C27 If You Have Something Don't Take It Son of a Bitch

"Crack." The bathroom door was opened. An Zhimo took a deep breath, picked up the document and walked over.

When he raised his head, he saw a man walking out with a towel wrapped around his bare upper body.

Water droplets ran down her dark hair to her collarbone, down her firm chest, and down her well-muscled stomach until they were lost in the towel.

An Zhimo's gaze immediately drifted to the side as she stammered, "You …" "Why aren't you wearing any clothes …"

Huo Cheng felt very wronged, "You've watched quite a lot of me doing this before."

An Zhimo chose to keep her mouth shut.

This was indeed the truth. When the two of them had been living together, Huo Cheng had often been like this in front of her. She wouldn't have felt too much about it, but now …

She turned around and reminded him, "Hurry up and put on your clothes."

Huo Cheng took a towel and wiped his hair, "I got them to bring the clothes over, but they haven't arrived yet."

She stood up straight. Is that interesting? After a while, Zheng Qingya would go to his underlings, and it would be fun for her to hide somewhere?

She no longer had the patience to play with him here.

She picked up her backpack and walked to the door, but someone grabbed her by the waist and viciously said, "Let go!"

Huo Cheng narrowed his eyes. He pulled the man into his arms and pressed him against the wall.

An Zhimo hurriedly pushed at him, but was so frightened that she loosened her grip on her fingers due to the burning sensation of her bare fruit. She shouted in panic, "Huo Cheng! What exactly do you want to do? "

Huo Cheng's thin lips curled up as he bent his head down and approached her cheeks. A hint of pink appeared on the woman's fair skin. The girl's eyes were tightly shut, her eyelashes were trembling, and she was panting nervously.

The faint aroma of the girl made him want to kiss her.

A numbing sensation spread from the tip of his tongue all the way to his entire body. An Zhimo was pressed against the wall by him, her breath filled with the cool scent of his body.

He raised his hand high above his head. His body lacked any strength, and his mind was blank.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell outside the door.

An Zhimo abruptly snapped out of her daze and struggled to avoid the man's gaze. However, Huo Cheng Shen didn't move. He continued to press down on top of her and ignored the doorbell.

"Director Huo! Director Huo! Are you still there? " Secretary Sun was knocking on the door.

"Ugh …" Cold sweat broke out all over An Zhimo's body. Just as she was about to kick the man, Huo Cheng released her hands, looked at her with an evil expression, then turned around and opened the door.

An Zhimo's heart shrunk as she hurriedly ran to the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and hid.

Huo Cheng shot her a glance before slowly opening the door.

Secretary Sun then stood outside the door respectfully, handed over a paper bag with both hands, "Director Huo, this is your thing."

"So fast?"

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows as he looked through the contents of the bag.

"Director Huo, Assistant Liu has returned home and ended his vacation early. He has already started working today."

"It ended so quickly?" Huo Cheng frowned slightly.

Secretary Sun nodded slowly.

As expected of a professional employee, he looked at the half-naked man as well as the blurry marks on his chest with a calm expression and said coldly, "Director Huo, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

Huo Cheng nodded his head and warned, "Close the door."

"Got it." When Secretary Sun turned around, he noticed the random high heels on the carpet.

Slightly frowning, somewhat familiar …

An Zhimo hid under the blanket and pretended to be dead. The man outside slapped her on the butt with two slaps. "Alright, he's gone."

An Zhimo immediately sat up, maintaining a safe distance from the man.

Seeing that Secretary Sun was nowhere to be seen, he quickly got up from the bed and went to get his backpack and shoes.

"She just left. Are you sure you want to leave now?"

An Zhimo turned and glared at him, saying viciously, "You …" "Scoundrel!"

The last time he was in the car was an accident, but what about this time?

"Brawler?" Huo Cheng's smile disappeared as he stared at her as he slowly walked over.

An Zhimo hurriedly retreated, but was still forced into a corner.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist again, and their bodies pressed together without a gap. Smelling the fragrance on her body, he wanted to merge her into his own blood and bones.

His low and hoarse voice came into his ears. "Don't you like these?"

Anger turned into anger from the embarrassment. She wanted to retort, but in the end, she did not.

Huo Cheng lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms. His face was red and swollen. He looked so angry that his heart went soft, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He smiled and picked her up before tossing her onto the bed.

There's a bastard who won't take advantage of me!

After attaching her wildly waving hands to the top of her head, before the kiss had even landed, An Zhimo's phone had already started ringing non-stop in the empty room.

As soon as An Zhenyi woke up, she tried her best to resist his imprisonment.

Huo Cheng had always been emotional, but now, his body was filled with evil flames as she constantly twisted and turned around. He narrowed his eyes and let go of her body with a sigh.

Anzhi Mo stood up frantically and took out her phone, walking towards the bathroom.

"What's wrong, Little Mo?"

"When are you coming back? We're going to make dinner."

"I'm already on my way back. Wait a moment." An Zhimo tried to calm her breathing.

"Alright …"

Holding a handful of cold water to moisten her slightly hot cheeks, only then did An Zhimo leave the bathroom.

Huo Cheng was sitting on the sofa, leisurely watching the news with his legs crossed.

An Zhimo picked up her backpack and said, "I'm going home. About the divorce agreement, you can just change it however you want. Just let me sign it when the time comes."

As she spoke, An Zhimo didn't even look at the man.

"Yes." Huo Cheng answered in a low voice, his voice was cold and emotionless.

"I'll be leaving first." The tight string in An Zhimo's heart was released.

Huo Cheng tilted his head and watched her frail back as she left. He then took out his phone and uploaded a number.

"Ding." When the elevator reached the first floor, An Zhimo walked out of the elevator in a daze, only to run into the woman in front of her.

"I'm sorry." Then, without raising his head, he turned around and left.

Zheng Qingya, who had been knocked over, almost slipped and was supported by Zheng Sihe who was beside her.

Zheng Qingya frowned as she watched the woman leave in a sorry state. She was indeed very familiar with her.

The originally forward step suddenly stopped as he turned around to look behind him.