Chapter 844 844. When Dry Wood Encounters Fierce Fire, It Is Out of Control.

There was a tug-of-war going on in my mind that no one could see.

It seemed like a long time, and then it seemed like only a second had passed.

Wen He glanced at Huo Chen, who had been waiting quietly for her reply, and suddenly smiled.

"What would you do if I didn't believe you and rejected your offer?"

Huo Chen frowned, unable to read her true emotions from her smiling face.

"Is there a press conference tomorrow?"

"Um."

"What do you think the purpose of my coming here today is?"

Huo Chen snorted slightly, eliciting a smile.

"One is to dispel your thoughts, and the other is to prevent you from going to the reception tomorrow. As long as I am here, you can't go anywhere, and no one can take you away."

"..."

Wen He looked at him for a long time, with an unclear look in his eyes.

"I believe that. After all, I shouldn't be able to defeat you."

"I'm sure I can't beat him." Huo Chen half-smiled, "You can try."

Wen He looked at him. Under the blurred moonlight, his handsome face was impeccably refined.

What attracted her most was the gentleness in her eyes, like a sea, which almost made her drown.

Suddenly, she reached out and hugged his neck. While pulling him down, she put her hot red lips on his and said with an ambiguous whisper, "The moonlight is just right tonight, why don't we give him a shot to cheer him up?" .”

"..."

The corners of Huo Chen's lips twitched, and while he was laughing, Wen He's dexterous tongue had already pried open his lips and teeth.

The two little hands began to wander around restlessly, until they came to his waist, rubbed it for a while, and then went straight to untie his belt.

This posture seems to be planned to start on this balcony.

Huo Chen's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he picked her up before she could make a move.

Walking to the bedroom, he gently put the person in his arms on the bed.

Wen He, who was holding his collar, pulled hard and he fell down. His lips were kissed by a passionate little woman again.

Facing Wen He's menacing attack, Huo Chen turned from passive to active. He turned his body, pressed her under him, and moved his hands to where he should go.

The clothes were messy and falling off, and gradually, the sexy moans of men and the confused gasps of women could be heard in the huge bedroom.

"Be gentle..."

Wen He gave a small scream and looked at the man in front of him with misty eyes.

Because of his gaze, a few drops of sweat slid down his forehead, sliding along his contours, adding a bit of seductive charm.

As if she was bewitched, she wrapped her legs around his waist.

This is a silent invitation.

"Wen He..." Huo Chen lowered his head, kissed her red lips fiercely, and said in a vague and low voice with breath, "I love you."

"Me too."

Wen He responded enthusiastically, and charming gasps kept coming out of his throat, "Huo Chen, I love you too."

The love they were filled with turned into a more intense entanglement, and the elements of passion and ambiguity gradually spread, filling every corner.

A charming room.

When two people who love each other deeply come together, it is like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and they are out of control.

Whether it was the long and continuous moaning or the shaking of the bed, it was enough to show how intense this love affair was.

It wasn't until the night was very, very deep that it finally stopped.

Wen He was wrapped in a blanket and his bare feet stepped on the cashmere carpet.

"What to do?"

A man's low voice sounded from behind, his voice full of contentment and laziness.

"Drink a glass of water." Wen He didn't look back, "Be right back."