"That means you..."
Lu Ziyao deliberately dragged out her tone, deliberately teasing Huo Siyan's appetite: "You are an old rogue!"
Huo Siyan: ...
"Master Huo, won't you say anything about this explanation? Won't you speak up for yourself?"
Huo Siyan's unusual calmness made Lu Ziyao feel a little uncomfortable.
Huo Siyan's expression did not change. Since Lu Ziyao wanted him to respond, then he would respond!
"Okay, sure, old rascal, huh?"
Huo Siyan accepted it very readily, which made Lu Ziyao a little panicked. She subconsciously wanted to step back, but Huo Siyan put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head to peck her red lips.
There was a hint of cunning in Huo Siyan's dark eyes: "Well, that's right, the old rogue is confirmed."
Lu Ziyao finally realized what was happening and covered her mouth, looking at Huo Siyan angrily, feeling like she had shot herself in the foot.
I'm really about to cry because of my own stupidity.
Even at home, Huo Siyan was dressed neatly and meticulously, in a white shirt and black trousers, giving off an abstinent vibe.
Huo Siyan held her in his arms, lowered his eyes to look at her, and chuckled softly in a sexy voice:
"The old rogue can do even more rogue things. Darling, do you want to try?"
Huo Siyan's frivolous look calmed Lu Ziyao down. She put down her hand and looked at him with her beautiful eyes and a curled lip.
"Then... do you want to try a back throw?"
Huo Siyan: ...
Having just tried Lu Ziyao’s over-the-shoulder throw, are you ready to unlock a new move now?
It’s too fast, let’s not do it!
"Forget it, I'm afraid you might hurt your back."
Huo Siyan immediately restrained his flirtatious look and spoke seriously.
"I'm young, and my waist is fine. It's not that easy to sprain." Lu Ziyao twisted her neck, moved her wrist, and glanced at her injured hand: "It doesn't seem to have much impact. At most, the wound will open and I just need to bandage it."
It's really said in a very cool way!
"Forget it." Before Huo Siyan could say anything, Lu Ziyao had already given up the idea.
"Let me think about it. You are old, and if I hold you over my back and throw you down, your waist will be injured easily. It's not good." Lu Ziyao touched her chin and said thoughtfully, looking at him and shaking her head.
How could Huo Siyan tolerate this?
This is impossible to tolerate!
Huo Siyan showed no intention of backing down. He was determined and said in a resolute tone, "Throw me down!"
"quick!"
"Pfft, I've never seen anyone make such a request in my life." Lu Ziyao couldn't help laughing, but still shook her head and sighed: "Forget it, I'm still a patient, so I won't do such violent things."
"Once you feel it, you'll know if my waist is okay."
Since Lu Ziyao doesn't want to throw him down, then he can just let her feel it in a different way.
Huo Siyan really loves driving recently, but she doesn't want to be the girl who understands immediately, so she doesn't respond to Huo Siyan's words, gets out of Huo Siyan's arms, and walks ahead.
The desk in Lu Ziyao's study is L-shaped, so it is very large and can accommodate several people working together.
On the table are an all-in-one computer, a laptop, a 22-inch LCD hand-drawing screen, and a hand-drawing board.
There is a little figure of Huo Siyan in every corner of the table. They are not placed there one by one, but in piles. There are really quite a lot of them.
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