Adopting and Raising the Male Lead and the Villain

Huo Chengming stared stony-faced at her earlobe for a long time, so long that Zhong Yuhuans ear began burning.

Zhong Yuhuan finally couldnt endure anymore, asking, Whats wrong? Are there any problems? Zhong Yuhuan even batted her eyelashes, acting like she didnt know anything.

Huo Chengming pressed against the door with one hand.

Then used his other hand to unhook her drop earring.

Oh great, she couldnt even run away now.

Zhong Yuhuan felt nervous. He he wont be so angered that hed pull my earring right off, right?

But what was there to be angry about?

Ever since they were young, the pair didnt want to lose to the other.

Is this stupid situation the same?

Zhong Yuhuan: QAQ

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Did he straighten it like this? Huo Chengming asked in a deep voice, his breath puffing into Zhong Yuhuans ear. His voice drilled into Zhong Yuhuans ear, going straight into her brain.

Zhong Yuhuans ear felt itchy and her body trembled a bit.

Probably because the shock that Li Jinyuan had given her was too huge, her brain was still immersed in this ambiguous atmosphere. So, in the current situation, she felt that even Huo Chengming was being a bit strange.

Zhong Yuhuan felt like her throat was blocked, making it very difficult for her to speak.

But even if she could, she didnt know what she would say.

There was a thin layer of calluses on Huo Chengmings index finger and thumb. When she was in Turkey, she had vaguely realized that they were there because he handled so many guns.

But at this time, she felt a slightly abrasive feeling as he pressed his fingertips against her ear.

Zhong Yuhuan felt like most of her face was red.

Zhong Yuhuan couldnt hold it in anymore. Dont pull it off. Why do you both pull on it? So childish! Then, she added on, Its not like I have a third eye on my head! I couldnt see everything he was doing.

The stagnant and oppressive atmosphere was immediately dissipated.

Huo Chengming took his hand back, seemingly realizing that his actions were a bit overboard. He replied in a deep voice, Oh.

His dissatisfaction with Zhong Yuhuans answer could be heard from his tone.

But what will you be satisfied with?

Zhong Yuhuan wracked her head over it to no avail.

Huo Chengming squeezed through the door, bringing Zhong Yuhuan with him as he locked the door. The news on the Internet right now is only aimed at Li Jinyuan. Li Jinyuan and I are from the same orphanage. If someone were to look into it, then that would not be something they would miss.

Zhong Yuhuan hadnt come back to her senses yet, her brain still not thinking too clearly, so she just gave a perfunctory Mhm.

Huo Chengming suddenly stopped.

Zhong Yuhuan instinctively turned to look at him. She was met with his gloomy expression, his face full of unhappiness. Stormy colors gathered at the ends of his eyebrows and eyes.

You also want to go on the hot search? Zhong Yuhuan thought for a long time, but could only think of that reason as to why he was unhappy.

But could it be so easy to get onto it?

Its not like everyone who gets on the hot search receives 50 million!

Its more important than 50 million. Huo Chengmings voice rang out.

Zhong Yuhuan just realized that she had accidentally voiced out her thoughts.

Whats more important than 50 million?

But Huo Chengming pursed his lips, saying, Have breakfast with me tomorrow.

Zhong Yuhuan said, Havent we been eating together recently?

Were eating at a restaurant tomorrow.

Whats the point of deliberately going outside? Zhong Yuhuan paused. To let reporters take more shots?

Zhong Yuhuans voice went up because she wondered if Huo Chengmings brains were kicked by a donkey.

Even needing to compare this!

Isnt this childish?!

But Huo Chengming seriously nodded. Mhm.

Th-then fine. We can have breakfast together tomorrow. I have to sleep. Im going out with Yang Sen and the others tomorrow. Zhong Yuhuan yawned, then rubbed her eyes with her hand, the pressure immediately reddening her skin.

Huo Chengming stared at the bit of redness at the corner of her eyes. A finger seemed to tug on his heartstrings, not stopping no matter what he did.