C63 Huo Cheng Are You Sick

At that time, he had not thought about it too much, but now he understood most of it.

Huo Cheng definitely knew about An Zhenyi and the Zheng Family, and might even know about the relationship between her and Zheng Sichen.

Right now, it was no longer possible for Zheng Shichen and Huo Xinyang to be together. The possibility of the relationship between Huo Cheng and An Zhimo wasn't small at all. If that's the case, why not …

Old Man Zheng's originally tightly knitted brows were slowly loosened. After a moment of thought, he turned to Zhang Yu and asked, "Zhang Yu, are you still in contact with An Zhimo?"

"Hmm?" Zhang Yu looked at Old Man Zheng in puzzlement, then looked at her husband beside her, "Actually, ever since Mo Mo found out about the truth about the hotel, she never contacted me again. "Every time, I would always take the initiative to contact her …"

"I know." Old Master Zheng opened his mouth and said, "When An Zhimo comes back from Xicheng, go and call her over to our house." And let her bring the baby, too. "

Zhang Yu was very surprised at the old tutor's change.

"Daddy?" Zheng Shihe also asked, puzzled, "We've also looked for her before, but she's never been here."

"In the past, you all wanted to introduce her to a forty to fifty year old old old man. How could she be willing to come?" Old Man Zheng said angrily.

Zhang Yu and her husband looked at each other for a moment before cautiously asking, "Then father, what do you mean?"

"This time, I'm going to make An Zhimo return to our Zheng Family."

"What?" Zhang Yu and Zheng Shihe were completely shocked.

"..."

After changing clothes and preparing to go out and wash up, An Zhenyi pushed open the door and saw the pair of them sitting down and resting under a large tree in harmony.

"Mommy, you're finally out." When An Xiaomo saw An Zhimo, she immediately walked up to her and grabbed her by the thigh.

An Zhimo ruffled his little hair and instantly felt that between Huo Cheng and herself, An Xiaomo was naturally more concerned about her.

"Mommy, Daddy is so awesome! He can clear games by himself!" An Xiaomo hastened to say.

An Xiaomo held An Zhimo's thigh and explained to Mommy how powerful Huo Cheng was.

An Zhimo looked at her originally aloof and handsome son. How had he turned into a silly son who didn't know anything at all?

"Alright, I'll go wash up." An Zhimo pushed the boy in front of her away and walked towards the bathroom.

An Zhimo was extremely jealous as she brushed her teeth with toothpaste. Previously, An Xiaomo had said that she was the best with him, but now, she had gone over to Huo Cheng's place.

Of course, what she was more concerned about was waiting for her to come out before the two of them packed their luggage together.

Huo Cheng raised his head and looked at her, "Alright, since you're already up, let's pack our luggage. Our plane for the afternoon."

An Zhi rolled her eyes at him, then directly went to grab the breakfast on the table. "Pack it up yourself."

An Xiaomo sat at the side, nervously watching An Zhimo's every move.

Huo Cheng took a deep look at An Zhimo's cold attitude, and the smile on his face faded. "What?" Do you need my help with your luggage? "

An Zhimo rolled her eyes at Huo Cheng in disdain. "I don't need to trouble you with my luggage. What I mean is, you can leave after packing your luggage. I'll stay here with Little Mo."

Huo Cheng looked at her in deep displeasure, and after a long while, he asked in a cold voice, "Did you ask Little Mo about this?"

"Otherwise? I will be as tyrannical as you are? " An Zhimo snorted coldly.

With that, she looked at Xiao Mo with a face full of smiles, "Xiao Mo, mom is asking you, would you like to stay here like Mommy?"

An Xiaomo glanced at An Zhimo, then turned to look at Huo Cheng. After pondering for a moment, she finally nodded. "Yes."

The corners of An Zhimo's lips curled up in delight as she looked complacently at Huo Cheng. "Did you hear what my son said?"

Huo Cheng sneered deeply. Having lived with him for such a long time, An Zhimo understood his temperament very well. She immediately moved away, saying, "Thank you for saving me." But we really can't afford to keep you as a Buddha in this shack, so we won't keep you. Xiao Mo, let's go send Uncle Huo off later. "

An Xiaomo looked doubtfully at her.

"An Xiaomo?" An Zhimo sternly said.

Just as An Xiaomo was about to speak up, she saw Huo Cheng directly stand up and pick up An Zhi Mo.

"Let me go! Get lost! " An Zhimo pushed and shoved the man in front of her, not caring about the injuries on his arm.

However, Huo Cheng was really angry. He threw her into the room and slammed her against the wall.

A sharp pain came from An Zhimu's back as her facial features tightly knitted together.

An Xiaomo, who was calmly playing with her cellphone in the living room, also barged in, "Mommy."

Seeing An Xiaomo enter, An Zhimo pushed Huo Cheng even more forcefully. "Let go!" "You scoundrel bastard!"

Huo Cheng held her down as he used his arms to hold this crazy woman captive. He had seen fierce people before, but he had never seen someone so valiant. Seeing An Zhimo fight with him over her uncombed hair had given him a new understanding of women.

He directly kissed her mouth, which was constantly shouting, "Hiss …" He couldn't help but take a cold breath.

She was really willing to bite it.

His mouth was already filled with the taste of blood, while An Zhimu was also drenched in sweat. She was prepared to continue scolding him as soon as he left.

Didn't he see that Little Mo was still watching the show?

An Xiaomo originally wanted to interfere, but it seemed like she didn't need his help at all.

However, he was still very cooperative with his father.

The strength was so great that one hand was able to grab Mommy's hands and pin them to the top of her head. Her long legs were pressed against her legs, preventing her from moving.

The two of them, who had been fighting, were now hugging each other and kissing.

He quickly covered his eyes. The adult world was really hard to understand.

Only when An Zhimo was knocked unconscious onto the bed did she regain her senses. She anxiously looked at the man before her, while An Xiaomo, who had originally been in her room, had already left without her knowing when, even helping them close the door to their room.

She looked in panic at the man standing by the bed, unbuttoning his coat. "Hoacheng, you're sick!"

Huo Cheng took off his jacket, threw it on the sofa beside him and untied his tie.

An Zhimo's original anger had also gradually turned into embarrassment and unease.

She rolled over and tried to get out of bed.

However …

Huo Cheng pressed a hand on her shoulder, causing An Zhimo to fall to the ground.

"Where are you running to? Just stay here! "

An Zhimo ignored the rogue behind her. In the daytime, Little Mo was still outside, but this man was really …

Huo Cheng casually undid one or two buttons on his shirt and looked down at An Zhimo on the bed from above. His little face was flushed red as he bit his lower lip and protected his chest, looking like a chaste and fierce woman …

The anger from before vanished like smoke in thin air. He curled the corner of his lips and took out his phone from his pocket as he looked at her bashful expression.

"An Zhimo, when you're done, let's talk about going back to Hong Kong."

An Zhimo stared at the man's phone in silence for a moment before accepting it.

Turning on the screen, An Zhimo said unhappily, "So what does my failure to go back have to do with Little Mo's picture?"