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Even if Cen Jiawen was in the bathtub, his entire body was in pain, especially his head, which felt like it was about to explode. She opened her eyes and hugged Huo Runhan who was bathing him. Huo Runhan leaned on her and rubbed his body like a pet.

Huo Runhan's body stiffened for a second, and his four limbs moved along a burst of electricity. He forcefully suppressed them down, and looking at the abnormally obedient girl, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but soften for a bit, as he smiled: "With just your family's bear, it would still give you a bath?"

However, he couldn't bear to see her like this. So it was a torture, a sweet torture.

"Big Brother Yun Hui." He blurted it out in the midst of his infatuation.

The man froze, and his bright eyes instantly filled with a layer of darkness that covered the sky. He grabbed Cen Jiawen's waist with one hand, forcing her to move back a bit as he stared at her with his hawk eyes.

The Miss Cen didn't have anything to lean on, so she pouted to express her dissatisfaction. Actually, this shout was just a casual one and did not have any deeper meaning. After all, she had circled around Zhuo Yunhui for too long, and the few times she got drunk during her youth was also because of him.

But Huo Runhan was really angry, he thought that she treated him as Zhuo Yunhui.

He even spoke the truth after drinking, which made him even more worried.

The man pinched her jaw, making her meet his gaze. He asked expressionlessly, "You can scream again."

Cen Jiawen did not speak, she still hugged onto him as she wanted him to hug her like a spoiled child. Huo Runhan's expression was cold, his other hand was pressing down on her, his actions was not rough at all, and he continued to ask: "Jia Wen, who am I?"

Miss Cen closed her eyes in a daze and gave an enchanting "En" sound. Then, her beautiful eyes half opened as she looked at him with a serious expression and said with a smile: "You are my father."

"..." Three black lines streaked across Huo Runhan's head. As expected, they shouldn't have let themselves be played so freely tonight, to the point where even her father couldn't tell them apart.

Even if Cen Jiawen was drunk, she could sense that something was wrong. She did not say a word, and only wanted to continue kissing him, but her hands and waist were restrained, so she could not move at all.

She pouted her red lips in protest. Her expression was lazy and sexy. A few strands of her wavy hair were scattered across her chest, barely covering her jade-like skin. That kind of bewitching, enchanting, and very natural expression almost took away Huo Runhan's soul. He cursed under his breath. She was just like a demoness, a seductive and seductive fox spirit.

He fought the urge to go up and kiss her, deliberately avoiding her beautiful expression. "Tell me, who am I?"

"You are that dark." This time, Cen Jiawen seemed to finally understand it, and replied really quickly.

The man was stunned. He looked at her inquiringly to see if she was really drunk or just faking it. She was still confused just now, so why did she suddenly wake up? In the end, even though Cen Jiawen was right, her eyes were still misty like the spring water. Even though her eyes were brimming with vibrant and vibrant, but she was actually blurry, and was very different from the smart and clear-headed her usually.

Huo Runhan also vaguely understood that the current her was most likely the truest and most exposed Cen Jiawen.

He lowered his head and gently kissed the woman's lips. It was a very light touch, as if she were a treasure that could easily be broken, and he was extremely careful. Cen Jiawen was completely different from her usual queen style, she seemed to be enjoying it a lot, enjoying the love coming from the bottom of her heart.

Huo Runhan kissed his for a moment, and his magnetic voice was like wine, alluring to him: "Jiuwen, what kind of person is Huo Runhan in your heart?"

Miss Cen frowned, looking like she was thinking about something. Huo Runhan stared at her without blinking, as if he was unwilling to miss every single expression on her face. He felt that he had gone mad, every expression that Jia Wen made, was unbelievably beautiful, with a fatal attraction.

If this wasn't love, what was?

Cen Jiawen thought for a long time before finally complaining, "Him? He's just a bastard. He only knows how to bully me everyday."

Huo Runhan was quiet.

He simply ignored the question and asked again, "How is he a bastard? He treats you so well, and he even wants to dig out your heart to give it to you. How could he bully you?"

Miss Cen pouted, she bit her lips as though she was hesitating on something, and said half-confidently: "Hmm, that is true, but that person is a tyrant and a beast, she is always so unreasonable."

Huo Runhan was quiet again, then asked with curled lips: "Do you like him? What position does he have in your heart?"

"You're so long-winded!" Cen Jiawen turned and slapped his face, his movements extremely powerful and mighty, luckily he reacted quickly and caught hold of him, if not he would have been unjustly slapped. He smiled helplessly. Jiayan's personality was truly ingrained in him. Even if she was a bit better at getting drunk, it wouldn't be much better.

However, he insisted on this question, and urgently wanted to know just what sort of position he held in her heart.

In the end, the Miss Cen could do nothing about it, he leaned on his shoulder and said indifferently: "He is my husband, whether you like him or not is my man."

These words were similar to the answer she gave Zhuo Yunhui at that time. She had already confirmed this answer and would not easily change it.

At first, Huo Runhan thought that he did not like him, but afterwards, he thought of a deeper meaning, as if he was alive in his heart.

He kissed her, and entangled himself very deeply with her. Cen Jiawen was quite cooperative, and as the two of them kissed, they felt as if heaven and earth had fallen together forever.

Huo Runhan seemed to be unable to endure it any longer and helped her dry her body before carrying her back to the bedroom. Cen Jiawen abnormally leaned into his embrace, her beautiful eyes half opened, her eyelashes fluttering like two wings.

She seriously looked at the side of the man's face, then abruptly smiled and said, "Run Han, you're really beautiful."

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