MTL - After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular-Chapter 73 Like melted butter, without its own skeleton, but piping hot and sweet.

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The drops of water that fell on Huo Yu's hair were icy cold, but his lips were hot, as if gentleness and strength were intertwined, making Xia Wan's whole body tense unconsciously.

"What?" Huo Yu laughed lowly, looked down at Xia Wan, and put him on the desk, "Afraid?"

With the action of speaking, a drop of cold water slid into the neck of the summer evening, meandering and swimming. Walking into the depths of the collar, it seemed to carry an indescribable intimacy.

"I'm not afraid." Xia Wan pursed her lips and looked up at Huo Yu.

Huo Yu didn't speak anymore, just raised his hand and pushed the laptop and documents on the desk away, then held Xia Wan's waist with both hands, and put him on the desk with only a slight force .

But this time Huo Yu didn't laugh at him. He bowed his head and kissed him in silence, feeling full of oppression.

Xia Wan raised her head, one hand hooked Huo Yu's neck, and the other hand inserted into his wet black hair.

The casual home atmosphere also made him more handsome and more sexy.

Huo Yu's hands are very beautiful, like green bamboo, the color is like white jade, the nails show a healthy color, they look safe and harmless, but it is not the same when they touch the skin in the summer night .

It's like raising a string of fire stars, and it's like carrying a string of electric currents, which stimulates it to the extreme, making people want to twist and dodge, and want to cling softly.

"Eldest young master." Xia Wanqing couldn't help but cry out, and looked up to kiss Huo Yu's **** Adam's apple.

"En." Huo Yu replied, his voice was hoarse, not as steady as usual, nor his usual coldness.

Huo Yu like this is a little fascinating.

"Eldest young master." Xia Wan couldn't help but called out again.

Huo Yu looked up at him with a faint smile on his face, then he raised his hand and opened the desk drawer, took out a bottle, squeezed something with one hand and pointed it on the tip.

"Do you want to be here?" The coolness was melted by the scalding enthusiasm, and Xia Wan's voice became a little intermittent, with a nasal tone, which made Huo Yu's eyes darker and deeper. Not in the end.

Huo Yu likes the feeling of "giving".

"Don't you want to play something exciting?" He laughed lightly, deliberately misinterpreting Xia Wan's words, "Not enough here?"

Xia Wan didn't speak, buried her face in Huo Yu's neck, and took a bite.

Like melted butter, without its own skeleton, but piping hot and sweet.

I don't know how Huo Yu can bear it, but Xia Wan can't bear it anymore.

"Master," he said unsteadily, "It's alright."

Huo Yu paused, raised his eyes, his eyelashes were wet with sweat, so beautiful that even the most dexterous paintbrush in the world could not imitate it.

Xia Wan looked at those eyes for a moment, and couldn't help kissing.

In an instant, many images flashed through my mind.

Xia Wan remembered seeing these eyes for the first time at the engagement banquet of Huo Lin and Qiu Qi.

Even if he was so embarrassed at the time, even though his eyes were cold and heavy, he was still shocked.

Later, after knowing Huo Yu's identity, he also had a sense of fear for him.

I'm afraid that he will go crazy, that he will use those extreme and extreme methods like in the book.

At that time, he seldom thought about what he had experienced, but only regarded him as a symbol to be on guard.

Because as long as someone is willing to gently pull him, he can be kinder and better than anyone, and let the other party get an extraordinary return.

Even if the strength of the summer evening is very small, it can be.

The desk gradually swayed, making a slight creaking sound, faster and faster.

At the moment when his toes stretched out on the summer evening, Huo Yu hugged him all over.

The curtains in Huo Yu's bedroom are dark, with white curtains to block the light outside.

Summer evening can't tell the time in such light.

He opened his eyes dazedly, then sank heavily.

He drew a picture in his mind in a daze. In the picture, the person who hugged him tightly in this posture showed a strong possessiveness everywhere.

However, inexplicably, the summer evening is neither cramped nor depressed, but only feels extreme warmth and security from it.

He leaned forward contentedly and pressed his lips to the scar on Huo Yu's chest.

In the dark light, the scar is not very obvious, and it is slightly rough on the lips.

"Awake?" Huo Yu's low and pleasant voice came from above his head, and the hand that was on the back of Xia Wan's head slowly moved down, pinching the back of his neck lightly.

"En." Xia Wan responded lazily, wrapped around Huo Yu's waist, and buried the whole person in his arms.

Huo Yu smiled lightly, then turned over, wrapped Xia Wan under him again, and lowered his head to find his lips.

This kiss is very gentle, almost lip to lip, only occasionally very gentle sucking. Kiss.

"Master, are you comfortable?" Xia Wan rolled her eyes, then raised her chin, wanting to bite Huo Yu's lips.

Huo Yu didn't speak, just raised his head slightly to avoid his kiss.

Xia Wan was not convinced, and caught up again, but Huo Yu looked at him, and ducked again like a dog.

"Humph!" Xia Wan couldn't ask for it, she raised her hand and pushed it on Huo Yu's chest, gestured to get up to go, and was pulled into his arms by Huo Yu's wrist.

"Comfortable." Huo Yu said.

"Then you didn't answer just now?" Xia Wan was indignant.

"It's too early to answer," Huo Yu laughed, "I can't see how cute you are now?"

It was the first time for both of them to taste the taste of fireworks in the world, and they couldn't help being a little bit addicted.

While making trouble, Huo Yu's phone suddenly vibrated on the ground.

Xia Wan remembered that last night when the two of them were passionately in love, Huo Yu seemed to swipe the constantly vibrating phone to the bed.

"Go and answer the phone." He pushed Huo Yu away, lying on the edge of the bed panting and laughing, "I might have something to do today on the working day."

Huo Yu finally let him go with kindness. He stepped on the carpet with his bare feet, tugged his pajamas over his body, and tied a knot around his waist. Just bent down and picked up the phone.

The silk pajamas perfectly outline his perfect body proportions, Xia Wan can imagine the direction of every muscle on his body, and can also remember the feeling of his fingers on it.

He swallowed unconsciously, and secretly rubbed his fingertips, which still had Huo Yu's body temperature.

Huo Yu's way of answering the phone was different from what he looked like just now, very steady, with drooping eyebrows and straight corners of his mouth.

"It's nothing," he said. "It's late."

Xia Wan listened to his answer and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. After a moment of silence, she heard him say, "Let him bring him home."

"Is there something wrong with the company?" When Huo Yu hung up the phone, Xia Wan had already put on his pajamas, and was sitting by the bed watching him quietly, "If you have something to do, just go."

Huo has just recovered, and it is the busiest time. I am lazy and don’t know how many days it will take to make up.

"I won't go today." Huo Yu said, looking at the slightly open neck of Xia Wan's pajamas, "I will accompany you at home."

"But I still have class." Xia Wan said immediately with no conscience.

"I'll ask Su Tang to ask for leave for you." Huo Yu said, bowed his head and started tapping on the screen.

Xia Wan didn't find it funny to see his serious look.

He held his cheeks and couldn't help but tease: "Master, do you have to ask for leave every time in the future?"

And said: "If you come once a day, don't you have to go to school and go to work?"

Huo Yu glanced at him with a serious expression.

But under Xia Wan's smiling eyes, the corners of his mouth soon turned up helplessly.

Although there is no need to go to the company, Huo Yu's work is still dense.

After breakfast, Huo Yu went to the third floor to deal with some urgent matters, and Xia Wan took the opportunity to go back to his room and open the live broadcast platform.

After the promotional season, the studio has been in unprecedented busyness, and the summer evening has not been scheduled for a while.

Because there is a special after-sales entrance, most of his backstage messages are still fans "missing you", "when will the live broadcast" and so on.

Xia Wan watched for a while, but just as she was about to close the window, an unexpected message popped out of her sight.

[Xiaoyueyue: Brother, are you the new artist "w" who has become very popular recently? 】

On the paintings, he only signed a lowercase "w".

On the account of "Xiao w", he never concealed the fact that he was "w", the artist signed by the covered bridge.

Some buyers left messages or private messages under his account before, hoping to avoid covered bridges and trade with him privately.

But they were politely rejected by Xia Wan.

When she saw this message, Xia Wan was slightly stunned, thinking that she accidentally cut the wrong account.

But then he realized that the other comments were actually normal.

This message is very popular, and there is a very high building underneath. Many people have asked the same question, and some people asked who "painter w" was, asking for directions, and some people asked It has not been confirmed by himself, but he has already blown a rainbow fart.

Xia Wan pursed her lips, carefully scrolled down the comments, and found that netizens posted a lot of comparison pictures in the building.

One of the group is his live broadcast screenshot, and the other group involved in the comparison is posted on the official website of the covered bridge. Horned Beast.

At first glance, his live picture has nothing to do with the painting, but if you look closely, you can find that in the screenshot of the live broadcast, there was a very small spot on the right side behind Xia Wan A piece of canvas, compared with the lower left corner of "Unicorn Without Horns", has reached a 99% overlap rate when compared with the image recognition software.

Such an ambiguous corner, they can notice it, not only notice it, but also use it to solve the problem.

In fact, he didn't want to hide these things, but he never felt it was necessary to say so.

After all, the two industries have a huge span, and he also likes a relatively quiet and pure environment in terms of painting.

Su Tang sent a message in the group, specially circled Xia Wan.

[Big bowl of sweet tea: What does Sun Baijiang’s press conference have to do with me? 】

Doubts return to doubts, Xia Wan still exited the live broadcast software and opened Weibo casually.

There have been several hot searches on Weibo, "Sun Baijiang Huo Yu", "so miserable" and "distressed".

Xia Wan frowned. Although she didn't understand whether these three words were related, she also knew that she hated the connection between Huo Yu's name and Sun Baijiang's name.

He pointed to the entry "Sun Baijiang Huo Yu" and saw the corresponding video. Naturally, there was no Huo Yu in the video, only Sun Baijiang was facing the microphone.

Although it was only a freeze-frame picture, the heavy breath on Sun Baijiang seemed to pierce the screen and rushed towards him.

Xia Wan's heart slowly became heavy, and he unconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at the ceiling.

On top of his head, it was Huo Yu's study.

The author has something to say:

Huo Yu only likes to stay late and has nothing to do with others

In fact, there is no deliberate stamp, it is true that I can write as much as I can

I thought I could write more today, because there is no lunch break, so I wrote a little at noon. As a result, my head is heavy from afternoon to evening, but the efficiency is super low, so I can’t write more without a lunch break. QAQ