C8 The Real One(2)

"So, you did it on purpose..." Feng Ying'er was a little surprised. When she saw Huo Ting's indifferent expression and leisurely eating, she suddenly felt a little disappointment in her heart.

Huo Ting and Feng Ying'er appeared at the restaurant under the Huo family's banner to eat together. The two of them chatted happily.

This kind of news, there was almost no need for Huo Lei to deliberately inquire about it. Someone took the initiative to send it to Huo Lei.

Huo Lei was so angry that he smashed the urn of the Shihua Shiqi Crystal in the room. His expression was dark. No matter what Old Lady Huo meant, he wanted to get Feng Ying'er.

He could throw things that he did not want, but he would definitely not give them to Huo Ting.

At night, Huo Ting and Feng Ying'er returned to the Huo family. Huo Lei was not at home. He heard from the butler that they had gone out to play. Liu Faang also made an appointment with the rich ladies and prepared to play mahjong for the night.

After accompanying Old Lady Huo to dinner, Old Lady Huo went upstairs and entered the room, leaving the space for Huo Ting and Feng Ying'er.

Feng Ying'er sat on the sofa and frequently looked at Huo Ting. Her little movements were naturally seen by Huo Ting.

Huo Ting drank a mouthful of coffee and did not even raise his eyelids. He said lightly, "Huo family basically do not have any guests, so the guest rooms are basically not cleaned."

"I can sleep on the sofa!" Feng Ying'er immediately said. Then she realized that she seemed to be in too much of a hurry. "I mean, my sleeping posture is not good. If I disturb Grandma Huo, it will not be good. I can sleep on the sofa in the living room!"

Feng Ying'er pressed on the leather sofa under her butt. The quality of the sofa was not even comparable to the bed in her apartment.

Huo Ting put down the coffee and looked at her with deep blue eyes. His brows slightly raised. "If you want Huo Lei to come back in the middle of the night and see you on the sofa, I have no objections!"

This was almost Feng Ying'er's soft spot. Of course, she did not want Huo Lei to see it. It was not easy for her to create the identity of Huo Ting's real girlfriend. If Huo Lei saw her, she wouldn't get along with Huo Ting and sleep together. Instead, she would sleep on the sofa. Even an idiot could tell that they were putting on a show.

Seeing Feng Ying'er's expression loosen, Huo Ting did not say anything else.

He got up, loosened the buttons on his wrist, and took off his coat. His tight shirt seemed to be able to show his well-built figure.

"My room is the last one on the second floor. You go and take a shower first. I'll go to the study room!"

Feng Ying'er waited until Huo Ting left before she got up and went upstairs.

Huo Ting's room was just like his own style. It was simple and elegant, but it was full of nobility.

There was a change of clothes on the table. Feng Ying'er took the clothes and went into the bathroom. She thought that Huo Ting would not be able to come back for a while.

...

After Huo Ting and Old Lady Huo finished talking, they went back to the room.

Feng Ying'er was not in the bedroom, only the bathroom light was on, and the sound of water splashing came from inside.

Although he was drugged that night, he was still in a daze, but he did not forget the delicate skin of the woman under him and her fragrant and soft lips.

Huo Ting boasted that he was not a person who paid attention to relationships, but when he thought of Feng Ying'er in his bathroom, he could not help but feel a little hot somewhere.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped at some point. When the door opened, the light in the bathroom shone on the dark bedroom, revealing a slender and graceful figure.

"Ah..."

Feng Ying'er did not expect that there would be someone in the bedroom who suddenly saw a figure. She was so scared that she took a step back. Her back hit the bathroom door that had not been closed and made a muffled sound.

The figure moved and quickly went forward to grab Feng Ying'er's arm. He sized Feng Ying'er up and down, "Are you alright?"

Feng Ying'er moved slightly and felt a slight pain on her back. She took a light breath and shook her head.

His wet hair could still smell the fragrance of the shampoo he usually used. Huo Ting's eyes were very good. Through the weak light, he could clearly see his partially exposed collarbone.

The faint fragrance drilled into Huo Ting's nose, making his breathing gradually heavier.

The two of them were in close proximity, looking extremely intimate, as if they were hugging each other. At such a close distance, if this continued, Huo Ting was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

He quickly let go of his hand, turned around, and went into the closet to take out a set of space blankets.

"I'll sleep underground!" Feng Ying'er immediately went forward and wanted to take the blanket.

"It is not good for a girl to sleep on the ground. Go and sleep in the bed!" As she spoke, she went around Feng Ying'er and laid the blanket on the floor.

Perhaps it was the first time the two of them were awake in the same room, so it was somewhat awkward.

Huo Ting came out of the shower and laid down on the floor. "Go to sleep!"

Feng Ying'er covered herself with a thin blanket, and there seemed to be Huo Ting's breath on the pillow. It made her feel somewhat uneasy, but she still pretended to be sleepy. She hummed and closed her eyes.

In the middle of the night, the cool moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling window, illuminating the two people on the bed and on the ground very clearly.

Crack...

A slight sound came from the door. Huo Ting, who was on the floor, instantly opened his eyes and listened quietly for a while.

The next second, Huo Ting quickly got up from the ground and lifted the blanket from the bed to cover Feng Ying'er.

Feng Ying'er had not slept well to begin with. Furthermore, with such a heavy weight on her body, how could she not wake up?

She widened her eyes and her gaze flickered. Through the moonlight, she could vaguely see Huo Ting's cold face. "You..."

Feng Ying'er wanted to ask, but the first word that came out of her mouth was blocked by someone.

Her hot lips seemed to be about to burn on her lips, making her stiff to the point that she did not dare to move. The door was opened from the outside and Old Lady Huo walked in quietly.

Feng Ying'er raised her eyes and looked into Huo Ting's eyes. Their eyes met and they communicated silently.

Knowing that Old Lady Huo was here to make ward rounds, Feng Ying'er naturally did not dare to move too much as she was afraid that Old Lady Huo would discover something.

After all, to outsiders, she said that she was Huo Ting's proper girlfriend. If she did not play the right trick today, it was hard to guarantee that Old Lady Huo would not think too much about it.

Thinking of this, she gradually relaxed her body.

Huo Ting felt the softness under his body. His big hand passed through the hair behind her head, pressed the hand behind his head, and kissed her rosy lips deeply.

His long tongue probed her, pried open her teeth, and a strong aura entered.

Feng Ying'er felt his warm lips and Huo Ting's unique aura. Her mind instantly went blank and her body seemed to be out of her control.