The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Seeing that her feet were swollen, he said unhappily, "As a woman, you don't even know how to wear high heels, is that even right?"

"As a man, how can it be possible for you to kiss a woman you aren't very familiar with twice a night?"

Huo Tingshen looked at her with a dangerous glint in his eyes: "We're not familiar with each other?"

"Otherwise …" Otherwise, are we very familiar with each other? " Remembering that there were only the two of them in the car, she felt a little cowardly for some reason.

"Among the men in this world, other than your father, is there anyone else who is more familiar with you than me? "You have to know, I'm the first man to go deep into your soul …"

Before he could even finish his sentence, she had already instinctively reached out her hand to cover his mouth.

The moment she placed her hand on his lips, she felt some regret.

Embarrassed, she retracted her hand. "We agreed to never mention that matter again."

"No one wants to mention it. I'm only reminding you how familiar I am with you."

She looked embarrassed again.

"Don't you feel guilty speaking about a woman whose name you don't even know?"

"Wen Qing."

"Yes." It was only when she answered instinctively that she was surprised that he knew her name.

"Where did you get your confidence from? Do you think I wouldn't know?"

"Because you never called me by my name."

"Teacher Wen, this is my honorific title for you, but this does not mean that I do not know your name."

"But you've never asked me for my name. How would you know …?" Oh right, I forgot. You saw our principal yesterday, she must have told you. "

"When you came to my house to take up your post, I saw your resume. I have a photographic memory."

She was speechless. There were so few people who could boast like him. How confident must he be to boast like this about his memory just because of a name?

She curled her lips in disdain.

Old Chen returned and got on the car. Huo Tingshen said, "Let's go to the hospital."

"Yes, Master San."

Wen Qing was about to say something when she heard Huo Tingshen say, "It's useless if you object."

She didn't want to object, she just wanted to thank him. After all, the ankle pain was real.

"What did Bai Nancheng tell you just now? I told you to come down and get so angry. "

She was silent, almost forgetting her brother.

"Why aren't you talking?" He looked at her.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"He thinks you're kissing me?"

Wen Qing looked at the Old Chen in front of him embarrassedly and turned to glare at him.

Huo Tingshen acted like nothing happened and said: "What's your relationship with him?"

She was silent for a moment before looking at him: "As long as Tingren finishes the college entrance exam, Mr. Huo and I will no longer have anything to do with each other. So please don't bother about my matters in the future, and don't get too close to me either. And what you did to me tonight... I will forget about all these messed up matters as well. Hopefully, Mr. Huo will not have a next time too. "

Hearing her words, Huo Tingshen's good mood instantly turned cloudy.

This woman stood between him and Bai Nancheng and chose Bai Nancheng in the end.

Very well, the more she was like this, the more he wouldn't let her go so easily. After all, he had disliked Bai Nancheng for a long time.

One day, he wanted her to choose Huo Tingshen in front of Bai Nancheng.

He smiled. He didn't believe that he would be unable to subdue this little wild cat with claws.

Bai Nancheng, let's wait and see.