
Huo Qichen's face could not be seen clearly in the darkness. His eyelids were drooping and his clothes were half-open, revealing his sexy collarbone and Adam's apple, looking very attractive.
"Regret it?"
Jian Mo didn't answer, and no one knew what she was thinking.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Qichen finally moved, as if he was about to turn over and get out of bed, when someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.
He looked in the direction she was going, from the slender white wrist up to Jian Mo's determined eyes.
He looked back in surprise.
Jian Mo felt like a floating speck of dust, slowly sinking in the light and in his inky eyes.
She took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, and her thin lips moved closer. She could see the fine hairs on his face, and every time they touched she felt a vibration. How could a man be so handsome?
As soon as Jian Mo touched his lips, she was taken over. Her head was pressed down rudely, and her lips and teeth were almost bitten, with a hint of brutality.
This is the real Huo Qi Chen.
After a night of joy, the two woke up the next day hugging each other.
Jian Mo woke up early and just looked up at him, stroking his chiseled face with her fingers, feeling satisfied and happy in her heart.
At this moment, Huo Qichen's personal cell phone, which he placed on the bedside, rang. Jian Mo was startled and trembled. He woke up slowly, but did not move and let it continue to ring.
Jian Mo pushed him, "Don't you want to answer it?"
He grabbed her fingers and said, without opening his eyes, "Help me catch it."
But the phone kept ringing. Jian Mo gritted her teeth and picked up the phone. Seeing the note was "yuan", she raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems to be the call from that person in London. Should I answer it?"
Huo Qichen had already opened his eyes and looked at her, "I don't dare to answer it."
"What's there to be afraid of?" Jian Mo was excited, she opened the call and pressed the speakerphone button.
"Brother Huo." It was a very cold voice, with a sense of brokenness.
No one responded.
The other party had no choice but to continue, his voice a little trembling, "I heard Qingying say that you are married, is it true?"
Huo Qichen still didn't speak. After a long while, Jian Mo took a deep breath and replied, "It's true."
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