Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 75 is a beast.

A cold glint flashed in Huo Yunting's eyes, a ruthless glint as sharp as a blade.

His tone was icy cold, each word like a shard of ice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"No need, Qingqing doesn't need these things."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his neck, speaking calmly.

"By the way, do you have any medicine for treating external injuries in your bag?"

Wen Xuan was taken aback. Before he could react, he heard him continue, "You bit too hard yesterday. It seems you still need to apply some medicine."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xuan subconsciously looked up and indeed saw several shocking teeth marks on Huo Yunting's neck.

The teeth marks, like branding marks, were deeply embedded in the skin, with a slight redness around them, as if silently telling the story of the passion and intimacy of the previous night.

Wen Xuan's face turned deathly pale instantly, his hands clenched tightly. Now he understood everything.

But there was nothing he could do; he wasn't even friends with Xie Qing.

Wen Xuan stiffly took out a tube of ointment for external injuries from the bag and handed it to Huo Yunting, "Mr. Huo, here you go."

"How much."

His voice carried an undeniable authority.

Before Wen Xuan could even think, words slipped out uncontrollably, and he subconsciously blurted out its price.

Huo Yunting remained calm, simply nodding slightly before leisurely taking out his phone and promptly paying the other party.

The door was closed again.

Wen Xuan stood there for a long time, his feet feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every step he took was incredibly stiff.

He walked back dejectedly, his eyes empty and blank.

In the hotel corridor, he happened to run into Liang Shun, who was returning.

Liang Shun and Wen Xuan weren't very familiar with each other, but seeing the other's deeply shocked expression, he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Um... Wen Xuan, are you alright?"

Wen Xuan seemed to finally come to his senses, said a few words of "It's nothing", quickened his pace and went downstairs.

Liang Shun: This person... doesn't seem to be alright.

Forget it, it's none of his business, I'm too lazy to think about it.

*

When Xie Qingyou slowly woke up, it was already daylight outside.

He was startled and hurriedly tried to get up, but as soon as he moved his body slightly, a surging, tingling sensation swept over his entire body like a tidal wave.

It felt as if he had run an incredibly intense marathon overnight, and the physical exhaustion almost dragged him back to bed.

Xie Qing finally understood what Huo Yunting was like when he couldn't control himself; he was practically an animal.

He's perfectly innocent off-bed, blushing when teased, but he's a completely different person once in bed.

Xie Qing endured the soreness and struggled to get up, hurriedly putting on her clothes.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and Huo Yunting happened to be returning from outside.

Huo Yunting was carrying a breakfast bag, which still had some morning dew on it and was shrouded in a light mist.

Seeing Xie Qing's slightly disheveled yet forcibly composed appearance, a barely perceptible pang of heartache flashed in his eyes.

"You woke up gently, why didn't you rest a little longer?"

As Huo Yunting spoke, he placed the breakfast on the table and walked towards Xie Qing.

Xie Qing stood there, staring at him blankly for a while, before asking, "Tingting, do you have a sex addiction?"

Huo Yunting: "?"

"Why do you ask?"

Xie Qing: ...

Guess why I asked that.

Huo Yunting stretched out his long arm and firmly embraced the other person's slender waist.

Then, with a little effort, he lifted the person up in his arms. His gaze was fixed on Xie Qing's face, his expression serious, "If the object is you, then perhaps I really do have one."

Xie Qing was speechless for a moment, her lips twitching slightly: ...

It seems he can't flirt with people so easily anymore; he's really afraid he'll die in bed.

"Qingqing, are you angry?"

Huo Yunting asked cautiously.

"Not angry."

Xie Qing replied helplessly.

After all, he started the fire himself, so he only has himself to blame (o｀e′o).

However, the consequences were somewhat beyond his expectations.

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible smile flashed in Huo Yunting's eyes.

She wasn't angry at all, so it seems like next time... I can go even further.

After the two finished eating, they prepared to leave.

Looking at Huo Yunting, who was fully prepared, Xie Qing couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you planning to be my assistant for the day?"

Huo Yunting nodded. "Mm."

Xie Qing took out a mask, put it on the other person, and then put on a mask herself.

"Alright, let's go, my little assistant."

His beautiful fox-like eyes were now curved as he reached out and hooked the other person's little finger.

Huo Yunting grabbed Xie Qing's hand and intertwined their fingers. "Let's go."

*

Upon arriving at the film set, Xie Qing changed into his costume, and it wasn't long before it was his turn.

Huo Yunting stood quietly to the side, his gaze fixed on Xie Qing the entire time.

"Mr. Huo, please sit over there for a while."

Jiangnan Nan was afraid of not being able to properly entertain this great Buddha, so he stepped forward and said.

"No need, I'm here as a family member, don't worry about me."

Huo Yunting didn't even blink when he said this.

Jiangnan Nan: Why do I feel like there's a hint of pride in his words?

It's an illusion, it must be...an illusion.

"Then, Mr. Huo, I'll get back to work now."

Jiang Nan wasn't sure if the other person had heard her, but she left as soon as she finished speaking.

When Xie Qing came down, Huo Yunting poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Xie Qing to warm his hands.

Then, he picked up the thick military overcoat and draped it steadily over Xie Qing's shoulders.

"Are you ok?"

Huo Yunting's eyes were full of worry as he stared intently at Xie Qing.

Xie Qing held the hot water in her hands, drank a few sips, and felt as if she had come back to life.

He gave Huo Yunting a reassuring smile, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, "Don't worry, it's alright."

Huo Yunting frowned slightly, then reached out and gently touched Xie Qing's face.

Upon touching him, a chilling sensation immediately spread rapidly from his fingertips.

"Gently, your face is very cold."

Xie Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile curving her lips, with a hint of coquettishness, "Then warm it up for me!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yunting placed his hands on Xie Qing's face without hesitation, carefully, as if touching the most precious treasure in the world.

His warm palm gradually dispelled the chill on Xie Qing's face.

Xie Qing was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you using your hands? I was talking about a hot water bottle."

Huo Yunting then remembered that there was such a thing as a hot water bottle.

The next second, Huo Yunting became self-righteous again, "The battery is dead."

Just then, someone came along and saw Huo Yunting next to Xie Qing, but didn't dare to go over at all.

From a distance of four or five meters, he shouted, "Hey Xie Qing, your hot water bottle is fully charged, but the plug wasn't enough, so I unplugged it and put it on that table over there."

Xie nodded slightly and gave him an OK sign.

Then, attention returned to Huo Yunting.

He deliberately dragged out his words, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

"Oh, so the power was out~"