Fan ilin regretted it almost instantly when he saw the expression of stunned disbelief on Luo Huian’s face. He should have taken it slow, his wife had just started to accept him.
Why did he have to rush things and ruin the little progress that they have made?
He lowered his head and said, "Forget about it. I just made a mistake, there is no need for you to take it to heart—" Fan ilin faltered when he saw Luo Huian raise her arms.
His eyes widened in surprise and he furtively pinched his arm. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Luo Huian was willing to hug him? The r she had compared with a trash can?
Seeing that he was not moving Luo Huian narrowed her eyes and asked, "You—do you not want to hug you? Is this so kind of punishnt play or sothing of the sort?" Did he just want her to keep her arms raised in the air or sothing of the sort?
"No, No—I do want to hug you," said Fan ilin with a shake of his head. He took a step towards Luo Huian and gulped nervously. At the sa ti, he felt that it was really amusing and laughable.
The Two of them have been married for so long and yet he hadn’t once been intimate with his wife. To think that he was being so nervous at the prospect of just hugging her. If he was to do sothing more, wouldn’t he pass out?
Fan ilin laughed at his own inability and fear.
He reached his arms forward and curled them around Luo Huian’s waist. He pulled her closer and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
She slled nice. This was his first thought as he closed his eyes and sniffed the scent which was emanating from Luo Huian’s skin.
Fan ilin was certain that this perfu wasn’t sothing that they could find in the market. It was sweet yet tempting, the scent of a flower that he had never even slled or heard of.
He clasped his arms tightly around her waist and felt little jitters pop all over his body. There was only one way to explain the feeling that he had at that mont. Soft.
Luo Huian was soft to touch and hold, every bit of her skin felt like it was carved from milk candy.
And as he continued hugging her, he could hear the thumping heartbeat of his wife. Like his own—it was quite rapid and jumpy.
The two of them stayed like that for a while but then—
Pi Pi Pi!
The sound of ssages flooding Luo Huian’s phone echoed in the silent corridor and the two of them jumped. Instinctively, they separated and looked everywhere but at one another.
"T—Thank you," Fan ilin said with a silly little stutter. "I really needed that."
"It’s okay," Luo Huian responded while pointedly looking at the elevator. She took out her phone and then looked at the ssages that were piled up on her screen. She blinked her eyes and closed the ssaging app before saying to Fan ilin, "I need to go now."
"Oh, okay," Fan ilin dumbly replied as he watched Luo Huian turn around on her feet and then walk away.
It was only when the doors of the elevator closed did Fan ilin reacted as he snapped out of his daze.
"I should have said goodbye to her!"
Away from him, Luo Huian stayed quiet throughout the journey back to the penthouse. She didn’t say a word which made Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai worried.
Why was this girl reacting like this? Was she upset about getting hugged by the opposite gender?
The two familiars were rather confused but they didnt say anything as they could see that Luo Huian did not want to talk about anything.
Thus, during the entire ride to the penthouse, everyone stayed quiet. While the snakes waited for Luo Huian to speak, the latter closed her eyes and didn’t even make a little sound.
She seed to be lost in her own thoughts which was weird as Luo Huian never truly stayed this quiet. At least not in their mory.
Thirty minutes later, Luo Huian returned to the penthouse.
"Huian, where were you—" Bai Shiliu began but Luo Huian gave her such a terrifying look that the woman stiffened at once. She was an A-class hunter, strictly speaking, nothing should have scared her.
And yet—the looming presence of Luo Huian terrified her to her bones. It was a similar feeling to the one that she had when she was facing a S rank beast for the first ti in her life.
Back then she thought that she was going to die then and there and Luo Huian made her feel exactly how that S-grade beast had made her feel.
She trembled slightly as Luo Huian walked past her and then turned to look at Luo Qingling.
"Leader Qingling, your sister—are you sure that she is not a demon?" Bai Shiliu asked. "Like are you sure, a demon didn’t possess her after the accident or sothing?"
"Don’t be foolish," rebuked Luo Qingling who didn’t like to hear anything wrong about Luo Huian. Even as a joke.
She turned to look at Luo Huian’s room and remarked, "It must be because of Liao Hong." Even though she was not soone who partook in gossip, Luo Qingling was aware of the relationship between her brother-in-law and Liao Hong.
And even though Liao Hong had never shown it to anyone, Luo Qingling was certain that Fan ilin was the source of obsession for her.
So the more the two of them stayed away from one another, the more twisted Liao Hong’s desires beca.
It had reached the point that now she wanted to make a married r her paramour.
Most probably Luo Huian t with Liao Hong or soone related to her which caused her temper to rise like that.
What Luo Huian did not know was that she was completely wrong. In fact, she was a long shot away from the truth.
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