Chapter 367 Heart Pounding

Wen Ruan immediately didn't dare to move.

Even breathing stopped for a few minutes.

Qingli Xianchen's little face was flushed, "Huo Hannian, you, you—"

Huo Hannian lowered his head and bit Wen Ruan's earlobe, "You are a medical student, don't you know that men can't be provoked in the morning?"

Wen Ruan poked his strong chest with her elbow, "Why did I come to your bed?"

Huo Hannian casually picked up a strand of black hair from her cheek, put it to his nose and sniffed it, a faint fragrance rushed into the tip of his nose, and ripples of passion lingered in his chest.

He looked down at her reddened ears, and a wicked smile flashed across his black eyes, "You were sleepwalking last night, and you came here to hug me, begging me to take you in for a night."

Wen Ruan turned around and stared at the lying man who didn't even blink his eyes.

She doesn't have the habit of sleepwalking, not to mention, even if she sleepwalks, she won't say such shameful words.

Wen Ruan clenched his small hands into fists and slammed his chest twice, "You hate it!"

Huo Hannian clasped the back of Wen Ruan's head and kissed her pink lips. Wen Ruan quickly raised her slender hand against his thin lips, "I didn't brush my teeth."

"dislike me?"

His eyes were too dark and deep, like two whirlpools, trying to absorb her deeply.

Wen Ruan put her face on his shoulder, not daring to look at him for a long time, and said softly, "I think it would be better for you to take a cold shower now."

Looking at the girl's trembling long eyelashes, Huo Hannian let out a low laugh, and rubbed her hair with his big palm, "Sometimes I really can't do anything with you."

He lifted the quilt and got up, and went into the bathroom.

Looking at his back, Wen Ruan felt mixed feelings.

She knew his forbearance and suffering, and also knew that he restrained himself because he liked her and respected her!

Otherwise, like Qin Fang and Li Yanchen, he could force it or design it, and use the means he can use to get what he wants.

But he didn't!

This made Wen Ruan feel cherished and cared for by him.

There was the sound of pattering water in the bathroom, Wen Ruan glanced towards the shower room, and saw a tall and stern figure standing in the frosted glass, the outline of broad shoulders and narrow waist was vaguely outlined.

Wen Ruan buried her small face in the quilt.

The heart was beating wildly.

After a few minutes, the sound of water disappeared and the shower was opened.

Wen Ruan looked up subconsciously, and stopped breathing.

Huo Hannian didn't know if he did it on purpose, but he only wore a bath towel.

It was the first time Wen Ruan saw him after taking a bath. She pressed her lips tightly, her heart almost stopped.

He held a towel in his hand to wipe his wet short hair. He had a typical inverted triangle figure. His chest and abdominal muscles were so fit and strong that his nose bleeds without a trace of fat. The protruding muscles on his arms were full of masculine strength.

Wen Ruan slowly scanned down from his sharp-edged outline and profound and handsome facial features, pectoral muscles, eight-pack abs, mermaid line, and two proud long legs... just looking at it makes people feel distracted.

Wen Ruan suddenly understood why some girls screamed and frenziedly when they saw him lift up the hem of his clothes to wipe his sweat after playing and exposed his abdominal muscles.

Damn, it's so confusing!

Wen Ruan hugged a pillow in her arms, as if she wanted to see him but didn't dare.

Huo Hannian walked to the side of the bed, looked at Wen Ruan's slightly reddened ears, and couldn't help being a little amused, "What's wrong, your face is so red, do you have a cold?"

Wen Ruan wanted to throw the pillow on him.

He asked knowingly!

"Why aren't you wearing a bathrobe?"

Huo Hannian stared at her for a few seconds, pinching her small jaw with his long and slender hands, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.

The menacing masculine breath and the fresh breath coming out of the bath came to her nostrils. As he bowed his head for a moment, that cold and handsome face suddenly magnified in front of her eyes.

Wen Ruan felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Huo Hannian, you, what are you doing?"

As he bowed, the lines of his abdominal muscles appeared smoother and more beautiful.

Wen Ruan didn't know where to put her eyes, but she didn't push him away, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Are you tempting me?"

Huo Hannian let out a low laugh from his throat, and with his slender fingers pierced through the three thousand black hairs that hung around her, he kissed her flushed face, "What about you, are you satisfied?"

Wen Ruan raised her slender white hands, gently wrapped them around his slender waist, and buried her small face into his shoulders, "I've never met someone so satisfied, I like it so much."

As he spoke, his fingertips lightly touched his well-defined abdominal muscles.

The next second, her hand was firmly held by him.

He pressed her under him and bit her finger hard.

...

Qiao Ran lined up to buy the latest AJ sneakers last night.

After shopping, she came to Wen Ruan after only two hours of sleep.

"Ruan Ruan, accompany me to get my hair done!"

Wen Ruan nodded, "Okay."

When the two walked out of the villa, Qiao Ran found that Wen Ruan was a little silent, and her face was still blushing. She said suspiciously, "Ruan Ruan, you and Huo Shao..."

"No, no, don't think too much." He clenched his little hands unconsciously.

A clear smile appeared on Qiao Ran's slender and clean face, "Oh, I understand."

Wen Ruan scratched Qiao Ran's armpit, "What do you know?"

"I'm from here..."

"Don't talk nonsense, there is really nothing, I won't let him succeed so quickly, at most..."

"I understand what you mean best."

"Ran Ran, you have become bad now."

The two girls walked towards the shopping mall with laughter and nostalgia.

Finding a hair salon, Qiao Ran asked the hair stylist to cut her hair short.

An hour later, the hair stylist's satisfied voice sounded above Qiao Ran's head, "It's done."

Qiao Ran opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. At the same time, Wen Ruan, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, also raised her head. Seeing Qiao Ran's new hairstyle, her deer eyes were full of admiration and amazement.

"Ran Ran, short shoulder-length hair suits you very well!"

Qiao Ran studied broadcasting and hosting. Because of her excellent performance in school, her counselor recommended her to do a few evening news programs on a video site. Female hosts cannot have long hair, so Qiao Ran cut it off.

Qiao Ran was originally born fine and clean, with shoulder-length short hair, which perfectly complemented her ancient and beautiful face. Under the gentle and elegant eyebrows, the almond-shaped eyes were spiritual and beautiful.

Wen Ruan discovered that after Qiao Ran learned broadcasting and hosting, she became more capable and agile.

The two came out of the salon and went shopping for a while.

With a designer's eye, Wen Ruan chose a suit of clothes for Qiao Ran.

Back at the villa, she put on makeup for Qiao Ran herself.

"Wow, we Ranran look so beautiful today."

Wen Ruan felt from the bottom of her heart that Qiao Ran was the type who looked better the more she watched, and was not aggressive. If she became an anchor in the future, she would definitely be very popular with the audience.

Boom, boom, knock on the door.

Qin Fang leaned against the door and asked with a smile, "You two beauties, can you go?"

Wen Ruan turned around Qiao Ran who was dressed up, and faced Qin Fang, "Dangdang, look, Ran Ran is super beautiful today, right?"

Qin Fang frowned unconsciously when he saw Qiao Ran's short-cut hairstyle.