Chapter 366 The Woman in My Arms, Is She?

"Morning, good morning?" An Xiaowan held back for a long time before choking out such a sentence.

Huo Shen's dark eyes were still fixed on her, motionless.

In fact, he had already woken up.

When he first woke up, he felt strange at first, how could the feeling like ten thousand worms eating his heart disappear without a trace when he woke up from sleep, instead he became full of strength.

refreshed.

At first, he thought that he had made it through by himself, and the effect of the medicine finally disappeared. Immediately afterwards, he felt a heavy weight on his arms, and there was a burst of numbness.

When he moved a little, he felt that it was a head.

A woman's head.

The woman didn't know how long she had been lying on his arm. Feeling the soreness and numbness of her arm, she knew that the time must not be short.

woman?

How could there be a woman in his room!

Huo Shen wanted to throw it away immediately, but he didn't move for a while.

Looking up again, he took in all the scenery in the room.

Messy, messy...

This was an unbearable living environment for him, but at this moment he just pulled the corners of his lips helplessly.

Then, the broken roof and the sawdust scattered on the ground caught his attention.

Is this someone who forcibly broke in?

Moreover, seeing that the ladder did not fall down, it was known that this person jumped directly from the roof.

As for the blood-stained road that bloomed like plum blossoms on the ground, it must have been left by this person. She should have stepped on broken wood when she jumped from the top, causing the soles of her feet to be injured and bleeding, but she was still walking forward barefoot.

Who the hell is going to rush in so desperately?

What is the purpose?

After a mess of analysis, Huo Shen's rationality suddenly returned gradually.

In the air, apart from the lingering ambiguous aura, there were bursts of cold and familiar scents.

It's not Ye Qingqing's HD toddler scent, but the authentic scent that belongs to An Xiaowan.

Huo Shen's muscles tensed suddenly.

An incredible idea appeared in his mind.

Could it be... those messy and scorching scenes in the dream were not hallucinations after taking the medicine at all, but... a real occurrence?

After taking a deep breath, he finally lowered his eyes and looked at the woman bent into a shrimp hiding in his arms, pillowed on his arm, with her back turned to her.

The long, wavy hair in his memory has now become black and straight, but he has already engraved the texture of those hairs in his heart.

it's her hair...

She also does like to sleep bent over like a shrimp, which the book says is an extremely insecure position.

It is the lines of her body, the touch of her skin, the inner satisfaction that only she can bring to him.

But at this moment, she didn't have any wisps on her body, and her whole body was covered with bruises.

Really, is it her...

For the first time, Huo Shen felt timid.

He should simply turn her over, and then he will know the answer. But all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he was afraid that he was still in a dream at this moment, and he would wake up as soon as he touched it.

In this way, time passed by every minute and every second.

The soreness and numbness in his arm had turned into total numbness, but he still hadn't pulled it back.

He just fixed his eyes, looking at her back, looking at her long black hair scattered behind her. And, greedily feeling the smell in the air that belongs to her.