Chapter: 894
Because he doesn't love her now!
But when they walked into the apartment and Wen Man saw the decoration style, she couldn't help it and asked with a trembling voice: "Have you been here before?"
Here, black and white tones are restored.
Tasteful, but as cold as a model room...
Huo Shaoting put down his luggage, changed his shoes, and motioned for Wen Man to sit down.
Probably because she was pregnant, he poured her a glass of water, while he himself poured a glass of red wine and leaned against the bar to taste it...
Wen Man knew that he was thinking about what to do with her!
Deal with this, the uninvited guest in his life!
Huo Shaoting drank half a glass of red wine, put down the mug, and said with a deep thought in his dark eyes: "Although I have investigated it in the past five years, I still want to hear your version!"
Wen Man met his gaze.
He had clear black eyes and strong sexual tension. Unlike Huo Shaoting later, he was always gentle to her.
Somehow, her face turned slightly red.
Huo Shaoting caught it.
He walked over to her and sat down, gently scratching her delicate face, a bit teasingly: "Tell me!"
Wen Man was unable to resist.
With a calm face, she told him what happened in the past five years.
After listening, Huo Shaoting smiled softly: "It's so touching! Miss Wen... it's a pity that you don't go and sell it!"
Wen Man was startled.
Huo Shaoting slowly caressed her face and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Do you love me very much?"
Before she could recover, she was already pressed onto the sofa by him.
She was lying flat on her back, her posture somewhat unbearable.
But she looked up at him, looking at his handsome face, and she felt longing for him.
Wen Man couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch his handsome face, gently caressing it from his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose. Her voice was slightly choked: "Yes... I love him very much!"
Huo Shaoting grabbed her hand and prevented her from touching him.
Then her loose skirt opened, revealing her bulging belly. JrNovels.com