My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

She looks like this stubborn little sheep!

Huo Changxun wanted to say something to her, but he didn't want to part with it: "Why is this the only car? You can drive any car in the garage you want." He bought her two cars last week, and so far Haven't been on the road yet.

Her voice was soft and weak, and what she said did not please him very much: "That's your car."

The women before him would be happy for a long time even if they gave her a bag, let alone a car. Unlike her, she didn't use anything he bought her.

Such a bad temper!

He blew the bangs on his forehead irritably: "Isn't mine also yours——"

"Beep!"

The car behind me was honking, and it was so loud that it hurt my ears.

Huo Changxun glanced back, his gaze could poke a hole in the car behind him. The driver, who had just put his head out of the car window and was about to quarrel, was calmed by the glare and got back into the car silently.

Ji Lingran was not as self-conscious as Uncle Huo. She quickly pushed the little sheep aside, stopped it, and turned around: "Are you going to sit down?"

"..." He suppressed his irritability and said, "Sit down."

What can I do, I can only go back and buy her a top-notch little sheep.

Ji Lingran took a helmet from the car and handed it to him.

Huo Changxun took a look and saw that it was a helmet he had never seen before. He didn't pick it up: "Why is it new?"

She stood holding the helmet, which happened to be a street lamp, and there were thousands of galaxies in her eyes: "I bought it for you."

She was born with a pair of particularly harmless eyes, which were clean and as clear and pure as a mirror. When she looked at people obediently, they could be clearly reflected in her eyes.

cute.

sleepy.

He took the helmet over and said, "Why buy pink?"

Because her little sheep is pink.

She asked: "Don't you like it?" She thought it looked good.

He is a grown man, but he has never used such a pink and tender color, which makes women moan. Forget it, she finally bought him a helmet, and he reluctantly put it on. Then his hair was instantly suppressed. He glanced at the car mirror again and took a picture. Damn, what a good girl!

"It's not bad." He turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that he liked it, Ji Lingran was also happy. The corners of her eyes curved into arcs. She put on her paint-peeled helmet and said, "Come up here and I'll take you."

Huo Changxun got in the car, his long legs had nowhere to rest, and they were tilted up in a funny way.

Ji Lingran drove very slowly, and it was almost ten o'clock when he got home.

Huo Changxun loves to be clean and couldn't stand the smell of alcohol he got in the club. As soon as he entered the house, he went to the bathroom, threw his clothes on the floor, and turned on the water without closing the door.

"Dian Bao," he called from the bathroom, "bring me some clothes."

"good."

She got some clothes for him and put them on the stool at the door of the bathroom.

Huo Changxun had a lot of bad habits. Dirty clothes were scattered everywhere, from the entrance to the bathroom. She took the basket of dirty clothes and picked them up one by one. A white shirt He casually threw it on the vase half a person's height in the living room. Just as she was about to reach out to pick it up, her shirt slipped to the ground and the collar turned over.

She paused.

The color is red, like a flamboyant flame. She never buys this lipstick color.

She didn't know how long she stared at it, but her legs went numb from squatting. She stood up suddenly, and her lower back hit the corner of the cabinet. The pain was so painful that she couldn't straighten up and almost burst into tears.

asshole……

She crumpled the shirt into a ball and walked to the trash can. Just as she was about to throw it away, her cell phone rang, bringing her out of her chaotic thoughts.

It was Huo Changxun's cell phone, which kept ringing for a long time.

She never looked at his cell phone. This time, she walked over by mistake and glanced at the screen. The number of the caller was not saved, but a series of unfamiliar numbers. It rang twice more and then hung up.

She let out a small breath.

Suddenly, the darkened screen lit up, and a text message popped up without warning.

"I don't want that house. Believe it or not, I really love you and I don't want your money."

She was his former female companion.

She didn't know which one it was. When she used to play guzheng in secret, he would bring different girls there every time. This might be one of them.

She stood with her head down for a while, smoothing out the wrinkled shirt in her hand and putting it away.

She, how could she forget? She is not qualified to care. She is also one of his countless female companions. She is nothing special. If you really want to find out the difference, it is probably only the 400,000.

When Huo Changxun came out of the shower, she had already fallen asleep. All the lights in the bedroom were turned off, except for the bedside lamp.

He finished drying his hair, pulled it twice, lifted the quilt and lay down: "Why didn't you wait for me?"

The little girl turned her back to him, huddled under the quilt, and left him with the back of her head: "I'm sleepy."

His voice was muffled, and he looked really tired.

Huo Changxun took her into his arms, let her head rest on his hand, lowered his head, and kissed her twice on the back of her neck: "Go to sleep."

He turned off the bedside lamp.

It was quiet for a while...

"Huo Changxun." She shouted softly.

"Um."

She turned around and faced him: "Will you give me this house?" He seemed to particularly like using houses as parting gifts.

Oh, I’ve become enlightened and I know I want a house.

Huo Changxun smiled: "Here." Holding the little girl's chin, he leaned over and bit her pink lips, "I'll give you the car as well, and give you everything you want."

Before he told her, the house had long been in her name.

Ji Lingran avoided his kiss, buried her head in his arms, and said nothing.

He raised her head and held her face with both hands: "Why don't you speak?"

What can I say?

Do you think she is different from his female companions? Doesn’t she say she doesn’t covet his house? But the girl who sent the text message had already said that she didn't want his house.

Huo Changxun didn't wait for her to say anything, so he lowered his head and captured her lips, stroking her lips: "Then don't say anything, save your strength, and let's do something else."

He put his hand inside her clothes.

She wears underwear after sharing the same bed for so long. She still wears underwear when sleeping. Pajamas are also the most conservative style. This one from his family is shy and traditional. She is a typical lady. It doesn't matter. She will be punished no matter what she wears to bed. He takes it off.

As soon as his hand touched the button of her bra on the back, he held it down with a small hand.

"No more tonight, I want to go to bed early."

There was evil fire in his lower abdomen and he couldn't suppress it: "But I want it."

"No more." She said softly, "Okay?"

Damn it, it’s going to kill him.

Huo Changxun took a breath: "Then you go to sleep first." He lifted the quilt, stood up, and went to the bathroom.

The next day, the weather changed, and it began to drizzle. It lasted for a week, and rainy days always lingered. Such weather made people irritable and depressed.

I don't know if it's because of the rainy days. This week, Huo Changxun's little ancestor has been a little depressed. He always sits alone on the windowsill, either staring at the pot of cactus he bought or staring at the carved calendar. .

Could it be that he forgot some important date?

It's not her birthday.

"Ranran."

"Um."

She was holding a pillow and sitting on the hanging basket chair. Her hair was loose and limp. She looked a little confused. Her eyes were empty, cute and harmless.

Huo Changxun just came out of the bathroom, wiped his wet hair randomly, threw away the towel, and walked over: "What's wrong?" She was sitting, and he wanted to bend down to talk to her, "Why are you unhappy? Are you? Who bullied you?"

She shook her head: "No."

The first day of this rainy day is three months old. Today is the fifth day of rain. She has been dragging it for five days.

"Huo Changxun."

"Yeah." Huo Changxun frowned, dissatisfied with her unfamiliar title.

"Your previous girlfriends," she paused, then changed her words, "were any of your previous female companions more than three months old?"

Huo Changxun's expression instantly fell.

This is a gift!

He touched the back of his neck: "...No." It wasn't that he wanted to tell the truth, but he didn't dare to lie. This little ancestor of his had a good mind and was sensitive, so he didn't dare to lie.

She didn't know what she was thinking, her brows were furrowed tightly, she was very entangled and stubborn: "Can you tell me the reason for the separation?"

Yes, yes.

Huo Changxun spoke softly, squatted down, and discussed, "Then don't be angry."

She nodded.

He was silent for a while, and then told the truth: "I'm tired of it." His eyes were elsewhere, not looking at her, and his voice was even lower, "There's no special reason, I just broke up if I thought it was boring."

He feels now that he was quite a scumbag before.

Ji Lingran didn't ask any more questions, her thick eyelashes were drooping, and there was no light in her eyes.

Huo Changxun was very unsure, so he stretched out his hand and gently poked the knot on her head: "We agreed not to be angry." He did this to other women, but he didn't do this to her.

"I'm not angry." With a muffled voice, she got up from the hanging basket chair, "The soup in the kitchen is ready."

He said he wanted a midnight snack, so she made him a pot of soup.

Huo Changxun took a sip, then his face wrinkled and his expression was hard to describe: "Ranran, how much salt did you put in?"

She took his spoon, scooped out a little, and tasted it.

So salty...

"I may have forgotten to put the salt in, so I put it in again." She picked up the bowl of soup, went to the kitchen, and poured it out. "It's too salty to drink. You can order takeout yourself."

After saying that, she went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.

Huo Changxun: "..."

Why did he think she did it on purpose?

He poured a glass of water and drank it all, which made his tongue feel better. He got up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Then he saw a bag of salt in the trash can. The whole bag was empty.

She did it on purpose.

Huo Changxun licked his lips, smiled, and followed him to the bathroom: "Ranran, are you jealous?"

She was brushing her teeth and there was foam on her mouth: "No."

Huo Changxun stared at her in the mirror and said a bit rogue: "There is."

She didn't argue with him and rinsed her mouth: "Get out, I'm going to take a shower."

Huo Changxun not only didn't go out, but also walked inside, came up to her, and smiled mischievously: "Let's wash together."

Nothing serious at all!

She was thin-skinned, and her ears turned red without being teased. She was a little angry and a little fierce, but her voice was soft and waxy, without any intimidation: "No!"

Her breasts are fierce and fierce, just like a milk cat. When she paws over, the pads are all soft and cottony.

Huo Changxun liked her like this.

He directly grabbed her hands and clasped them behind her back: "Ranran, I like being in the bathroom, please obey me this time."

The hot light in his eyes can scorch people, and his voice is low, like the wind in March blowing the leaves, rustling: "Okay?"

She finally understood why so many of his female companions still lingered on despite being broken up with, because this man was so good at seducing people.

Although he treats women badly.

"……good."

Boom——

The bathroom door was slammed shut, and she was placed on the sink by him. Her consciousness became drowsy following his movements. Let's talk about it tomorrow, let's talk about it tomorrow...

Tomorrow is Monday, and the weather has finally cleared up after being cloudy for a week.

During lunch, the old man called me: "Are you coming in the evening?"

Huo Changxun was in a good mood. He was working with the computer on. He didn't read a single page of the document. He couldn't get tired of staring at Ji Lingran's photo on the desktop. He smiled and said, "I'll be there at six o'clock."

Mr. Huo snorted: "Who asked you, I asked your girlfriend."

Huo Changxun was not angry: "She will go too."

The old man got the confidence, felt relieved, and was a little excited: "What does the girl like to eat?"

Huo Changxun pressed his cheek and thought for a while: "She is not picky about food and is easy to feed." He took her out to eat several times, but she didn't order. She usually ate whatever he ordered without being picky at all.

Mr. Huo was very dissatisfied with this answer and said, "No matter how picky you are, you still have preferences. You don't even know what other people like to eat. You little bastard! Pig hooves!"

Huo Zhutizi Changxun: "..."

It was a dog a few days ago, and now it’s a pig.

"Then I'll ask her." Huo Changxun hung up the phone and said, "Ranbao."