5 Big Shots Kneeled and Called Me Mom Chapter 146: Kiss

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Chapter 146 Kiss

Gu Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard what he said: "Did you call Lan Ting?"

Huo Jinchen's deep eyes also showed a smile: "Yes. I called him and asked him about his current study situation, but he was very evasive. After that, I said that I wanted to communicate with you, and he quickly said that you were not at home and came to school. I asked in detail, and he told me everything. He also told me that you might have to be careful when you come to school and let me have time to see you."

What Huo Jinchen didn't say was that his son sounded cautious in his words, obviously trying to bring him and Yuanyuan together.

When Gu Yuan heard this, he naturally thought of his son's tone. He looked at the father and couldn't help laughing: "Lanting is trying to be petty and clever on you. How could he know? The cicada or the oriole is behind you, just wait for his words."

Huo Jinchen stared at her smile and asked, "Oh, who is the cicada?"

Gu Yuan's face was slightly dizzy: "How did I know!"

Huo Jinchen stretched out his hand and took hers.

His hands seemed to be cool no matter where they were. When their fingers were intertwined, Gu Yuan struggled symbolically.

Huo Jinchen held on tightly, so she let him go.

Huo Jinchen: "You are a cicada."

Gu Yuan looked at it with a smile: "Why am I a cicada?"

Huo Jinchen smiled slightly and stared at her without speaking.

When Huo Jinchen couldn't sleep last night, he even tried to analyze it with the greatest rationality over and over again. Why? How did this all happen?

Obviously half a month ago, in his eyes, she was just Lan Ting's mother, a warm and clean little girl. He admired her and thought she was beautiful and warm, but he could analyze it calmly and rationally. Knowing that the two people are not suitable, at least he is not suitable for this little girl.

But that night in the desert, when she was frightened and held her hand, she subconsciously held it back. At that moment, a wonderful chemical change occurred.

From that moment on, he seemed to be turned on by her.

At this moment, she was like a cicada, perched on a high treetop, chirping in his heart, making him feel restless and confused and unable to stop.

There is a longing in his heart, wanting to see her more, which can quench his thirst and soothe the faint restlessness in his heart.

His gaze was so direct and so direct that Gu Yuan was afraid to look directly at her. She turned her face away slightly and asked in a low voice: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Huo Jinchen held her finger with a little force: "You are the cicada."

Gu Yuan still doesn’t understand: “What!”

Huo Jinchen: "Because I am an oriole."

Gu Yuan was startled for a moment, and then suddenly understood. She blushed and felt dry, thinking about how this man could say such a serious thing, and immediately wanted to throw away his hand.

Of course Huo Jinchen didn't let her throw her away, but used this strength to hold her wrist and pull her closer.

The irresistibly strong masculine scent hit her face. It was hot and domineering. The slightly cool hand became irresistible at this time, tightly confining her wrist, and even raised her hand forcefully. His arms held her in the middle.

In front of him was the broad and strong chest of a tall man, and behind him was the trunk of a red maple tree that had shed its leaves. Protected by his arms on both sides, Gu Yuan found that he had no way to escape.

When the cold breath of winter wrapped around the man's hot breath lingered on Gu Yuan's cheeks and ears, she heard herself ask herself, do you want to escape?

No, I don't want to.

She raised her face, looking up at the man shyly but bravely.

This is a man who has been very distant from the first time they met. He is distant, cold and aloof. Even if he knows that he is the father of his son, the relationship between the two is so polite that it is almost embarrassing.

She never thought that one day she would be held in his arms and look up at him from this distance and this angle.

He has an angular face and an elegant and perfect mandibular arc. He has clear and thin lips that are slightly pursed, revealing sharp determination. He has a pair of calm and deep eyes, as cold as a pool, as cold as a pond. Abyss, at this moment, these eyes that can never be understood are looking at him intently and passionately.

She remembered what he had just said about the oriole and the cicada. He said he was the oriole and she was the cicada.

She could feel his deliberate suppression and restraint, enduring it until all the muscles in his body were tense, like a fully drawn bow that might break at any time.

His grip on her slowly tightened, and the raised Adam's apple rolled sexily, and then he seemed to be murmuring, and his voice sounded like a dream at night: "I want to kiss you, is it okay?"

Gu Yuan's heart was beating hard and his palms were sweating nervously.

She raised her face and opened her eyes wide, trying hard to see him clearly and see clearly what it was like for the once aloof man to say such shameful words, but she couldn't see clearly.

He had slowly lowered his head and was close to her, so close that the hot breath from his nose swept her cheek like a hot little brush.

Gu Yuan's heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. His legs were weak and unable to support him at all. He could only passively lean against the red maple tree behind him.

Through the thick winter clothes, she felt the roughness of the tree trunks in winter, and the squeezing of the strong chest of the man in front of her as he leaned forward.

There had never been a moment when she felt so truly powerless.

She was indeed a cicada, a cicada struggling to death in the winter, its wings hanging down feebly, and even breathing became difficult.

A sigh unconsciously escaped from his throat. What kind of sound was it? It was like the longing made when he was about to die. When this sound reached his ears, Gu Yuan bit her lips in shame.

How could she make such a sound.

However, at this moment, he suddenly lowered his head.

His lips captured hers accurately, and he used his lips and teeth to tease apart her teeth.

His movements are actually clumsy, but urgent and eager.

……

After an unknown amount of time, when Gu Yuan opened her eyes again, she found that the world had changed.

There seemed to be something falling gently from the sky, landing on the red maple tree that had no maple leaves.

Her mind went blank, and she was lost in confusion.

She thought that all her emotions and spirit had been sucked away by him.

At this moment, something fell on her eyelids in a trance, and she felt a cool moist feeling.

Is it snow? Is it snowing?

The man used his arms to support the weak girl in his arms to prevent her from slipping from the tree trunk. He lowered his head and gently kissed her eyelashes with his lips, kissing away the snowflakes on them.

The snowflakes had already melted on her eyelashes, and his lips kissed the water on them, which was moist and warm.

"Am I too impulsive?" The man's low voice was hoarse and moist: "Did I scare you?"

"Fortunately..." Gu Yuan turned away and said vaguely.

The lips he kissed arbitrarily seemed to be no longer his own, and Gu Yuan could hardly find his voice.

His eyes were focused. He stared at her crimson and charming cheeks and whispered: "Then do you like it?"

Gu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him.

The cool man who was once so far away and unattainable now pursed his lips, tightened his chin, looked focused, his eyes were hot, and his breathing almost stopped. He was staring at her intently, waiting for her answer.

It seems that the answer is very important, a matter of life and death.

She also saw that his slightly curly short black hair hung down on his forehead, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

It was such a cold day and it was already snowing, but he was sweating.

She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, looking at him with a smile: "You are hot, aren't you?"

Huo Jinchen's expression was still tense. He pursed his lips and shook his head gently: "It's not hot."

Gu Yuan stretched out her hand from his arm, raised it, and touched his forehead.

He is very tall. Even though she is actually tall, she is still petite in front of him.

The deep black eyes stared at her, not knowing what she was going to do, but he lowered his head to condescend to her.

When he lowered his head like this, Gu Yuan thought of a word, so good.

Gu Yan reached his hair and inserted her hands into his hair.

The hair is thick and soft, with short dark hair, and the roots are wet.

She smiled and blinked: "You are sweating."

A smile appeared in Huo Jinchen's eyes, and his tense expression relaxed. He looked at her helplessly: "I'm nervous, is that okay?"

Gu Yuan: "Why are you nervous?"

Huo Jinchen felt that there was a hint of naughtiness in her eyes in his arms. He was silent for a moment and then said, "I'm afraid you won't like it, and I'm afraid you'll find it too abrupt."

Gu Yuan said in confusion: "Why don't I like it?"

Huo Jinchen paused slightly.

Gu Yuan caught the flash of embarrassment in his eyes.

Gu Yuan thought of the rumors about him and understood something in her heart.

Those things about him that she heard from Camille were treated as gossip and **** stories about rich families. She even once said that anyone who wants to marry such a man and remain a widow would be a fool.

But now, she is trapped in it.

I never thought about this problem before, but now that I think about it carefully, it’s actually not a big deal.

When she contracted a terminal illness at the age of eighteen, her life had deviated from the normal trajectory of her life. After that, she fell asleep for twenty-five years and woke up with five sons. It was no longer possible for her to fall in love like an ordinary person. Married and had children.

In Camille’s words, what kind of man do you want if you have a son?

There is no desire or expectation, everything is just as one wishes.

When love spread its wings and landed in front of her, she just let it take its course.

It doesn’t matter if you are poor or rich, it doesn’t matter if you are beautiful or ugly, and it doesn’t matter if you can have a normal married life like normal people.

As long as we are happy together, why do we think so much?

Gu Yuan, who wanted to understand this, looked at Huo Jinchen again, and asked with a smile: "Did someone dislike your kisses in the past, and that's why you were so unsure of yourself?"

Huo Jinchen flatly rejected: "Of course not.

The voice was a bit loud and the speech was too fast, so that Gu Yuan felt that he should have been very repulsive.

Gu Yuan tilted his head: "What's that for?"

Huo Jinchen frowned slightly: "I have never kissed anyone, nor have I held any woman's hand like this."

He stared at Gu Yuan and said in a slightly difficult tone: "You must have heard of my rumors, right?"

It was about his privacy. Gu Yan nodded slightly and said vaguely: "Oh, I probably know something..."

Huo Jinchen looked down at the intertwined fingers of the two people.

The girl's fingers were slender and slender, and when he held them, the girl's tenderness was firmly held in his hand.

Recalling the past, his expression became distant and indifferent, and his voice became colder.

"That's my story, let me tell it to you."