C17 Why Can't You Take Another Look at Me

Because the key was pressed against his thigh, there was some warmth in his pants pocket, but it did not make Soong Miao feel disgusted. Soong Miao touched for a while but did not touch the room key. A layer of sweat first appeared on her forehead.

The man's thigh was clearly strong and strong. Even though she had tried her best to be careful, she could not avoid touching him.

She did not know if it was due to fever or shyness, but her face was red to the roots of her ears. Then, she helplessly changed directions and continued to look for the key. Because the distance was a little far and there was a problem with the direction, Soong Miao touched it many times. When she was embarrassed to the point where she was suffocating, she finally touched the key.

She did not know if it was an illusion or not, but she felt that the man's body seemed to stiffen a little.

She took a deep breath and looked again, even though her eyes were closed. Her face heated up. Thinking of what Qin Xiaoxiao said in her ears every day, she could not help whispering, "If Qin Xiaoxiao knows about everything tonight, I will be misunderstood by her."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the key and inserted it into the lock. She opened the door and helped the man in.

The apartment was two floors up and down. Soong Miao had already lost all her strength. She simply placed the man on the sofa. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and walked into the kitchen.

The things in the fridge were very complete. After Soong Miao married Chu Shaoyan, in order to be a qualified wife, she had specially learned all kinds of things in the kitchen. She easily made a bowl of detox soup and placed it on the coffee table.

At this time, she looked at Huo Tianqing's apartment.

It was clean and tidy. One look and one could tell it was the apartment of a single man. All the colors were a little dark. It was mainly black and white in modern style.

From the details, Huo Tianqing's private life was very healthy. His family did not have anything that belonged to a woman. He could not even see a woman's hair.

There were many aristocrats in B City. From Chu Shaoyan and his friends, it could be seen that the private life of these upper-class men was chaotic. From his social status, it was hard to tell that Huo Tianqing was a man who only liked one woman.

She turned to look at the man sleeping on the sofa. His closed eyes covered the sharp light in his eyes. His entire face looked much gentler. His angular facial features could even be described as exquisite. Soong Miao could not find anything bad on his face. Such a man actually secretly liked a woman?

Soong Miao shook her head. If he was awake, he would not let her help him back.

She went into his bedroom and took out a soft blanket to cover his body.

Then she sat on the couch opposite Huo Tianqing.

She had just done a series of things. She was very tired and wanted to rest before leaving.

But gradually, her sitting posture turned into a reclining position. Then, she reclined completely on the sofa.

By the time her consciousness gradually left, she had long forgotten that this was not her home.

The living room was very quiet, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard. It was so quiet.

The man who had his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were cold. He looked around at the things around him. When his eyes touched the woman who was curled up in a ball on the sofa opposite him and was sleeping soundly, his eyes became gentle and he smiled.

He gently got up and the blanket on his body slid down.

Putting the soft blanket aside, he walked straight to Soong Miao's sofa. Only then did he discover that her entire face was abnormally red and her breathing was somewhat hurried.

With a slightly gloomy expression, Huo Tianqing touched her forehead. The heat was a little frightening. He hurriedly picked her up horizontally.

Soong Miao, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to feel warmth. She rubbed her face against Huo Tianqing's chest and whispered sadly, "I love you so much. Why can't you look at me more?"

He hugged the person in his arms even tighter. Huo Tianqing pursed his lips and walked into the bedroom. He gently put her on the bed and looked at her again. Then he turned around and took his phone out of the bedroom.

"Hello, it's me."