Chapter 244: Took her to his suite
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"Ruan Ruan, I'm back, don't you look straight, take a look at me?"
A deep and dull voice came to his ears, Wen Ruan's thin and thick feather eyelashes trembling lightly.
She raised her eyes, looked at the teenager beside her through the mirror-like elevator.
His narrow, pitch-black eyes are like two bottomless whirlpools that want her to be deeply absorbed.
Wen Ruan's heart tightened slightly.
She forced herself to look at him.
This was the first time she looked at him carefully tonight.
Compared with half a year ago, his silhouette has become more angular, his facial features are profound and three-dimensional, as if he had grown from a boy to a man.
His hair was cut short, the roots stood up sharply, and his temples were sharp and deep.
The eyes of the two intertwined on the mirror-like elevator surface.
It's been a long time since I saw each other, and they are all looking at each other.
The quiet space was filled with a stiff, unfamiliar smell.
She was no longer the girl who would pull his sleeves and call her brother softly.
And he is no longer the gloomy and indifferent young man who looks lonely and stubborn, he has become noble and fierce, even higher!
He should have returned to his home!
I don’t know how long it took. Wen Ruan first broke the silence. She said calmly, “Huo Shao, you can call me Wen Ruan or classmate Wen, but don’t call me Ruan Ruan. After all, we are not familiar.”
Huo Hannian's dark, narrow eyes darkened a little when he couldn't hear the word unfamiliar.
He pressed his tongue to his right cheek and gave a low laugh.
After a few seconds, he said, "Well, not familiar."
He looked away from her, his sculptural face was unwavering, without seeing any abnormalities.
The elevator stopped to the twentieth floor.
Wen Ruan went out first.
As he said when he pushed her back, if you separate, don't look back!
She is a person who does what she says!
She is also a cruel girl!
Looking at her back, Huo Hannian took his long legs and stepped out of the elevator.
Wen Ruan turned a corner, walked to a long corridor, and saw Luo Chen's apartment.
Just about to ring the doorbell, his thin white wrist suddenly tightened.
She was clasped by her wrist and dragged directly to the next suite.
Wen Ruan tightened his eyebrows, struggling to free the hand holding her thin wrist, "Let go!"
"Are you sure you want to take a bath in a boy's room who is so drunk?" The low, dumb voice showed a hint of indifference and coldness.
"I know who Luo Chen is." Compared to Luo Chen, she felt that the person holding her wrist was more dangerous!
Hearing Wen Ruan's words, Huo Hannian exuded a somewhat gloomy and bitter breath, and the big palm on her wrist became harder.
Even if Wen Ruan had the ability to defend himself when he was really serious, he couldn't break free.
His wrist was pinched so that the bones seemed to shatter, and her face was also angry.
Just about to speak, he heard him say in a cold voice, "Are you sure you want to drag me in the corridor with a sour smell?"
Mentioning this, Wen Ruan's anger on his chest was extinguished.
She is really stinky now!
"Luo Chen is probably also taking a shower, you should come to my room to wash it up first."
Without waiting for Wen Ruan to say anything, he took out his room card and opened the door of the suite next door.
Strong and domineering pushed Wen Ruan into the bathroom of the suite.
And closed the bathroom door for her.
Wen Ruan, "..."
Standing in front of the mirror, Wen Ruan took a deep breath.
Smelling the unpleasant odor behind her, she held her breath and took off her clothes.
She doesn't want to get along with Huo Hannian, but recently, she doesn't want to see Luo Chen either!
Standing under the shower head, warm water poured over Wen Ruan's slender and white body.
She wiped the drops of water on her face and looked down at her wrist pinched out of the red circle by Huo Hannian.
The suppressed air in my heart rose again!
Is he a bit too much?
After washing with a sullen face for nearly half an hour, Wen Ruan turned off the faucet and looked up and found that there were only towels in the shower room.
Her clothes are dirty, what is she wearing to go out?
Wen Ruan bit his lip, annoyed.
As soon as Huo Hannian appeared, her IQ began to drop!
...
Huo Hannian stood in front of the French windows and smoked several cigarettes.
The dazzling smoke blurs his handsome outline, and his slim shirt and trousers make him taller and taller and taller as a jade. He raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.
She has been in for forty minutes.
Frowning his sword eyebrows slightly, he squeezed out the cigarette butt.
Turn around and walk to the door of the shower room.
Slender fingers lifted slightly and knocked on the door.
"Wen Ruan."
No one responded.
After a few seconds, he spoke again, his voice low and cold for a few minutes, "Stop talking, I kicked the door."
An annoyed voice came from inside, "I have no clothes."
She could not go out wrapped in a bath towel.
Half an hour ago, Zuo Yi had already sent a set of girls' clothes.
Huo Hannian glanced at the bag placed on the sofa, pursed his thin lips, and then opened the cabinet.
Take out the women's bathrobe from inside.
"Open the door and I will hand you clothes."
The door was opened a small slit, and a slender white cat was stretched out.
Refers to cutting the onion root, weak and boneless.
Huo Hannian looked at her fingertips, his eyes darkened a bit, and the tip of his tongue swept his front teeth, and put the bathrobe in her hand.
She drew back quickly after getting the bathrobe.
I was afraid that he would do anything inappropriate.
Huo Hannian gave a low laugh.
She is using him as a wolf!
...
Wen Ruan put on the bathrobe, fastened the belt, and checked it carefully. After finding nothing wrong, he opened the door of the shower room.
She has already called Ye Qingyu, and she will send her a new set of clothes later.
Wen Ruan took a deep breath and walked out of the shower room.
Huo Hannian was leaning on the sofa for a while, his slender legs overlapped gracefully. Although he was still as cold and indifferent as before, the elegance and dignity of the noble son was invisibly demonstrated.
He put one hand on the sofa, tapping lightly on it with slender fingers.
Seeing her come out, those bottomless black eyes narrowed slightly, and the thin lips pursed as if there was a seeming arc.
Wen Ruan was about to look away from his face, but when he looked down, he swept--
He did not know when he unbuttoned the first three buttons of his shirt. His **** and delicate collarbone was slightly exposed. As he leaned against the back of the sofa, the slim shirt clung to his body, and the thin and powerful inside could be seen. Chest muscles
Wen Ruan's thick long eyelashes trembled lightly.
A thought flashed through my mind.
Isn't he seducing her?
Wen Ruan clenched his fist tightly, only when he hadn't noticed his caution, he looked away indifferently.
"I asked Ye Qingyu to bring me clothes. It won't bother you for too long." Her tone was cold and alienated.
Huo Hannian pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
She didn't want to have too much contact with him, it was very obvious, he didn't know it.
He picked up the cigarette placed on the coffee table, bit the root between his lips, lit it, and threw the lighter back on the table, moving smoothly and casually, spitting out a puff of smoke, and his firm jaw lifted slightly, if there is a seemingly non-existent rash Out.
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"Ruan Ruan, I'm back, don't you look straight, take a look at me?"
A deep and dull voice came to his ears, Wen Ruan's thin and thick feather eyelashes trembling lightly.
She raised her eyes, looked at the teenager beside her through the mirror-like elevator.
His narrow, pitch-black eyes are like two bottomless whirlpools that want her to be deeply absorbed.
Wen Ruan's heart tightened slightly.
She forced herself to look at him.
This was the first time she looked at him carefully tonight.
Compared with half a year ago, his silhouette has become more angular, his facial features are profound and three-dimensional, as if he had grown from a boy to a man.
His hair was cut short, the roots stood up sharply, and his temples were sharp and deep.
The eyes of the two intertwined on the mirror-like elevator surface.
It's been a long time since I saw each other, and they are all looking at each other.
The quiet space was filled with a stiff, unfamiliar smell.
She was no longer the girl who would pull his sleeves and call her brother softly.
And he is no longer the gloomy and indifferent young man who looks lonely and stubborn, he has become noble and fierce, even higher!
He should have returned to his home!
I don’t know how long it took. Wen Ruan first broke the silence. She said calmly, “Huo Shao, you can call me Wen Ruan or classmate Wen, but don’t call me Ruan Ruan. After all, we are not familiar.”
Huo Hannian's dark, narrow eyes darkened a little when he couldn't hear the word unfamiliar.
He pressed his tongue to his right cheek and gave a low laugh.
After a few seconds, he said, "Well, not familiar."
He looked away from her, his sculptural face was unwavering, without seeing any abnormalities.
The elevator stopped to the twentieth floor.
Wen Ruan went out first.
As he said when he pushed her back, if you separate, don't look back!
She is a person who does what she says!
She is also a cruel girl!
Looking at her back, Huo Hannian took his long legs and stepped out of the elevator.
Wen Ruan turned a corner, walked to a long corridor, and saw Luo Chen's apartment.
Just about to ring the doorbell, his thin white wrist suddenly tightened.
She was clasped by her wrist and dragged directly to the next suite.
Wen Ruan tightened his eyebrows, struggling to free the hand holding her thin wrist, "Let go!"
"Are you sure you want to take a bath in a boy's room who is so drunk?" The low, dumb voice showed a hint of indifference and coldness.
"I know who Luo Chen is." Compared to Luo Chen, she felt that the person holding her wrist was more dangerous!
Hearing Wen Ruan's words, Huo Hannian exuded a somewhat gloomy and bitter breath, and the big palm on her wrist became harder.
Even if Wen Ruan had the ability to defend himself when he was really serious, he couldn't break free.
His wrist was pinched so that the bones seemed to shatter, and her face was also angry.
Just about to speak, he heard him say in a cold voice, "Are you sure you want to drag me in the corridor with a sour smell?"
Mentioning this, Wen Ruan's anger on his chest was extinguished.
She is really stinky now!
"Luo Chen is probably also taking a shower, you should come to my room to wash it up first."
Without waiting for Wen Ruan to say anything, he took out his room card and opened the door of the suite next door.
Strong and domineering pushed Wen Ruan into the bathroom of the suite.
And closed the bathroom door for her.
Wen Ruan, "..."
Standing in front of the mirror, Wen Ruan took a deep breath.
Smelling the unpleasant odor behind her, she held her breath and took off her clothes.
She doesn't want to get along with Huo Hannian, but recently, she doesn't want to see Luo Chen either!
Standing under the shower head, warm water poured over Wen Ruan's slender and white body.
She wiped the drops of water on her face and looked down at her wrist pinched out of the red circle by Huo Hannian.
The suppressed air in my heart rose again!
Is he a bit too much?
After washing with a sullen face for nearly half an hour, Wen Ruan turned off the faucet and looked up and found that there were only towels in the shower room.
Her clothes are dirty, what is she wearing to go out?
Wen Ruan bit his lip, annoyed.
As soon as Huo Hannian appeared, her IQ began to drop!
...
Huo Hannian stood in front of the French windows and smoked several cigarettes.
The dazzling smoke blurs his handsome outline, and his slim shirt and trousers make him taller and taller and taller as a jade. He raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.
She has been in for forty minutes.
Frowning his sword eyebrows slightly, he squeezed out the cigarette butt.
Turn around and walk to the door of the shower room.
Slender fingers lifted slightly and knocked on the door.
"Wen Ruan."
No one responded.
After a few seconds, he spoke again, his voice low and cold for a few minutes, "Stop talking, I kicked the door."
An annoyed voice came from inside, "I have no clothes."
She could not go out wrapped in a bath towel.
Half an hour ago, Zuo Yi had already sent a set of girls' clothes.
Huo Hannian glanced at the bag placed on the sofa, pursed his thin lips, and then opened the cabinet.
Take out the women's bathrobe from inside.
"Open the door and I will hand you clothes."
The door was opened a small slit, and a slender white cat was stretched out.
Refers to cutting the onion root, weak and boneless.
Huo Hannian looked at her fingertips, his eyes darkened a bit, and the tip of his tongue swept his front teeth, and put the bathrobe in her hand.
She drew back quickly after getting the bathrobe.
I was afraid that he would do anything inappropriate.
Huo Hannian gave a low laugh.
She is using him as a wolf!
...
Wen Ruan put on the bathrobe, fastened the belt, and checked it carefully. After finding nothing wrong, he opened the door of the shower room.
She has already called Ye Qingyu, and she will send her a new set of clothes later.
Wen Ruan took a deep breath and walked out of the shower room.
Huo Hannian was leaning on the sofa for a while, his slender legs overlapped gracefully. Although he was still as cold and indifferent as before, the elegance and dignity of the noble son was invisibly demonstrated.
He put one hand on the sofa, tapping lightly on it with slender fingers.
Seeing her come out, those bottomless black eyes narrowed slightly, and the thin lips pursed as if there was a seeming arc.
Wen Ruan was about to look away from his face, but when he looked down, he swept--
He did not know when he unbuttoned the first three buttons of his shirt. His **** and delicate collarbone was slightly exposed. As he leaned against the back of the sofa, the slim shirt clung to his body, and the thin and powerful inside could be seen. Chest muscles
Wen Ruan's thick long eyelashes trembled lightly.
A thought flashed through my mind.
Isn't he seducing her?
Wen Ruan clenched his fist tightly, only when he hadn't noticed his caution, he looked away indifferently.
"I asked Ye Qingyu to bring me clothes. It won't bother you for too long." Her tone was cold and alienated.
Huo Hannian pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
She didn't want to have too much contact with him, it was very obvious, he didn't know it.
He picked up the cigarette placed on the coffee table, bit the root between his lips, lit it, and threw the lighter back on the table, moving smoothly and casually, spitting out a puff of smoke, and his firm jaw lifted slightly, if there is a seemingly non-existent rash Out.
"Ruan Ruan, I'm back, don't you look straight, take a look at me?"A deep and dull voice came to his ears, Wen Ruan's thin and thick feather eyelashes trembling lightly.She raised her eyes, looked at the teenager beside her through the mirror-like elevator.His narrow, pitch-black eyes are like two bottomless whirlpools that want her to be deeply absorbed.Wen Ruan's heart tightened slightly.She forced herself to look at him.This was the first time she looked at him carefully tonight.Compared with half a year ago, his silhouette has become more angular, his facial features are profound and three-dimensional, as if he had grown from a boy to a man.His hair was cut short, the roots stood up sharply, and his temples were sharp and deep.The eyes of the two intertwined on the mirror-like elevator surface.It's been a long time since I saw each other, and they are all looking at each other.The quiet space was filled with a stiff, unfamiliar smell.She was no longer the girl who would pull his sleeves and call her brother softly.And he is no longer the gloomy and indifferent young man who looks lonely and stubborn, he has become noble and fierce, even higher!He should have returned to his home!I don't know how long it took. Wen Ruan first broke the silence. She said calmly, Huo Shao, you can call me Wen Ruan or classmate Wen, but don't call me Ruan Ruan. After all, we are not familiar.Huo Hannian's dark, narrow eyes darkened a little when he couldn't hear the word unfamiliar.He pressed his tongue to his right cheek and gave a low laugh.After a few seconds, he said, "Well, not familiar."He looked away from her, his sculptural face was unwavering, without seeing any abnormalities.The elevator stopped to the twentieth floor.Wen Ruan went out first.As he said when he pushed her back, if you separate, don't look back!She is a person who does what she says!She is also a cruel girl!Looking at her back, Huo Hannian took his long legs and stepped out of the elevator.Wen Ruan turned a corner, walked to a long corridor, and saw Luo Chen's apartment.Just about to ring the doorbell, his thin white wrist suddenly tightened.She was clasped by her wrist and dragged directly to the next suite.Wen Ruan tightened his eyebrows, struggling to free the hand holding her thin wrist, "Let go!""Are you sure you want to take a bath in a boy's room who is so drunk?" The low, dumb voice showed a hint of indifference and coldness."I know who Luo Chen is." Compared to Luo Chen, she felt that the person holding her wrist was more dangerous!Hearing Wen Ruan's words, Huo Hannian exuded a somewhat gloomy and bitter breath, and the big palm on her wrist became harder.Even if Wen Ruan had the ability to defend himself when he was really serious, he couldn't break free.His wrist was pinched so that the bones seemed to shatter, and her face was also angry.Just about to speak, he heard him say in a cold voice, "Are you sure you want to drag me in the corridor with a sour smell?"Mentioning this, Wen Ruan's anger on his chest was extinguished.She is really stinky now!"Luo Chen is probably also taking a shower, you should come to my room to wash it up first."Without waiting for Wen Ruan to say anything, he took out his room card and opened the door of the suite next door.Strong and domineering pushed Wen Ruan into the bathroom of the suite.And closed the bathroom door for her.Wen Ruan, "..."Standing in front of the mirror, Wen Ruan took a deep breath.Smelling the unpleasant odor behind her, she held her breath and took off her clothes.She doesn't want to get along with Huo Hannian, but recently, she doesn't want to see Luo Chen either!Standing under the shower head, warm water poured over Wen Ruan's slender and white body.She wiped the drops of water on her face and looked down at her wrist pinched out of the red circle by Huo Hannian.The suppressed air in my heart rose again!Is he a bit too much?After washing with a sullen face for nearly half an hour, Wen Ruan turned off the faucet and looked up and found that there were only towels in the shower room.Her clothes are dirty, what is she wearing to go out?Wen Ruan bit his lip, annoyed.As soon as Huo Hannian appeared, her IQ began to drop!...Huo Hannian stood in front of the French windows and smoked several cigarettes.The dazzling smoke blurs his handsome outline, and his slim shirt and trousers make him taller and taller and taller as a jade. He raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.She has been in for forty minutes.Frowning his sword eyebrows slightly, he squeezed out the cigarette butt.Turn around and walk to the door of the shower room.Slender fingers lifted slightly and knocked on the door."Wen Ruan."No one responded.After a few seconds, he spoke again, his voice low and cold for a few minutes, "Stop talking, I kicked the door."An annoyed voice came from inside, "I have no clothes."She could not go out wrapped in a bath towel.Half an hour ago, Zuo Yi had already sent a set of girls' clothes.Huo Hannian glanced at the bag placed on the sofa, pursed his thin lips, and then opened the cabinet.Take out the women's bathrobe from inside."Open the door and I will hand you clothes."The door was opened a small slit, and a slender white cat was stretched out.Refers to cutting the onion root, weak and boneless.Huo Hannian looked at her fingertips, his eyes darkened a bit, and the tip of his tongue swept his front teeth, and put the bathrobe in her hand.She drew back quickly after getting the bathrobe.I was afraid that he would do anything inappropriate.Huo Hannian gave a low laugh.She is using him as a wolf!...Wen Ruan put on the bathrobe, fastened the belt, and checked it carefully. After finding nothing wrong, he opened the door of the shower room.She has already called Ye Qingyu, and she will send her a new set of clothes later.Wen Ruan took a deep breath and walked out of the shower room.Huo Hannian was leaning on the sofa for a while, his slender legs overlapped gracefully. Although he was still as cold and indifferent as before, the elegance and dignity of the noble son was invisibly demonstrated.He put one hand on the sofa, tapping lightly on it with slender fingers.Seeing her come out, those bottomless black eyes narrowed slightly, and the thin lips pursed as if there was a seeming arc.Wen Ruan was about to look away from his face, but when he looked down, he swept--He did not know when he unbuttoned the first three buttons of his shirt. His **** and delicate collarbone was slightly exposed. As he leaned against the back of the sofa, the slim shirt clung to his body, and the thin and powerful inside could be seen. Chest musclesWen Ruan's thick long eyelashes trembled lightly.A thought flashed through my mind.Isn't he seducing her?Wen Ruan clenched his fist tightly, only when he hadn't noticed his caution, he looked away indifferently."I asked Ye Qingyu to bring me clothes. It won't bother you for too long." Her tone was cold and alienated.Huo Hannian pursed his thin lips and said nothing.She didn't want to have too much contact with him, it was very obvious, he didn't know it.He picked up the cigarette placed on the coffee table, bit the root between his lips, lit it, and threw the lighter back on the table, moving smoothly and casually, spitting out a puff of smoke, and his firm jaw lifted slightly, if there is a seemingly non-existent rash Out.
