C18 Fire

After an entire night of Annxin and Sun Xiya beating each other up, they were still fermenting online.

Annxin was invited to many programs, but most of them were popular, inviting her to be a guest.

After politely rejecting them one by one, Annxin felt it was laughable and a little confused.

Previously, she had struggled to stay in the model circle in fear of losing her job. She ate very little and insisted on exercising every day to maintain her figure, but now that she had fought with Sun Xiya, she became even more popular.

At this moment, a message came through the phone.

Annxin's face darkened as she opened it and took a look. With a roll of her eyes, she immediately deleted it.

On this day, she had inspected all the items in the Children's Home from inside and outside. Some of the broken items had been replaced with new ones, and she had hurriedly bought and replenished the commonly used ingredients.

Annxin carried her luggage and got on the car Huo Yanchen arranged for her.

The car took her all the way to the suburban estate.

A maid took her luggage and led her to her room.

"Madam, if you need anything, just ring the bell." Although the maid was respectful on the surface, she did not look at Annxin with a friendly gaze.

Annxin didn't take it to heart either. "Where's Mr. Huo?"

The maid glanced at her and said, "Sir usually lives in the villa and rarely comes over."

"Oh ~" Annxin let out a sigh of relief.

"Do you have any other instructions?" "If I don't have it, I'll get busy.

"Then go and busy yourself." With that, Annxin left.

Closing the door, Luo Annxin looked around. The manor was a manor, and it was even bigger than Children's Home's living room.

A few old French windows, hung with pure white curtains, when the wind blew the curtains, you could see the garden of the manor.

Annxin stepped on the soft carpet, her nervousness somewhat eased.

The room was furnished with a cloakroom, where new women's clothing was arranged neatly. There were shoes, hats, accessories, and all sorts of other accessories.

Annxin was completely dumbfounded.

Was there a problem with Huo Yanchen's understanding of torture and hell?

So far, Huo Yanchen could be said to be a perfect match for a husband other than being driven out of the car by him yesterday …

"Luo Annxin, oh Luo Annxin, what exactly did you resist back then?"

Annxin took down one of the Small Skirt s and looked around. She was extremely fond of it.

Knowing that Huo Yanchen wouldn't come here, Annxin relaxed under the siege of a bunch of beautiful clothes and jewelry. After a comfortable bubble bath, she fell on the big soft bed and quickly fell asleep.

Late at night.

Huo Yanchen came back from outside. The maid that brought Annxin to her room greeted her, "Sir, it's so late. Why are you here?"

"What about her?" Huo Yanchen asked in an indifferent tone.

"I'm already asleep." the maid replied.

Huo Yanchen didn't say anything and directly walked towards Annxin's room.

The maid stood where she was and stomped her foot in anger.

Moonlight scattered on the ground outside the window. The wind blew the white curtain gently. Huo Yanchen slowly walked to Annxin's side.

She fell into a deep sleep. Her long, curling eyelashes swept out a patch of dark green under her white eyelids. Huo Yanchen looked at it and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at it, he could not help but bend his body …

Annxin snapped out of her daze and looked at Huo Yanchen with her eyes wide open.

When Annxin just woke up, she didn't even react and subconsciously pushed Huo Yanchen away.

"Huo Yanchen, what are you doing!"

Huo Yanchen looked at her deeply, then he whispered to her in a low voice, "Mrs. Huo, this is what couples do."

Annxin froze. That's right... She already sold herself to Huo Yanchen.

She shrank back a little, like an innocent deer, with her big wet eyes she looked at Huo Yanchen: "You … "You were too fierce last time, can you …"

Huo Yanchen was Annxin's first man. She didn't know much about the affairs between men and women and didn't know that her pitiful begging for a man was like medicine.

It wasn't until the morning light came from outside the window that Huo Yanchen ended.

Annxin fell asleep beside Huo Yanchen with tears on her face, but Huo Yanchen couldn't fall asleep.

That year, although Huo Yanchen and Annna were in love, the two of them did not reach the final step.

Therefore, Annxin was also his first woman. Her fingernails brushed against the scars he left behind on Annxin's body. He had some doubts, were all women's skin so tender … He didn't think that he needed to use too much strength, but why was there so much azure and violet?

Huo Yanchen's burning gaze turned cold as his fingertips grazed Annxin's back. The spot where he got kicked by Sun Xiya's high heels that day had turned purple.

"Didn't you say that you were fine?" Huo Yanchen pinched Annxin's cheek. Annxin frowned slightly and mumbled lovably.

"It hurts …"