Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Wen Ruan looked at the man close at hand, with slender sword eyebrows, deep black eyes, tall nose, scarlet thin lips... She looked slightly in a trance.

After a long time, there was a trembling sound from the throat, "You...remember me?"

His memory of her has never been forgotten, but it was sealed up.

Thinking of everything she experienced after coming to Nepal, his long, narrow black eyes blushed, and he said in a low voice, "I remember it."

Wen Ruan's long eyelashes trembled lightly, water mist gushing out of his eyes.

In less than half a year, he had thought of everything.

It can be good fortune, she has become like this again!

Wen Ruan pushed him abruptly, turned around, and covered his face with his hands.

The more you are in front of the people you care about, the less you don't want to show your ugly side.

Now she has a rash, she must be ugly!

He only thought of her, so he wanted to show him what he looked like--

For a while, she didn't want to face him.

Huo Hannian could guess Wen Ruan's thoughts. He stepped forward, wrapped her slender shoulders with a slender palm, and turned her around.

"Ruan Ruan, trust me, everything will be fine!"

Will it get better?

Now she can't show up again, she wants to live as a dead person.

Poisoned again, there is no worse time than now!

………

At night, Wen Ruan was itchy all over, and she asked Huo Hannian to tie her hands so that she would not scratch her skin.

The internal organs began to cramp, and vomiting continued. She rolled on the bed with uncomfortable feelings.

Huo Hannian stayed by Wen Ruan all night, looking at her painful and tortured look, his eyes were full of distress, and his face was so gloomy that it could drip.

If he can, he wants to cut Nangong a thousand times!

In the second half of the night, after suffering for several hours, she finally fell asleep.

He lowered his head, pulled away the sweaty hair on her cheeks, and kissed her forehead.

Getting up and leaving the room, he went to the bedroom.

Taking out his cell phone, he called Nangonghan.

Soon, the phone was connected.

When receiving the call from Huo Hannian, Nangonghan felt mixed, and didn't know whether he should be happy or worried.

She knew how painful it was to be poisoned by the palace, and she also knew that Huo Hannian would definitely contact her in order to win Ruan!

In fact, she would rather he not contact her and let Wen Ruan die in pain!

After the call, Huo Hannian didn't talk nonsense, and said directly, "I promise you to marry you."

The poison on Wen Ruan can't last long, so the sooner they get married, the better!

There was not much joy in Nangonghan's voice, and even a hint of coldness, "If it wasn't for Wen Ruan, would you marry me for the family?"

He barely hesitated, and uttered two words from his thin lips, "No."

Cold-blooded and sentimental.

The tears in Nangonghan's eyes suddenly fell.

She is the princess of Jinzhiyuye, do you want anything? However, this man who made her fall in love at first sight never saw her in his eyes!

Nangonghan wiped the tears off her face, she looked out the French window with cold eyes.

What if he doesn't love her? What she wants is the result!

He will soon become her attached horse, and in the future, he will be labeled as a Nangong Han man!

...

Huo Hannian went out early and returned late every day. He found a servant Zhang Ma to take care of Wen Ruan.

Wen Ruan's condition became more and more serious every day, and Zhang Ma felt distressed when she saw it.

On this day, she was in a daze, a forceful arm lifted her up from the bed and fed her half a pill.

After eating, she slept again.

When he woke up again, the itchiness on his face and body disappeared.

Wen Ruan tried to get up from the bed and found that he could move his hands and feet.

At the most painful time, his hands and feet cramped, and it was as uncomfortable as being in eighteen layers of hell.

But now, she can get out of bed flexibly.

Wen Ruan stretched out his hand and touched his face.

The dense red rash seemed to disappear.

She ran towards the shower room, stood in front of the mirror, looked at her smooth and delicate face restored to the past, her expression in a daze.

Is she alright?

She gave herself a lower pulse, the blood was still surging very fast, and the toxins in the body were not cleaned.

Thinking of being confused, someone fed her medicine, she twisted her eyebrows.

Nangonghan gave Huo Hannian half a medicine?

How did he get it from her?

Wen Ruan came out of the bedroom and went downstairs.

When he arrived in the living room, Wen Ruan smelled the fragrant chicken soup, followed the smell and walked to the kitchen.

Originally thought Aunt Zhang was cooking in the kitchen, but it was Huo Hannian.

He is dressed more casually today, loose white long T, black trousers, tall and slender, he is cooking, looking like a spoon, handsome and cool.

Wen Ruan looked at his eyes and softened a bit.

She walked quietly behind him, stood on tiptoes, covered his eyes with her hands, "Guess who I am?"

He pulled down her hand and glanced back at her, with a smile in his dark eyes, "Who else is there but my baby?"

His voice was low, hoarse, and very magnetic, and the word "Baby" came out of his mouth, very sultry.

Wen Ruan felt that his ears were about to become pregnant.

She didn't leave, standing behind him, her hands wrapped around his thin waist.

"Cooking so many dishes, what good day is today?"

"I think of you, we haven't had a good meal yet."

Wen Ruan nodded, "Yes."

He served the last dish, took her little hand, and walked to the restaurant.

The two chatted while eating, and neither mentioned the antidote.

The atmosphere is unprecedentedly relaxed, sweet and harmonious.

Wen Ruan has lost a lot of weight recently and is in good spirits today. Although the dishes he cooked were not very delicious, he wanted to eat two bowls of rice in a row.

She touched her stomach, "I'm struggling."

Huo Hannian looked at her and saw a grain of rice on the corner of her mouth, he leaned towards her.

He leaned in abruptly, shocking Wen Ruan.

Looking at the magnified handsome face in front of her, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, "What are you doing?"

Huo Hannian grabbed Wen Ruan's head, not letting her lean back, and gently wiped the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and smeared the grain of rice on his fingertips.

Wen Ruan took a piece of paper and wanted to wipe it off for him. The next second, he put his fingertips into his mouth.

Seeing him eating the grain of rice, Wen Ruan's white cheeks flushed slightly.

"Follow me?"

The man provoked her exquisite and small chin, and said in a low voice, "Fuck you?"

Wen Ruan wanted to push him away, but he held her arm and pulled her directly, and she fell onto his lap.

"Don't make trouble, what should I do when Aunt Zhang sees it?"

"Give her a holiday, she can't see it."

In other words, the villa now has only him and her.

Wen Ruan put his hands on his shoulders, looked at his dark and deep narrow eyes, and asked softly, "Did you take half of the antidote from Nangonghan for me?"