The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    Huo Lan's palm is warmer than others.

    Dry and warm, hold him firmly.

    The agent mysteriously disappeared out of the scene unscrupulously, Huo Lan was half-kneeling by the sofa, his eyes fell on him.

    He held his head.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    In this atmosphere, Liang Xiao really couldn't think of what to do next.

    Not possible.

    Su Man in the susceptible period may do this, but Huo Lan will not.

    Even if Mr. Huo is susceptible, the craziest thing he can do is probably just chasing after his house and letting him lie on the sofa to write and read.

    Liang Xiao took a breath and calmed down.

    He was covered with a blanket, and the cold sweat had eased a little.

    The dizziness seemed to be less severe, Liang Xiao blinked and met Huo Lan.

    Huo Lan drew a question mark for him with his aura.

    Liang Xiao stared blankly at Mr. Huo's lifelike aura, and thought for a while why he didn't use pheromone, and then he remembered what the housekeeper had mentioned, and braced his arms to get up.

    When he held his breath, he didn't feel it, but when he suddenly relaxed, he realized that he had no strength at all.

    Liang Xiao secretly said that it was not good, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't use it anymore, his arms softened, and he fell straight at the sofa.

    The black fog in front of me was separated for a while, and it vaguely dispersed.

    He just hung on the arm that Huo Lan had crossed over in advance.

    ...I don't know why Mr. Huo is so skilled.

    Liang Xiao did not dare to ask: "Mr. Huo—"

     Mr. Huo picked him up with one hand.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Huo Lan picked him up, looked around, and walked towards the nearest door.

    "Mr. Huo."

    Liang Xiao hung on his arm in the shape of a salted fish: "That's the kitchen."

    Huo Lan changed direction.

    Liang Xiao: "Bathroom."

    Huo Lan turned around.

    Liang Xiao closed his eyes: "The bathroom..."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    In the four-choice question, Mr. Huo successfully eliminated three wrong answers, hugged him and successfully found the bedroom, pushed the door in, and fixed Liang Xiao on the bed.

    Liang Xiao salted fish turned over.

    Maybe she finally remembered that language is the main way of communication between people, Huo Lan casually put the curtains on, and said a few words: "Go to sleep."

    Liang Xiao turned halfway through, stunned, and looked up at him.

    I haven't been able to completely calm down the pheromones these days, and the susceptibility period has just ended, and Huo Lan's overall state is not very good.

    In this state of exhaustion and need to replenish blue, Mr. Huo's stern indifference will fade a lot, and most of them are easy to approach.

    With one hand behind his head, he sat on the edge of the bed and spoke in a low voice.

    Falling into the air, seeping into the dim light filtered by the curtains.

    …

    Liang Xiao decided not to touch the 1 G little yellow text bag in the phone during this time.

    I don't know what mysterious ceremony was identified. Mr. Huo, who visited him privately, sat beside his bed, leaning on the head of the bed and closing his eyes.

    The left hand was firmly placed between his head and the pillow.

    The whole day was too ups and downs, entangled in the past, he was twisted in the center, and it was only until now that he had time to relax.

    It's not time to stop.

    Liang Xiao closed his eyes and slowly sorted out the whole thing in his mind.

    Five years ago, Long Tao used him to trick Huo Lan, who took over the company shortly after, in order to entrap the Death Star Crown, a rival who was growing in the limelight.

    At the dinner party, managed to get Huo Lan drunk and brought him into the lounge where he was.

    Long Tao's five million dollars was actually in front of him at that time, and he was free to choose the resource endorsement.

    Omegas will release pheromones on a large scale when they are in heat, and no alphas can carry them.

    What's more... Huo Lan's pheromone type unexpectedly matched him highly.

    As long as Huo Lan does anything to him, waiting for Huo Lan, it is probably the countless shots that rushed in and the whole network exposure the next day.

    Liang Xiao was in a cold sweat again, took a breath, and exhaled a little.

    A thin, clear scent of fresh snow.

    Liang Xiao clenched her palm and suppressed all the dormant memories.

    At that time, he only knew that he would use an inducer, someone would be brought in drunk, and he didn't know who Long Tao's target was.

    It doesn't matter who.

    He didn't cooperate, Long Tao's people said good things and bad things, and finally became angry and unscrewed the can of inducer.

    Long Tao knew his situation, and he was sure that he couldn't bear the pheromone explosion, and he would lose consciousness soon.

    When the time comes, the drunk Huo Lan will be brought in, and the restroom will be filled with his pheromones, and the result will be the same.

    Long Tao didn't expect that he still has the strength to knock people out and lock himself in the house to find death.

    …

    Liang Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth.

    Liang Xiao was a little worried that Mr. Huo's mysterious ceremony was going to go to the next step, so he quickly suppressed his breathing, closed his eyes and lay motionless.

    Huo Lan stood by the bed for a while.

    Maybe he was looking at the roundness of his head.

    Liang Xiao was breathing evenly and pretending to sleep. After waiting for a long time, the person standing beside the bed walked over to the end of the bed.

    Liang Xiao felt a chill.

    …

    It's over.

     Mr. Huo was afraid to hold his feet up.

    In the circle for many years, Liang Xiao asked himself that he was good at acting, and he was still not very confident in maintaining a realistic sleep state in this strange situation.

    Huo Lan went around the end of the bed.

    Liang Xiao closed his eyes, should he explain the struggle between heaven and man to President Huo?

    Being in a dilemma, the soft and thick touch suddenly came down.

    Liang Xiao was stunned.

    Huo Lan is tall and has long arms. He barely made any sound during his movements. He unfolded the bed folded at the end of the bed and covered it for him.

    Top Alpha, the only direct heir to the Huo family, was raised with dignity and respect since childhood, and Mr. Huo probably has no experience in caring for people.

    Standed by the bed for a while, then tried to reach out and tuck the quilt for him.

    Liang Xiao's breathing was slightly stagnant.

    He lay in the hospital for half a year at that time, and he didn't know much about what happened next, but he also vaguely heard some messy rumors.

    The claims are plausible, but there are many.

    Long Tao and omega set up a set to harm others, which is self-defeating.

    The lover is determined to be the best, and will not hesitate to force each other to death.

    …

    How ugly it sounds.

    At that time, there were many people in the know. From Peng Lixin's point of view, he was naturally the scheming omega who cooperated with Long Tao to harm others five years ago, and was self-defeating instead.

    Five years later, of course.

    There has been cooperation over the years, and the relationship between Tianxing and Xingguan has always been close. Deputy Director Peng knew about his current relationship with Huo Lan, so it was impossible not to remind Huo Lan.

    ...Deputy Director Peng was very excited at the time, maybe he chose to question Huo Lan.

    I asked Huo whether he really fell in love with the coquettish **** omega that Long Tao used to cheat.

    Liang Xiao turned over and buried his face in the quilt, tearing the corners of his mouth in disbelief.

    When did Deputy Director Peng break in and ask Huo Lan, "Did he take a fancy to him?" In fact, he is likely to make it clear.

     Mr. Huo was in a meeting at that time.

    The theme of the meeting is that Star Crown has a crush on an artist.

    Huo Lan, who didn't even know the temporary mark at the beginning, was a tyrannical and indifferent boss, of course, it was impossible to understand "fancy" in any other way.

    …

    Deputy Director Peng rushed into the star crown, holding the script of Xiao Huangwen that the traitorous concubine cannot but destroy the country.

    Follow them until the script without any blocking words collided head-on.

    I even got two rounds of lines in their respective dimensions smoothly.

    He didn't dare to think about Deputy Director Peng's view on life now.

    Liang Xiao turned over and sighed.

    Huo Lan's pheromones were still active, and he stood in the bedroom for a while with the cool and faint smell of fresh snow, and said faintly: "If you can't sleep, don't force it."

    Liang Xiao didn't expect the day when his acting skills overturned so quickly, he was startled, and nodded his head from the quilt.

    Huo Lan lowered his gaze, looking at his left hand.

    Liang Xiao was a little worried that her hair might have poked hair prints out of Mr. Huo's palm.

    Liang Xiao moved covertly, grabbed one, and tried to poke himself.

    "I'm here."

    The hair print may not be very deep, Huo Lan didn't look at it for a long time, put down his hand: "I have something to ask you."

    Liang Xiao was stunned, met his gaze, and sat up with his arms up.

    Huo Lan looked at him.

    Liang Xiao heard her heartbeat and slowly clenched her fists.

    …He could probably guess what Huo Lan was going to ask.

    Deputy Director Peng tried his best to turn the tide, making the whole thing inexplicably a little wiggle room, but there is still one thing, he is still not sure.

    Huo Lan saw the medical record.

    Even if the previous conversation was oozing, the medical record had already arrived in Huo Lan's hands.

    The medical record has the time, the condition, and the patient's company unit.

    There was a meeting at that time, of course Huo Lan could only focus on the rescue and treatment parts, but as long as he looked at it a little more closely, he would be linked to the events of the past.

    Until now, Liang Xiao still doesn't know... Whether Huo Lan knew what happened at the beginning, and how much he knew.

    Why buy him, why call the housekeeper to send the inhibitor.

    Why did you come to his house in person.

    "Before Star Crown didn't know anything, and it also pitted Longtao 50 million."

    When returning home from Tianxing, the agent tried to persuade him all the way, and his voice echoed in his mind over and over again: "Mr. Huo doesn't understand the original conspiracy, and he may not be taken advantage of by Long Tao."

    "You didn't know anything before, and then you don't know anything, what's the difference?"

    "Slow down... slow down first?"

    “Wouldn’t it be better to keep the status quo?”

    …

    Of course.

    Liang Xiao was relieved: "Mr. Huo."

    Huo Langtong was bright and cold, like falling snow, covering him thinly.

    Liang Xiao touched the bracelet, and there was a **** smell in her throat after a long time.

    The innocent Huo Lan.

    "You asked."

    Liang Xiao smiled at him: "I know everything."

    Huo Lan looked at him for a while, buttoned his shirt cuffs, and walked back to the bed.

    Liang Xiao was ready to confess, and was caught off guard as he stretched out his hand, worried that he would be tortured, and was hesitating whether to immediately vomit three liters of blood, which made Huo Lan dare not make a move, but that hand was only in the He turned over his shoulder.

    Liang Xiao sat up straight: "…"

    Huo Lan was very strict, corrected his inappropriate sitting posture, and withdrew his hand: "QAQ."

    Huo Lan: "What do you mean?"