Devil’s Warmth

City b and city c both rained all night. The rain stopped the next day, and the air was mixed with mud and rain.

At eight in the morning, Huo Xu opened the door of the hotel and went out. On May 1st Labor Day, this small city is quiet and quiet, the flowers in the flowerbeds are dazed, but Huo Xu is in a good mood.

May was his last start for the Pei family, presumably Zhao Zhilan had thought about it.

This time, he no longer visited the door alone, and the assistant and bodyguard followed. The assistant stepped on the door. Zhao Zhilan was very vigilant and raised his voice, "Who?"

The assistant glanced at Huo Xu and replied: "Ms. Zhao, Huo Shao came to visit, please open the door."

Zhao Zhilan was a little nervous and angry: "You don't need to visit. People like Huo Shao, our family can't afford it."

The smile in Huo Xu's eyes disappeared.

how? Haven't thought about it for so long?

He said, "You made up your mind not to let Bei Yao be with me?"

Zhao Zhilan originally wanted to scold him for the idea of ​​killing his daughter, but the thought of him bringing someone along was not good for conflict. Beckham's army was still at home. For the safety of the children, he could not act impulsively.

Zhao Zhilan said: "My daughter is already married. Huo Shao don't come, you go."

Huo Xu thought she was lying and sneered: "Marry someone? Who are you marrying? I'm not happy to hear you say such a panic. Since you don't invite us to sit in, we can only come in by ourselves."

He motioned to the people behind him: "Break."

A few bodyguards stepped forward without saying a word. The neighborhood is old and the gates have been around for many years. The sound of knocking on the door was loud, as if in my ear, they could break through the door the next moment.

Bei Licai frowned, his heart sinking: "You take Bei Jun to the room to see if I can call the police, I ..."

The sound of knocking outside the door came to an abrupt end, followed by a muffled hum.

More than a dozen tall men, Huo Xu and his people were beaten without a word.

Huo Xu was knocked to the ground by one of them. He covered his face and glared, "Who are you all?"

The head-headed man held a toothpick, and he was wearing slippers against his head. "Who are you, noisy in the morning, blocking me and my brothers from sleeping!"

Huo Xu said, "You try again, believe it or not, I can't see you tomorrow's sun!"

The big man chuckled, grabbed him and punched Huo Xu a few times, and kicked again.

Huo Xu turned pale and covered his chest.

His assistant was also screamed.

Huo Xu is not stupid. The visitor is not good. He opens up without saying a word, and refuses to give any information. It must not be because they banged on the door. Huo Xu said, "Who sent you?"

The big man said: "There are so many things, who do you want to let the uncle come! Anyway, hurry up and harass this family and I will let you go out."

Huo Xu's face was ugly.

But reality teaches life, he is rich and powerful, so he can forcibly open Zhao Zhilan's door, he is confident, even if the local police come, it will not help.

However, who the hell. Mom can think of it is a group of drunks without a word.

And more than a dozen came, all tall and mighty, the corridors couldn't stand!

Huo Xu brought a total of four bodyguards. After all, he thought he was here to get the account book! You can't bring people here in a mighty manner, but they were beaten up.

Huo Xu was lifted up and he had no choice but to leave.

Which **** asked someone to stop him! Still walking wild road.

Huo Xu left, the big man knocked on the door, and according to the employer's teaching himself, "Sister-in-law, don't panic, the turtles ... people have been kicked out. We will come immediately if there is any movement, rest assured."

The big man went away happily, this job is worth it! Without breaking the law, you can use violence to control violence!

The employer said that there must be several people in suits coming this morning, and if they harass the family, let him and the brothers beat them up.

The employer is an indifferent man, and his tone of voice is also cold: "Take a hard shot first, don't kill him. In addition, hit an extra 1,000 yuan."

This Nima!

Dahan pinched his fingers, counting how many times he hit Huo Xu, and he was crazy. This money is too easy!

They are just a bunch of diners. They are hooligans, others are not. There are many people and they are fighting. Take money □□. If the headed man holds him, he runs away with his brothers! They have nowhere to stay anyway!

Inside the door, Zhao Zhilan and Bei Licai looked at each other. Zhao Zhilan said, "This ..." She was also scared. For fear of what Huo Xu did, the door failed to come in.

Bei Licai breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "He is a capable person and should be able to protect Yao Yao."

The couple was a little emotional.

The morning light in city b was dim, and Pei Chuan opened his eyes. He fell asleep half a night later, and opened his chest. He also put a small hand in front of him. At dawn, he glanced down at the man in his arms, his heart softened.

He gently held the little hand and removed her hand.

She has long eyelashes and has not yet woken up.

Are you tired of your wedding these days?

Bae Chuan was very light, like a breeze blowing across his face. However, Bei Yao immediately woke up. The man's chest was hot in the early morning, and he always slept differently from herself.

She opened a slit quietly, watching Pei Chuan move her arms to the end of the bed.

In the morning light, his movements were slow, like a soft layer of white mist.

Men's movements are not strenuous, as if they have experienced thousands of times very skillfully. He turned his back to himself and started wearing prosthetics.

The bottom half of his trousers was empty, and his back was tall and silent.

Bei Yao remembered what he said last night, she closed her eyes and didn't go to see him **. As long as he minds, even if he doesn't know.

Pei Chuan's phone rang. He was afraid to wake up Bei Yao and quickly hung up.

He looked at her subconsciously. She had opened her eyes, and Wu Liu's eyes looked at him: "Who called?"

Pei Chuan wanted to know who it was. Beiyao still didn't know that Huo Xu threatened her house. Pei Chuan said: "At work."

She nodded and yawned softly, her eyes covered with water vapor.

Pei Chuan nodded his finger to the screen and remitted the money. He then said to Beiyao, "It's all right now, will you sleep a little longer?"

She shook her head and sat up from the bed: "I don't sleep anymore, I usually get up very early."

She was going to get out of bed to wash, lifted the quilt, and looked at her bare long legs, but she was still exposed to white and tender feet in the spring morning.

Pei Yao looked down, and the man's shirt was worn loosely and crumpled, and she suddenly looked up at Pei Chuan.

He looked at her silently, but his eyes did not turn away.

From her crumpled shirt to her toes.

The shirt opened to the big legs. She blushed, put on slippers, and the ghost said, "We are husband and wife." So what's going on?

He didn't speak.

The air was quiet, and she tried to make herself less shy, and went to the bathroom to wash.

When Bei Yao arrived in the bathroom, the peace broke. She looked at herself in the mirror, and there were many small strawberries around her neck. She was stunned, how come, so many ...

The traces that the man sucked out meandered from her white and tender chin.

She unbuttoned the two buttons on her shirt, and she looked at the traces of her chest in front of the mirror, and Bei Yao's cheeks turned red.

Although nothing was done last night, it didn't seem to have done anything.

She then felt ashamed, and the bathroom door was pushed open.

She turned her head, and Pei Chuan stood at the door, a bit awkward.

With her neckline still open, Bei Yao almost jumped. "Why don't you knock on the door."

He looked up: "You say we are husband and wife."

Bei Yao stunned for a few seconds, and blushed the button. It's really shame to see yourself in the mirror.

He paused and came over.

He wanted to live with her forever, and had to adapt to life with her.

Without harming her, he hoped that Beiyao could get used to his special half.

"Are you going to class today?"

She shook her head: "May Day holiday."

Pei Chuan looked at her and said for a moment: "Can I give you a good morning kiss?"

Beiyao's ears are all red: "Hmm." Can you not ask them, Pei Chuan?

He came closer, she remembered, don't open her face and say, "I haven't brushed my teeth, now I can't."

He paused and lowered his eyes. "Yes."

She started washing, and the sound of water couldn't cover her heartbeat.

Pei Chuan went out, and there was a toilet outside the room. He was in the morning light, and Zai washed it carefully.

When he returned, Bei Yao had already changed his clothes.

She was sitting in front of the dresser, and she was wearing a spring half-night red shirt. Zhao Zhilan specially picked it for her, and she planned to wear an auspicious dress for her new wedding day.

Elegant buckle, she showed half of her arms, and her arms were soft and tender.

She is combing her hair.

Bei Yao's long hair dropped, he suddenly remembered himself who had turned over the garbage dump that year.

Pei Chuan asked her, "Why not use that kind of rope?"

Beyao said, "What rope?"

"The laces on the buds."

When she was young, the tender green flower buds were cute and cute. Later, when she went to elementary school, she switched to ponytail. Pei Chuan looked at the old ribbon she had picked up for a long time, and wondered, why didn't she wear it?

Beiyao tilted her head and chuckled and smiled: "It was brought by a child, Pei Chuan, do you think that looks good?"

He rarely admits that he likes anything, but he never tells anyone. In his life, the first recognition of beauty was the appearance of a young girl who was stubborn and adorable, wearing a soft and beautiful ribbon.

He was silent for a moment, responding somewhat embarrassingly: "Um." He really liked it.

When she saw the man being taciturn, I was afraid for the first time to admit that she liked something else, and her heart was softened.

Bei Yao got up and went over the backpack she brought from home. There was a piece of clothes tied with a big red ribbon. She untied the ribbon and put it in the palm of Peichuan.

The man looked at her and Bei Yao asked, "Would you like to try to tie me?"

He whispered, "OK."

Bei Yao sat back in front of the dresser and said with a smile, "When you grow up, you can't tie two, you can only tie one. You curl your hair a little, then tie it with a knot."

He tried several times, the man was clumsy, and the ribbon was difficult to tie, and once she had a hair accidentally tangled and torn.

Beiyao resisted not to speak, and his face suddenly changed: "Doesn't it hurt? It doesn't matter."

She smiled and shook her head, and said gently: "No pain, take your time."

He looked down, apparently hesitating a lot.

The girl is not so precious, but in his heart, she is more precious than everything.

It took a long while to tie a loose knot. His black eyes fell on her hair, restrained and fond of it.

Bei Yao was funny, but felt a little sad. This is the first time Pei Chuan likes something else in his life, but he has restrained himself too much.

Beiyao said, "Pei Chuan, you can tell me anything you like, don't hold yourself."

He lowered his eyes: "I don't ... especially like it."

"Everyone has something they like, a special hobby, it's not a shame," Beiyao said.

He moved his fingers and landed lightly on her hair.

After stroking her long hair, she wrapped her fingers around the ribbon and slid towards the end of her slightly curly hair.

She blinked and encouraged him, her eyes were tolerant and soft.

He paused, his throat twitched slightly.

Finally leaned forward, from her top kiss to the end of her hair.

An inch by an inch, lips rubbed across the ribbon, devout and obsessed.

Those who dare not say, never had a preference when they were young. After he was disabled, the most extraordinary thing he did as a kid was to pick up the old ribbon she used in the trash thrown by Zhao Zhilan. He just thought she was beautiful and beautiful in her hair. Why not wear it? Why throw it away? He was lost for a long time.

Bei Yao also thought it was wonderful.

She went to his home in City C in the third year of high school. Pei Chuan's home is simple in decoration and his life is simple and boring. At that time he didn't seem to have everything he liked and was interested in.

However, after trying to get close to her, he also showed him his restraint and intractable habit.

He liked her soft and cold hair, and looked up at her. Pei Chuan untied the ribbon over and over and tied her again.

In the lingering spring, on the first day of the wedding, she pampered the man. Tell him that he is equipped with things he likes, and that he can show without depression.