MTL - After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular-Chapter 41 The naked back pulls out smooth and beautiful muscle lines with the movement.

After a dark and sweet sleep, the summer night was finally awakened by the ringing of the phone.

He stretched out his hand dazedly and touched it several times before taking the phone into his hand.

"Hello." The heavy sleepiness and tiredness made his voice become lazy and sticky, scratching his ears for no reason.

Huo Yu looked at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, resisted the urge to scratch his ears, and paused for a while before saying, "Are you resting?"

"Yeah." Xia Wan answered in a daze after a while. Even if he didn't see it, Huo Yu could imagine how sleepy he was, so he couldn't open his eyes.

He raised his wrist to check the time, but it was only 3:30 in the afternoon, and he was indeed early.

"Go to sleep." Huo Yu said softly, "It's nothing."

Xia Wan hummed again, but the phone did not hang up.

I don't know why, Huo Yu held the phone in his hand and didn't mean to hang up for a while.

Like turning over and changing clothes.

Someone's voice faintly came over: "Late night, are you awake?"

"Hmm." Xia Wan's voice was still lazy, accompanied by a small yawn, "Zero, what time is it?"

"It's just past three-thirty." The other person's voice was a bit distant and vague.

"Three-thirty?" Xia Wan's voice suddenly rose, and it sounded relatively sober.

"God, gosh," he screamed, "Why did I sleep so long? I want to get up early in the afternoon to paint for a while"

The phone was warm in the palm of his hand, and Huo Yu suddenly had the illusion that he was spying on the privacy of the summer evening.

The corners of his mouth, which were raised by the insignificant, even trivial movements and conversations opposite him, slowly became straight, and then he raised his finger and pressed the phone.

It was still early, Huo Yu glanced at the door of the Academy of Fine Arts again, then opened the tablet and began to look at several investment plans of Shenzhou.

But I only glanced at it twice, and the mobile phone that was thrown at the co-pilot rang again, and it was still Xia Wan's name on it.

Huo Yu picked up the phone again: "What's wrong?"

Xia Wan's voice came over, and this time he seemed to be completely awake, and he called: "Eldest Young Master."

"Well." Huo Yu put the phone on the outside, and listened to the summer evening speech while reading the plan.

"I want to see my uncle tonight, right?" Xia Wan asked, "What clothes should I wear?"

"Nothing special." Huo Yu's fingertips paused on the tablet, "It's just that the family can meet and have a meal together, just be casual."

"How about that?" Xia Wan said, "Of course, the first time you meet your elders, you have to be more formal. What do you think about us wearing couple clothes?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to laugh, and brought out a wisp of air that seemed to be absent, as if it had inadvertently swept across a person's auricle.

"Whatever." Huo Yu paused for a moment, then he removed the tablet, and replied lightly, "I'll pick you up later."

"I'll go there myself." Xia Wan said, "Don't bother Eldest Young Master to run again."

Huo Yu looked at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts again without realizing it: "I'll be doing errands nearby, half an hour, half an hour will pass."

Xia Wan did not refuse, and said happily: "Then I can still paint for a while."

After half an hour, the phone came as scheduled.

Huo Yu's voice came in a clear and light voice: "Come down."

"Okay." Xia Wan hurriedly put down the paintbrush in her hand, "Wait for me, I'll go out right away."

He went into the bathroom to wash the handle, smoothed his hair, and put on his backpack to go out.

"Huo Yu came to pick you up?" Su Tang couldn't help but ask when he watched his anxious movements.

"Well." Xia Wan responded and said in a low voice, "Huo Yu took me to dinner with his uncle."

The news of Yan Rui's arrival in the past few days is no longer a secret. Su Tang also heard Wen Yunzhi and Xue Chong mention it.

There are three fires when the new official takes office. During this time, all enterprises are cautious, for fear of being caught and burning the fire on their own heads.

The same is true for the Xue family.

"My aunt..." Su Tang said smoothly, but then stopped and waved, "Go ahead."

"Goodbye." Xia Wan waved her hand hastily, opened the door and ran out.

Su Tang originally wanted to talk about Wen Yunzhi's invitation to them to be a guest at home on weekends, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it.

The sample has been selected by Xue Wen and sent to the testing agency for expedited processing. I believe the results will be available tomorrow.

If the result comes out and Xia Wan is not Ake, Wen Yunzhi doesn't know how sad it will be?

Seeing the summer evening will only make things worse.

It's better to wait for the results to come out.

Su Tang turned the pen in her hand a little irritably, and then lay down on the table.

Xia Wan trotted out of the school gate and saw Huo Yu's car in the distance.

Huo Yu drove a black Mulsanne today, the same as that of Xia Wan's brother before, and his license plate number is also very easy to remember. Note it down.

"Master." His eyes were bright, his forehead was wet with thin sweat, and he looked energetic.

"Sleep well." Huo Yu glanced at him and commented immediately.

Xia Wan pursed her lips and smiled. His formal clothes were all in Huo Yu's house, so he asked, "Are you going home?"

"Go home." Huo Yu said and started the car.

There are fewer people on the road at this point, and the car is driving very fast. Huo Yu glanced at Xia Wan calmly while driving.

He actually wanted to ask about Xia Wan's live broadcast today, and also wanted to confirm whether Xia Wan knew YZ this person, and what is their relationship?

But thinking that he never told Xia Wan to watch his live broadcast, he was a little embarrassed to ask.

And of course, those comments.

Although all the unsightly things have been cleaned up after the public relations department intervened, he also wanted to know if Xia Wan saw it?

How would you feel if you saw it?

Is it the same as him, will feel very disgusted.

Of course, it would be better if you didn't see it on the summer evening.

However, even Shen Yan saw it, and he thought that the possibility of Xia Wan seeing it might be higher.

Huo Yu pursed his lips and was struggling, but when he tilted his head, he saw that Xia Wan had taken out a bag of nuts from his backpack without any heart.

He skillfully opened the package and ate one with relish.

Huo Yu was obsessed with cleanliness, he almost forgot.

"Eldest young master." Xia Wan changed her strategy, raised the nut bag, and squeezed the opening thoughtfully, "Do you have a taste?"

Huo Yu glanced at him, his originally calm eyes suddenly turned indifferent for some reason: "Don't eat."

"Oh," Xia Wan angrily withdrew her hand and whispered, "Why don't you eat if you don't eat, why are you so fierce?"

Huo Yu choked.

Go ahead.

People don't take it seriously, why does he worry about eating radish!

Do you really treat people as objects?

"Master." Xia Wan opened the communication software while eating, "Can I make a video with my father for a while?"

"Yes." Huo Yu replied.

"Then," Xia Wan pursed her lips and raised her face slightly, "Can the eldest young master's expression be a little more relaxed or approachable? I'm afraid Dad will be worried when he sees it."

"Am I that fierce?" Huo Yu squinted.

"Yeah." Xia Wan nodded heavily.

"Then why don't you be afraid of me." Huo Yu snorted.

"That's because I've been with the eldest young master for a long time, and I know the man of the eldest young master, so I'm not afraid." Xia Wan said, "But my father may worry about whether we are not when he sees it. in argument."

"Then what am I?" Huo Yu asked lightly.

"The eldest young master is of course a good man, with a cold face and a warm heart, and a heart of a bodhisattva..." The opportunity was not to be missed, and Xia Wan immediately seized the opportunity to flatter him.

"Okay." Although Huo Yu's voice was still cold, a smile appeared between his brows and he reprimanded softly, "Nonsense."

Xia Wan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and seeing Huo Yu's expression finally softened, he assuredly initiated a video request to Xia Chengzhang.

In fact, although he exaggerated a little, it was not a lie.

In the beginning, influenced by the description of Huo Yu in the book, he was really afraid of him.

In the later interactions, although Huo Yu often had a cold face, he was quite tolerant towards him in many things.

At that time, he sincerely hoped that Huo Yu could get better and better, no matter which aspect.

Not because they are partners, but because of Huo Yu.

And the alertness and fear of Huo Yu gradually subsided unknowingly.

Xia Chengzhang's illness made Xia Wan realize that Huo Yu was just cold outside and hot inside.

He is not afraid of Huo Yu, and he feels very safe even close to Huo Yu.

Because whether it was Xia Yang or Huo Lin's embarrassment, Huo Yu did not hesitate to block him.

"I'm not talking nonsense," Xia Wan unconsciously smiled and looked up at Huo Yu while waiting to be connected, "Young master is very good."

Huo Yu glanced at him, his fingers on the steering wheel curled slightly.

It seems that because of his words, his thoughts all day long have gradually calmed down, like the waves after the low tide gently lapping the beach.

Comfortable and gentle.

Xia Chengzhang picked up quickly.

Xia Wan chatted with him while eating, and asked him how he was feeling now and whether he had a good meal...

Xia Chengzhang asked a question and answered a question, and finally said with a smile: "Why do you still treat me as a child?"

And asked: "Is Xiaoyu with you?"

"Well." Xia Wan said, "He's driving, I won't let him talk to you."

"Safety first, safety first." Xia Chengzhang said hurriedly.

Xia Chengzhang also knew that Xia Wan was going to see Huo Yu's uncle tonight, and told him: "Be nice when you meet your elders tonight."

"Yeah." Xia Wan smiled, "When am I not good? How lovable I am, Huo Yu's uncle will definitely like me."

"No shame." Xia Chengzhang laughed.

"Dad, you're at Huo Yu's house, listen to Uncle Zhang carefully, and call me if you have any questions, okay?"

"I know, I know," Xia Chengzhang said, "Come on up."

Xia Wan smiled and cut off the video, and got out of the car with Huo Yu.

The two went upstairs together and then entered their own bedrooms.

There are not many clothes in the summer evening, and the more formal ones are the ones that Huo Yu chose when he went to Huo's house for a banquet last time.

Xia Wan has quietly chosen one of the sets in her heart, which is more formal, but not rigid, with a little bit of the liveliness of the younger generation.

When he opened the wardrobe, he stopped.

Compared to the empty closet when I left last time, it is now almost full of clothes, and most of the tags have not been removed.

And almost every one of them is worth a lot of money.

He blinked slowly, his heart was beating faster, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms.

Huo Yu bought these for himself?

Casual, formal, sports, trendy, even accessories, underwear…, everything.

The tip of Xia Wan's ear tip is faintly hot.

He raised his hand and rubbed it, then opened the door and walked out.

Huo Yu's bedroom door was not closed tightly, it was slightly open, Xia Wan stood still, after taking a deep breath, he raised his finger and knocked on it.

I don't know if it was because of his fluctuating mood that he couldn't control his strength, and the door opened immediately.

Huo Yu's figure appeared in his field of vision.

He was changing clothes with his back facing him, and his naked back pulled out smooth and beautiful muscle lines with the movements.

Xia Wan swallowed and pursed her lips a little overwhelmed, and she forgot what she wanted to say in an instant.

As if hearing the movement, Huo Yu turned around slightly.

Xia Wan blinked nervously, he wanted to explain, but no sound came out between his lips.

Huo Yu's muscle lines are slightly tight, but no matter from front to back, or from top to bottom, almost every line seems to be carved by the most brilliant sculptor , is impeccably beautiful.

Except for one - the scary looking scar on his chest.

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