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Wife? He called her his wife? Did he know what the word 'wife' meant?

It wasn't "Hey," it wasn't "Have you eaten yet?" but a person who was willing to stay together for life. It was unknown why he said those two words, but Xi Sumo was still attacked by an inexplicable emotion. An indescribable feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, like excitement, excitement, confusion, or deep regret …

So much so that she was unable to refuse his invasion. She only turned her head to look at his beautiful profile and said uneasily: "Before you call out this word, you must understand its true meaning. You can't call out carelessly."

Her body did not show any signs of resisting. Her voice was so soft that it was trembling. Her eyes were also sparkling. Huo Li knew that even though he hated her, she liked to call him that.

That's great!

My silly woman, I don't need you to understand me.

With his adorable, mischievous face, the beautiful woman was angry like a pet trying to please its owner. Xi Sanmo only found out later that Huo Li would only use this trick to coax his loved one when he was out of skill, coaxing his mother and coaxing her.

"I've always been studying hard here, and although there are still a lot of blind spots, please trust my intelligence. How could I not understand the meaning of the word queen, first wife, first wife, second wife, first wife? " He understood, quite well.

Because Reihom would call him every day, and the first thing he said was: "Fifth Young Master, how was my wife yesterday? Is my wife happy today? "Thank you for taking care of my wife!"

This was because Yun Fengqing had been calling him everyday these past few days. Before he got down to business, he had to ask, "Fifth Young Master, how is your wife?"

As for Jiang Hanyan, Xiao Bufan and a bunch of messy clients, they would always say "fight to the death" whenever they met, "Lei Long, who are you? What qualifications do you have to fight with the fifth young master for a wife?"

The emperor had the word "wife" but it referred to "old woman", so Huo Li had specifically looked up a dictionary, checked the internet, and it clearly stated that cultivated people called their wives wives, while uncultured people called their wives.

Whether or not you have a culture is not the key. The key thing is, the two of them are shouting it comfortably and shouting it intimately, that's enough!

"Wife, Wife, Wife …"

Like a kid chasing a grown-up for candy, while tugging at the corner of his shirt and looking eager, Xi Sumo could not stand Huo Li's candy shell, and his heart was filled with a hint of helplessness, but a noble man's love stopped at courtesy, not at courtesy, not at heart.

As he came to his senses, the coldness and alienation in his eyes returned. "Since you know, then don't scream. We are partners, and I won't be your wife."

Huo Li had long since gotten used to the heartless Xi Sanmo. He didn't put on an act and instead smiled even wider as he held her fingers in his hands and continued to beat around the bush, "You're not, but who are you? You're mine …"

Enough, there were still official matters to be settled. The intimate relationships between children that had no boundaries should rest for the time being!

Not wanting to waste any more time and conversation with him, Xi Sumo spoke up in a loud voice, "Let's not talk about the fake ones first. Even if outsiders know about it, we're only engaged. When we get married, it wouldn't be too late for you to call us!"

Then, he pushed her away and was about to get up. Huo Li wouldn't let her go. He held her down but didn't dare to mess with her because he knew what would happen if both of them got hurt again.

They were definitely at odds with each other. Otherwise, why would they have so many chances to quarrel? If he had the chance to meet Master Zhang again, he would definitely ask him what kind of magical equipment he wanted to buy in order to change his state of mind.

The kiss landed on her snow-white neck, lightly touched the water, and the doting Huo Li wrapped himself around her. He then placed his left hand on her lower abdomen, gathered his true energy, and channeled it into her body. "How much blood?"

True energy flowed from his palm into his abdomen. It was warm, like a gentle stream of air. It warmed up the cold, but also eased the soreness and pain. In fact, the most painful time was the night before. Her whole stomach was twisted into a ball, causing her to sweat profusely and her body to curl into a lobster shape.

At that time, Huo Li had been trying to take her pulse, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe. She slapped his hand away and he had no choice but to send his true qi into her body, just like he did now. However, it worked. His zhenqi warmed his cold lower abdomen, alleviating the pain.

He didn't have much HP last night, nor did he have much HP on his first day here. Xi Sanmo shook his head, answering Huo Li's question.

Huo Li hummed and coaxed gently, "Why do you want to hear a play? If you want to hear a play, we can go out to the theater tonight to listen. Do you want to?"

No way!

She would fall asleep!

Xi Sanmo admitted that he was unable to appreciate the national treasure and was even more afraid of the older students' ahem, ah, just a few minutes more. She could not take it anymore!

However, listening to the drama at this moment was just to trick her. She blindly played Peking Opera, blindly played the part in the drama, and blindly played yesterday's "nightmare" before finally speaking with ulterior motives.

"The people in the dream were scary, and they had colorful masks on their faces. I didn't know who they were or what kind of sound they were making, so I came to listen to the play. "Huo Li, why do you think the singers need to draw such complicated facial features? If we were to be seen by an ignorant child, we'd definitely be scared to tears."

Huo Li smiled and explained the origin of the Facebook page in a slow and unhurried manner.

Xi Sanmo nodded repeatedly and did not listen to what he had said. However, the moment he finished, she quickly continued, "I say, there is no need to draw so complicated. Wearing a mask of different colors is fine, just like the one you found at Black Horse Cliff. Is that mask still there? Let me see, I feel that if that mask was painted with a different color, it would be sufficient to differentiate the characters. "

In order to please her, he did not refute or refuse. He put away his job, walked to the safe, entered the password, and took out his mask.

At this moment, his phone buzzed. Without even looking, he could tell that the daily 'greetings' ceremony was coming again. Huo Li did not want to answer it, but he had to because if he did, Lei Long's punishments for Mo Shaoyi would intensify.

Mo Shaoyi owed him for his kindness, so he couldn't add insult to injury. After handing the mask to Xi Sumo, he went outside to answer the call. At the same time, Xi Sanmo was left alone and could carefully study the mask.

His face was silver, and it was split in half. His ferocious face and the masks of the thirteen people were like a song about the same work. The mask was also very simple. Just like the masks of the thirteen, there were no decorative patterns on it.

When he saw this, Xi Sanmo suddenly became nervous, and his heart started beating rapidly.

If this mask matched with the mask of the thirteen players, it would prove that the thirteen were from the same organization as the killer in the helicopter. If that was the case, then she would be able to find the murderer very quickly and solve half of the problem.

Taking a deep breath, Xi Sanming focused his nervous gaze on the mask again.

There were two holes about the size of grains of rice on the surface of the mask. Raising the mask, he could see the light on the opposite side of the mask. Xi Sanmo yelled out that the situation was bad as he hurriedly bent his head down and carefully examined the mask.

There is no destruction, do not destroy. The heavens have eyes, the earth has hatred, no destruction, no … Mi Sanmo prayed!