A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 437 How long will it take before you are willing to love me?

Huo Yan stared at Zhuang Zhoucheng. She was destined not to mess with this moody man.

If you can't afford to offend her, she can afford to hide, right?

Her hand gently touched his face, and a smile slowly appeared in Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes. He thought that she had admitted her mistake and her temper had softened, so he covered her hand with his big palm and pressed it tightly against his face.

"Are you still blaming me? Huh?" Zhuang Zhoucheng looked straight at her.

Huo Yan neither nodded nor shook her head. Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and gave her another warm kiss on the face.

Huo Yan turned his head away immediately, and Zhuang Zhoucheng's kiss was in vain.

He frowned slightly and kissed her again, but she still dodged him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng propped himself up slightly and looked at her with a serious look.

"Still angry?"

“No, I don’t want to do this…”

Huo Yan glanced at him, but turned away the next moment because his gaze was too oppressive.

"Give me a reason."

In fact, Zhuang Zhoucheng had no intention of doing anything. She was just too sensitive and thought too much.

It was her reaction that made Zhuang Zhoucheng a little angry.

In no mood?

Is it that you simply don't want to, or do you not want to be with him?

"I don't like it. I don't like doing this. I don't like it. Can you please stop forcing me to do this? I feel disgusted!"

Huo Yan's eyes were red as she looked at him, feeling full of grievance.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face instantly sank, and his hot lips pressed down directly. Huo Yan reached out to push him away, but Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her face hard, his voice so cold that it was frightening.

"Disgusting? Huh?"

"It's not you, I'm not talking about you, I just don't like this..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng really didn't think about this, but she made him angry.

Huo Yan's body was tense, Zhuang Zhou was bearing the pressure, and Huo Yan looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"I hurt..."

"If you don't cooperate, it will hurt more. If you're afraid of pain, then be smart, okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her chin, and his small kisses, mixed with a hot and ambiguous breath, spread densely on her face.

Huo Yan was kneeling.

This is what Huo Yan hates the most.

. .

Huo Yan still cannot leave the villa, which is equivalent to putting her under house arrest in disguise.

When communicating with Ji Wuwei, every word between the lines was filled with the desire to leave this place. I drew circles on the desk calendar every day. Every day that passed, the time for the competition was one day closer.

The competition in June will last for a month, starting from the preliminary round and going through multiple rounds of screening to the final. The exchange student places should be selected by mid-July.

However, there was a sentence on the competition materials that relieved Huo Yan's stress a lot. The selection of students would only refer to the ranking of the students in the competition, and no rigid selection would be made.

In other words, even if you don’t get into the top three, as long as you have outstanding performance in the competition, you can still break through.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng came back, he brought Qiuqiu back with him. For the first time ever, he came in holding Qiuqiu in his arms.

The little Filipino maid was so happy that she quickly ran upstairs to call Huo Yan.

"Miss, Miss, the gentleman has taken the snowball. Miss, come out and see, the snowball is here..."

Huo Yan was stunned in the room for a moment, then immediately threw away his things and ran out, his face full of joy, and he ran down the stairs in a few steps.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with a smile, and his smile deepened when he saw the woman running downstairs impatiently.

"Slow down, don't fall again."

Huo Yanyi ran downstairs in two or three steps and approached Zhuang Zhoucheng. When she saw Zhuang Zhoucheng, her eyes fell directly on Qiuqiu and she was extremely happy.

"Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu, I miss you so much..."

He reached out to tease Qiuqiu, touching its round head, and the man and the dog stared at each other with their round eyes.

Qiuqiu called out in a low voice, "Ang Ang Ang", and its pitiful and innocent eyes made people feel distressed. Huo Yan touched it again and again, but felt sorry for it.

She left the little thing behind when she left, and no one knew who took care of it. When she touched the little ball, it hummed along.

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and said a few words in response to Huo Yan:

"It recognized you. Look how obedient it is."

Huo Yan didn't look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, nor did he respond. He just held Qiuqiu's soft paw in his hand and teased him.

Zhuang Zhou lowered his tone and said:

"Yan'er."

"I heard it. Let me hold it. You will be able to hold it."

Huo Yan took the ball directly into his arms.

Zhuang Zhoucheng paused, then let go.

Huo Yan quickly went upstairs with the ball in her arms, and refused to speak to Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng thought that Huo Yan's reaction was just like a child after being beaten, that she was alienated and just angry, so he didn't take her escape and evasion to heart.

I thought it would be fine after a while. Wasn't it always her who took the initiative to make peace?

"I'm going to school."

He went downstairs that night and sat on the dining chair, speaking in a low voice with his head lowered, not looking at Zhuang Zhoucheng.

"Okay, I'll go there after class on Tuesday." Zhuang Zhoucheng agreed readily.

Huo Yan endured it for a moment, but still spoke:

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time... I'll go back tomorrow. I haven't washed my clothes from school yet, so I have to put them away when I get back tomorrow. I haven't been back to the dorm for a week."

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with burning eyes and asked:

"how much longer?"

"..."

Huo Yan raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"How long will it take for you to calm down, you fussy guy, huh?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's expression eased a little, and his eyes, which always seemed cold and fierce, now held some tenderness and a smile.

Huo buried his cigarette, what did he mean?

Did he think she was mad?

Could it be that he didn't feel that he had gone too far?

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, you hit me in the face, and in front of others... Do you know that you made me lose face? I couldn't even raise my head when I saw Lu Zeng and the others. Although I am nothing, I still have a little self-respect, but you..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Huo Yan and spoke in a slow and oppressive voice.

"The choice of dignity is up to you. If you follow the rules, will I punish you like this?"

"Punishment, punishment again..." Huo Yan said in a muffled voice.

This was the first time he mentioned the incident directly after being beaten.

Huo Yan felt a chill in his heart, bit his lip, and stopped humming.

On Monday at noon, Zhuang Zhoucheng took time to come back to send Huo Yan to school.

When getting off the car, he took Huo Yan's hand and asked her to kiss him.

Huo Yan looked into his eyes and said seriously:

"Don't do it outside! Our classmates might see us."

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her. Huo Yan pried his hands apart and tried to get out of the car, but Zhuang Zhoucheng forcibly held her back and insisted on kissing her.

Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng in a stalemate.

She didn't want it since she didn't have classes in the afternoon anyway.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled her and spoke slowly:

"Don't want to kiss? Then come with me to the company and choose for yourself."

Could he not guess what she was thinking?

He could tell what she was thinking just by the way she rolled her eyes.