Chapter 601: A Love that Doesn’t Require Love

Thinking carefully, he had never said he loved her.

Even when they were together, he only said: Be my girlfriend.

She asked why.

He answered, because I only want you. Waiting for you.

There are too many meanings that can be understood in this sentence.

He only wants her and is waiting for her. Isn't it because his body can't accept others and has a strange body cleanliness?

Since she has such a special function, then he will use a better and more stable identity to lock her in his own identity.

But he never wanted to understand love.

Even when he talked about the word love at this moment, his words were full of contempt and indifference.

"Why don't you want to understand?" An Xiaowan's chest rose and fell, and the smile in his eyes faded. "He doesn't understand love, how can he respond to the women around him? He thought that if he understood it, he could choose one person to live happily forever."

"If you don't understand, you can choose." Huo Shen opened his thin lips lightly, "It's just an excuse for being fickle."

For a moment, she was speechless.

In fact, it makes sense to say so.

But what An Xiaowan cares about is not whether the author of this poem is unfaithful or not.

What she cares about is his view on love.

Could it be that they are talking about a love that does not require understanding of love?

What does that count as?

"...Drink the medicine." An Xiaowan's heart was slightly cold, but on the surface she was still calm and indifferent.

She opened the thermos bucket, poured out the soup, and handed it to him.

The soup was very fragrant. Although it faintly revealed a hint of Chinese medicine, it tasted very delicious, just like Cantonese soup.

Huo Shen pursed his thin lips and took it.

"Kiss me."

An Xiaowan was stunned and frowned subconsciously, "You drink first."

Huo Shen observed her performance, and a ripple suddenly appeared in his dark eyes.

He sat there, motionless.

Obviously waiting for her to kiss him.

It was just an ordinary kiss. An Xiaowan knew that she could kiss him, and he would drink the soup, and they would be fine.

But at this moment, she was not in the mood.

"Drink it, huh?" An Xiaowan patiently coaxed.

The cold and beautiful man pursed his lips lightly, his expression sank, "Have you forgotten what you said?"

An Xiaowan's eyes froze.

When she persuaded him to take the medicine, she did agree. She said that every time he took the medicine, she would give him a deep kiss...

Her cheeks were a little hot, and she met his eyes and bit her lips.

This man seemed to be in a bad mood today.

Could it be that the uncle came?

Forget it, let's kiss.

An Xiaowan thought so, and then leaned forward, gently pulled his shirt collar with both hands, and leaned over.

Their lips touched, bringing a warm and moist feeling.

She kissed a little lightly and a little slowly.

Huo Shen frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with such heat.

A few seconds later, the man suddenly reached out and pressed An Xiaowan into his arms.

"Well..."

She didn't stabilize herself, and her body subconsciously knelt on his thighs.

The man pressed her down and deepened the kiss.

Although the two of them were moving so much, the medicine in his hand was steady and not spilled at all.

A kiss, long and a little fierce.

However, the moment they stopped, the two of them breathed a little faster, but they both felt that there was still something empty in their hearts.

Huo Shen's eyes were burning with a strong possessive desire.

He stared at the woman in his arms who was lost, drank all the medicine in one gulp, and then kissed her lips again.

Good night