Mu Qian felt a little itchy and shrank slightly, but then she laughed again.
Huo Jinxi's hand slipped into her back, and he pressed her towards him with his big palm. He gradually turned from passive to active, pressing against her lips, twisting and covering her.
Mu Qian's red lips were soft and cute, allowing him to kiss and lick them, occasionally letting out a chuckle.
In her soft laughter, Huo Jinxi peeled off her skirt, hugged her upper body, which was only wearing a bra, and slowly slid his big hands down.
Mu Qian snuggled up obediently until his palm slipped somewhere, but suddenly stopped.
The charming atmosphere suddenly dissipated. Huo Jinxi left her lips and raised his eyes to look at her.
Mu Qian then acted as if she suddenly realized something, "Oh, I forgot that today is inconvenient!"
After saying that, she got up from Huo Jinxi, put on the skirt that had been dropped to her waist, and then looked at Huo Jinxi, "But, this matter was originally your fault. I asked you to wear a condom that day.
Not wearing it caused me to take the morning-after pill and have irregular menstruation..."
Huo Jinxi looked at her quietly, waiting for her to continue.
Mu Qian glanced at him again, but within a moment of kissing, Huo Jinxi had already reacted to her.
She couldn't help but chuckle, bent down and tapped him gently, and then raised her head to look at him again, "Mr. Huo's reaction is not small, is it possible that he wants to fight with blood?"
Huo Jinxi stretched out his hand, but Mu Qian quickly retracted his hand to avoid him, and just smiled, "It's a pity, I'm not interested in accompanying him... After all, after sleeping that day, I felt... nothing more than that."
After saying this, Mu Qian turned around, opened the door and ran out of the room.
Huo Jinxi sat quietly for a moment, took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and smoked quietly.
When he was about to finish smoking a cigarette, Cheng Manshu passed by the door of the room, saw him, and walked in immediately.
"Why did you come here to smoke?" Cheng Manshu sat next to him and asked.
Huo Jinxi didn't answer. Cheng Manshu was quiet for a moment before speaking again: "Tell the truth to your mother, you just had a whim with Mu Qian and it was just for fun, right?"
Huo Jinxi dusted off the cigarette in his hand, "What are you worried about?"
"I'm afraid you'll be seduced by her!" Cheng Manshu gritted his teeth slightly and said, "After all, she has the gene of a vixen in her bones!"
After hearing this, Huo Jinxi had a faint smile on his lips, and then he said, "Don't worry, I'm very sober."
After saying that, he stubbed out the cigarette butts in his hands, stood up, and said, "I'm going to take a shower."
Cheng Manshu watched him leave the room. When he looked back, he suddenly saw the skirt Mu Qian had worn thrown in the corner, and his eyes suddenly tightened.
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At twelve o'clock in the morning, Mu Qian was lying on the bed with her eyes open.
After changing to a new environment, she had some insomnia. She tried tossing and turning in bed for two hours, but she still couldn't fall asleep.
After lying down for a while, Mu Qian simply got up and opened the curtains. The lights of the garden outside made it quiet and quiet.
Mu Qian stood by the window and watched for a while, then turned around, opened the door and walked out.
She was about to go for a walk in the garden, but as soon as she reached the stairs, she almost kicked a small body.
Mu Qian took a closer look and saw a familiar little head.
The little head seemed to notice something and turned around, revealing its black and white eyes and looking at her.
The moment they looked at each other, a hint of surprise clearly flashed in those eyes, but it turned into disappointment a moment later.
Huo Qiran turned his head again and did not look at her again.
Mu Qian saw this and sighed slightly in her heart.
In the past, the child was so attached to her after only a short period of time together, but now he is unwilling to even look at her. It can be seen that the last time they met, she frankly told him that she was not his mother, which completely broke the child's heart.
After all, his desire for maternal love is too obvious.
After standing quietly behind him for a moment, Mu Qian walked down and sat down on the same step as him.
"You can't sleep either?" Mu Qian asked.
Huo Qiran sat there with his legs crossed and did not answer.
Mu Qian couldn't help but sighed twice and looked at him, "What's wrong? If I'm not your mother, I can't even be your friend, right?"
Huo Qiran lowered his head and still didn't answer.
"Hey, kid, you didn't have this attitude when you were eating and drinking with me!" Mu Qian stretched out her hand and patted his head gently.
At this shot, Mu Qian suddenly noticed something. She bent down and lowered her body to look at the child's face, only to find that he was actually crying.
Because he couldn't make a sound and was holding back, he cried very softly. He gritted his teeth and tried not to tremble, and only tears fell down one by one.
Mu Qian couldn't help but pause, and after a moment of silence, she touched his head and leaned into her arms.
Huo Qiran, who had been avoiding her, reached out to hug her, leaned into her arms, and cried silently no longer.
Mu Qian hugged him and finally recovered from the same low mood. Only then did she suddenly realize that Huo Qiran's body was a little hot.
"Are you having a fever?"
Mu Qian asked, but knowing that he would not get an answer, he simply stood up with Huo Qiran in his arms and returned to his room.
Mu Qian tried to put Huo Qiran on the bed, but Huo Qiran hugged her neck tightly and refused to let go. She had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed, hug him and coax him in a low voice.
Recalling this child's life experience, Mu Qian couldn't help but feel a little sad——
Being separated from his biological parents and being picked up by Huo Jinxi again, is this luck or misfortune?
And since he longs for his mother so much, has Huo Jinxi ever investigated his origins?
Thinking of this, Mu Qian suddenly said: "Well, let me help you ask your father and ask who your mother is, okay?"
Hearing these words, Huo Qiran suddenly stopped crying and looked up at Mu Qian.
Mu Qian couldn't help but squint her eyes - this naughty kid couldn't do it on purpose, right?
But looking at the way he was twitching, it didn't seem like he had such thoughts, so Mu Qian said again: "But let's say it first, whether I can ask or not, you are not allowed to cry in front of me again.
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When Huo Qiran heard this, he immediately wiped his eyes vigorously with his sleeve and looked at Mu Qian helplessly.
"What are you looking at!" Mu Qian patted him on the forehead, "Where can I go to ask you this in the middle of the night? Go to bed first, and I will help you ask after dawn."
After hearing this, Huo Qiran reluctantly lay down in bed for a while.
After all, it was a child who was tired from crying and sick again, so he fell asleep after a while.
Mu Qian watched him for a while and saw that he was sleeping peacefully, then got up and left.
She walked out of the room quietly and carefully closed the door. Who knew that when she turned around, she bumped into a familiar chest.
Mu Qian rubbed her nose and raised her head to look at him.
Huo Jinxi was wearing a dark blue nightgown, her hair was slightly wet, as if she had just taken a shower, and she still smelled of shower gel.