Chapter 823: How can I be at ease like you

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"Really?"
In order to relax her vigilance, An Xiaowan ripped his lips, showing an addictive drunkenness under his eyes, and slowly said: "Of course, I have money and I can buy a lot. How does that feel..."
She relaxed some of the vigilance in her mind.
Then, a sense of intoxication that could not be pretended, floated on An Xiaowan's face.
The Moorish woman knew this expression naturally, so she believed it at once.
However, in order to ensure that An Xiaowan didn't lie, she was still vigilant, and also added the remaining incense.
Inside the house, the more and more intense aroma, pervasively looks.
An Xiaowan gritted his teeth tightly, but still felt a strange feeling in his body and began to rise.
There was a touch of moisture in the corner of her eyes.
Huo Shen... I'm sorry, I am going to sink...
When the woman finally believed in An Xiaowan and released her binding, she suddenly pressed the jewel on the ring.
After everything, the memory becomes a little vague.
She felt like a wandering soul, and under the coercion of a woman, people gave away the pack of fans bought when An Xiaowan was crazy.
Then the Huo family heard the news and surrounded the woman, and she fainted.
As if falling into the abyss, she felt like she had been going all the time, sinking.
Never end.
...
When he woke up again, An Xiaowan was already in the master bedroom of Hongli Villa. Around, there was no one.
In the room, there was a misty fragrance, looming.
She had a dim consciousness, and when she sat up, she felt a headache and was weak.
Just then, outside the door, a figure suddenly came in.
who is it?
An Xiaowan's eyes were a little loose, and he fixed his eyes for several seconds before realizing that it was Huo Shen.
"You're awake." Huo Shen's expression was tense, and there was a wrinkle between his eyebrows. Holding a bowl of porridge, he whispered: "Do you feel okay?"
Looking at his dark eyes, An Xiaowan's eyes turned red.
The heart, with pains lingering.
She lowered her head, reached out to grab his clothes, and shook her head vigorously.
The man put down the porridge and closed his eyes hard. Then, he put her arms in her arms and hugged her tightly.
There was a muffled roar in his throat, hoarse and heavy, "An Xiaowan, you like this, how can I dare to put you in a place where I can't see it in the future."
At the corner of An Xiaowan's eyes, there were big bean tears dripping down.
She whispered: "Then... then you will take me."
Huo Shen seemed to want to laugh, but the corners of his mouth were a little heavy, but he twidd low and said, "Then you might not be able to walk the show."
"Yeah..." She seemed to realize that she nodded and buried her head in his chest.
Tears soon wet his chest.
Only this time, An Xiaowan felt as if he could no longer climb up from the abyss.
Look at that Moorish woman...
It turned out that this poison would actually make people look like that.
The moment the incense ignited, she saw the madness in the woman's eyes and the faint drunkenness.
She really didn't want to see this look of her, Huo Shen.
He is the one she loves...
How can I make myself so ugly in front of him.
An Xiaowan thought, sobbing in a low voice, and grasping the fabric on his chest tightly, as if never wanting to let go.
Then she laughed lowly.