Chapter 591 Press Hard on the Leg

An Xiaowan struggled and raised her hand to push him away.

"Speak." Huo Shen looked at An Xiaowan, who was looking away awkwardly, with a subconscious sense of command in his tone.

But she felt even more wronged when she heard this.

Wasn't she just in a bad mood and wanted to be quiet? He had been in a bad mood so many times, and he would lose his temper at any time, and he wanted to ban her... She always coaxed and endured, why couldn't he do it the other way around?

"Let me go." An Xiaowan became more and more irritated the more she thought about it.

Huo Shen stared at her, his dark eyes were quiet, and she felt a little scared.

"Were you bullied when you went to shoot the commercial today?" Since she refused to say, he could only guess.

Bullied?

The commercial didn't even get shot, so you could say that.

But what made her upset was not this matter at all.

Thinking of the choice Mr. Ye gave her, she felt bad in her heart.

Huo Shen has been really nice to her recently, but it doesn't seem like they are a sweet couple. He is always so noble and arrogant, high and mighty, just like an emperor, noble and distant. Even if he treats her well, it's like a favor to a concubine.

It seems that he doesn't have to be with her.

An Xiaowan has always had a guess, whether Huo Shen keeps her by his side just because his body can't accept anyone else for the time being, and that his strange old illness can only be relieved by her.

Her existence is like an antidote.

Will a better antidote be "developed" one day?

An Xiaowan pursed her lips, "I'm really fine, I just want to sleep."

She leaned her head on the pillow, tilted her head, and closed her eyes.

But An Xiaowan has a habit of not being able to fall asleep when she is very upset, and even if she closes her eyes, her eyelids will tremble disobediently.

Huo Shen squinted at her and suddenly sat up.

She felt his quiet withdrawal, and her heart suddenly became tense and she felt even worse.

He just asked two questions, and he stopped asking?

Sure enough, this man didn't have much patience with her.

The steady footsteps slowly went away. An Xiaowan opened her eyes, frowned, turned over, and curled up like a yellow croaker on the edge of the bed, occupying only a small corner pitifully.

...

She was in a bad mood.

It would be better if she didn't come to ask her in the first place.

Just thinking about this, the footsteps that had gone away suddenly came back again.

An Xiaowan hurriedly closed her eyes again in panic, and her body shrank stiffly in the corner, motionless.

However, her ears stood up.

The man's footsteps slowly stopped at the bedside, and then there was a "click" sound, as if something was plugged into the power socket.

"Get up." Huo Shen's deep and magnetic voice sounded in the silent air.

An Xiaowan closed her eyes and ignored it.

Huo Shen seemed a little helpless, sighed lightly, sat down on the bed, and stretched out his big hand to pull the woman who was making trouble over.

She struggled, and he pressed her hard on his legs.

Her long, shiny hair was scattered on his legs, and there was a slight cool dampness.

She looked up at the pillow, which was already covered with a layer of water vapor. It had to be changed.

"Blow it dry before going to bed, otherwise you will have a headache." Huo Shen said solemnly, and turned on the hair dryer.

The warm wind blew softly on her head, and the man's big hand fiddled with her hair with some unfamiliar movements.

So, he didn't leave without patience just now.

Instead, he went to get the hair dryer and came back to blow her hair.