air of slender white feet.She sat on the rug unwrapping gifts.Lu Qian finished his socializing and returned to the master bedroom, where he saw a pair of tender feet.His eyes burned with a subtle heat...Ho Shaoting entered the foyer, taking off his coat slowly, and then following him in.

Wen Man couldn't help but look at him.

His every move is pleasing to the eye.

Ho Shao-ting walked over and gently pressed her shoulder, seemingly casually saying: "Don't you like it Come sit down and have a play."

Wen Man was truly overwhelmed with surprise and delight.

This piano has a beautiful legend and is also a rare treasure.

She had long wanted to see him.

She pursed her lips, sat down in front of the piano, and slender fingers landed on the black and white keys. Suddenly, Huo Shaoting spoke: "I want to hear Moonlight Sonata."

Wen Man's eyes were moist, and she tilted her head to look at him.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Here it comes again, that feeling!

Why is Ho Shao-ting so clear about everything she does, almost knowing it all

She even suspected he might have looked into her.

He stared intently at her.

That delicate and easily angered look, somewhat like Huo Xi's, he couldn't bear to let go of and wanted to possess.

Wen Man finally began to play the piano.

At this time, her feet were unharmed and she played with agility. Her playing was full of life and spirit.

Before Huo Shaoting fell asleep, he received a hint from Master Qing Shui, bringing all his memories with him.

He is Huo Shaoting who possesses all memories.

Wen Man's piano playing touched him, even his eyes were warm.

If he had handled Qiaoan better back then, Wen Man would at least not have regretted that night, at least she wouldn't have lost her dream. Perhaps she would already be a world-renowned pianist.

But life doesn't have ifs...

At this moment, all he wanted was to safely bring her back.

When she finished playing, she slowly raised her hands, somewhat incredulously.

This feel, familiar to the point of heartbreak.

At this moment, Huo Shaoting walked behind her, his warm palm gently placed on her thin shoulder, pressing her against him.

He is truly gentle.

it won't offend or be immoderate at all.

Wen Man didn't know what had gotten into her. Just a few days ago, she was thinking about Gu Changqing day and night, unable to enjoy even her meals. But now, her heart was completely captivated by the man beside her.

She is very well-behaved...

He Shaoqing couldn't help but lower his head, leaning in close to her ear and speaking softly, "I miss you, you know"

Wen Man's body stiffened.

She had never been so close to a man.

Her voice trembled: "I don't know!"

He said nothing more, only pressing his face into her auburn hair, feeling the softness... It had been too long, far too long since he'd held her.

On the side, Huo Mingzhu just stood there.

What are you doing!

How did he end up holding her

She tiptoed into the kitchen looking for food and then saw a brand new air fryer. Mingzhu pulled it open and mumbled, "Why did my brother buy this too!"

She stared blankly, thinking that when they were done being affectionate, she absolutely had to get something for her to eat.

Twilight descended.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the apartment, the last rays of golden sunlight streamed in, bathing the person in its warmth.

So beautiful.

Wen Man was still being held by the man.

She was very innocent and inexperienced with men, a little scared, so she whimpered softly: "Mr. Huo, let go."

Ho Shaoting's palm boldly encircled her slender waist.

His voice was languid and husky, full of masculine charm: "You've been holding onto me for so long! Wen Man, you dare say you have no feelings for me"

On this point, Wen Man could not deny it.

When Huo Shaoting held her, she blushed and her heart beat erratically, even her legs felt weak.

She wasn't unable to push, but she didn't want to.

This man always struck a chord within her soul, possessing a mysterious allure for her.

Ho Shao-ting gently caressed her slender waist.

Then he pulled her close, burying his face in her neck and whispering, “Now we’re really together, aren’t we”

Wen Man wanted to say no.

But when she came to his apartment and was held by him, she couldn't deny it any longer.

This hesitation gave him an opportunity.

Ho Shao Ting leaned in and kissed her gently...

When their lips touched, Wen Man's brain buzzed with heat. She finally understood why his nose might get in the way when he kissed...

Wen Man couldn't describe this feeling.

... everywhere is filled with his masculine scent.

Deeply and shallowly, it invaded her nerves.

"Close your eyes." Huo Shaoting's voice was hoarse, a hand resting gently on the back of her head, soothing her to relax.

Wen Man was so young and inexperienced, flustered.

He simply blocked her eyes, then carried her to the piano. A trembling sound rang out, and then she felt the intrusion of pure masculinity.

This kiss was so hot it scared her.

Wen Man couldn't see, so she could only fumble about blindly. Finally, she climbed onto his shoulder...

kissed by a man, oblivious to all else.

After a long, long time, he seemed to have finally kissed enough and was satiated. He let her go but buried his face in her neck, panting heavily. Those breaths, warm with heat, made Wen Man think of a beast.

She was inexperienced, but she could feel that he wanted her.

Her skin was fair and now flushed with color.

Young and charming, she carried herself with a hint of feminine allure.

He carefully touched her cheek with his hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I won't touch you."

The piano felt a little slippery, Wen Man was afraid she might fall.

She clung to his slender waist, resisting, "You clearly touched me."

Ho Shao-ting looked down at her.

To have such a young and vibrant Wen Man in his arms, if he didn't feel any inappropriate thoughts, then he wouldn't be a man…

Huo Shaoting pinched her nose and smiled lightly.

"I'm going to cook! Mingzhu must be hungry, that girl can't stand being hungry."

Wen Man blushed.

She had almost forgotten that Huo Mingzhu was here, while she was still clinging to her brother's arms, kissing someone at the piano, and being touched...

She was beet red.

Huo Shaoting couldn't help but kiss her: "Are you shy"

Wen Man shook her head and looked up at him softly, "It was too fast!"

She is only 20 years old, so she just gave herself away because of a piano and his beauty

Just thinking about it feels surreal.

Wen Man whispered, "Ho Shaoting, I feel like it's a dream."

Ho Shao-ting remained silent, saying nothing.

Because, it was indeed a dream.

He came here and fell in love with Wen Man, who was 20 years old at the time, but he was destined to leave.

I hope that when they wake up, they will both remember this.

Even when we get old, it's still romantic.

This melancholic feeling could only be digested by Huo Shaoting himself. He patted Wen Man's little head and brought her down... From this point on, she was his.

Huo Shaoting carried the pearl out of the kitchen.

< Two little girls, one quiet and the other active, play very well together. >

When it came to intimate matters, Mingzhu pulled out a photo from her phone and showed it to Wenman as if it were a precious treasure. "Look at this, is he handsome My brother said I have a chance."

Wen Man looked intently.

A refined man walks in the rain, surrounded by a crowd of people.

A secretary-like person held an umbrella for him.

That photo is very atmospheric.

But Wen Man was inexplicably moved, for she saw a familiarity in the man's face.

Especially the bridge of the nose to the lips, that part, is very similar to my own.

Wen Man knew she wasn't Wen Beryan's biological daughter.

Then, is Mr. Lu from city C one's own biological father

Huomingzhu looked at Wenman's expression and was a little uneasy. She said directly, "Wenman, you have an older brother now, so don't steal him from me!"

Wen Man couldn't help but smile and laugh.

But as for her origins, she couldn't speak freely about it. However, she did keep it in mind nonetheless.

Mr. Lu Qian, from c city.

She hummed in response, and Mingzhu immediately felt reassured.

……

Ho Shao-ting cooked the meal, he's quite good at it.

When the dishes were served, Mingzhu ate them and couldn't stop praising: "Brother, when did you learn to cook these!"

Her little mouth was pouted: "Wen Man, you'll be spoiled rotten from now on! My brother has never cooked before."

Wen Man also thought it tasted good.

Ho Shao-ting picked up a chopstickful of vegetables for her.

He whispered, "I learned it just to chase after you."

No woman doesn't love to hear sweet nothings, especially when said by such a handsome man. Wen Man is certainly no exception.

But she always felt a little uncomfortable.

Ho Shao-ting gently stroked her long hair...

Suddenly, that awkwardness didn't seem so important anymore.

Wen Man thought: Perhaps, she really wanted to have a love affair with him.

She had tasted the bittersweetness of unrequited love, and now here was someone outstanding, treating her with such tenderness... She couldn't resist, nor did she want to.

Wen Man has given up.

She ate her meal contentedly and then washed the dishes with Mingzhu.

Míngzhū had never done housework before, she wailed and complained loudly, but in the end she still held her nose and washed it because her brother said that Mr. Lù liked a virtuous woman.

She's so kind and capable! She has plenty of time and is incredibly skilled.hought, if it weren't for the love that she couldn't have in her youth.He wouldn't do something so absurd.If she said she hated, she truly couldn't hate. But feelings, it seemed, were slowly fading aw...