C72 Thinking of Her

Seeing how he was slowly sitting up, the thin blanket slid from his firm chest all the way to his lower abdomen.

This shameless man was not wearing any clothes!

It was only then that she noticed the clothes at her feet, the pants, the dark underwear...

So he wasn't wearing anything at all? And she went to her bed without a bath!

"You went to bed without taking a bath or putting on any clothes!"

"I've already gone to bed. What should I wear?" Huo Cheng slightly raised his brows. "Alright, my wife. Hurry up and come up."

An Zhimo clenched her fists. "Huo Cheng!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Huo Cheng said persuasively, "I think you just received a call."

At this moment, Zheng Si Chen was sitting below their home with one hand on the steering wheel and the other tightly holding the phone. His face was gloomy as it blended with the darkness.

"Hello, how are you …"

The veins on the back of his hand bulged as he flung the phone out of the window.

The cellphone landed on the ground and with a "pa" sound, it was broken into two.

He did his best to restrain himself from rushing upstairs. However, all he could hear were the sounds of Huo Cheng's deep teasing of An Zhimo.

He didn't know why he was here, or even why he hadn't come to dinner.

Old Master Zheng told him that she and another man had given birth to An Xiaomo.

He had clearly told Old Master Zheng that the two of them were already married, but Old Master Zheng had firmly believed that An Zhimo was not deeply married to Huo Cheng. After all, the Huo family had never said that they had a daughter-in-law.

Although he did not know what had gone wrong, An Zhimo had clearly said that she was married to Huo Cheng, and he had also heard Huo Xinyang call her 'sister-in-law'.

If they were lying, then why was it so natural for An Zhimo to talk about Little Mo? Furthermore, Little Mo and Huo Cheng were really similar in appearance.

Too many questions and thoughts about her had brought him here.

Hearing the words on the phone made him very jealous. He admitted that he was crazy with jealousy. Even though he had already seen the two of them kiss and embrace, he still couldn't stand such an ambiguous scene.

That call should have been from Huo Cheng. What a childish and despicable man!

He hoped that the man would be able to go downstairs, but the light in his bedroom was turned off, and he did not see Huo Cheng leave.

He stepped on the throttle and rushed out.

"..."

The call was abruptly cut off. An Zhimo looked at the call log in her hands in puzzlement. Ten minutes?

"Who is this?" She looked at the man lying comfortably on the bed.

"I didn't know?" Huo Cheng said calmly.

"Don't know?" You didn't know about the call after ten minutes? " An Zhimo tilted her head as she asked.

"It's connected?" Huo Cheng was very surprised. "That should have been by accident. I didn't even notice that."

An Zhimo stared at Huo Cheng suspiciously for a long time. Finally, she put her phone to the side and ignored this matter.

"Alright, you're awake now. You can go down."

Huo Cheng slightly raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"

"Tsk, I still have to work tomorrow. Hurry up!" An Zhimo urged impatiently.

"Fine." Huo Cheng brainlessly stretched out his arm to pick up the horn, then he directly lifted it up …

Seeing Huo Cheng completely naked in front of her for a few seconds, An Zhimo's mind went blank. With a "Ah!", she screamed and hurriedly turned her back to Huo Cheng.

"Why are you … How to... Disgusting! "Scoundrel!"

"What's wrong with me?" The man, An Zhimo, sat up straight. She did not even bother to cover herself as she directly said loudly, "Wifey, how could this be my hooligan? You were the one who exposed it."

"In that case, I'm still the victim."

Upon hearing that he would instead question her, An Zhimo turned and walked away.

He couldn't get angry at such people!

Huo Cheng was also slightly stunned. "He left just like that?"

However, when she looked at him in surprise with her mouth slightly open, the blushing shyness on her face was enough to ignite a spark in his body.

An Zhi Mo directly went to An Xiaomo's room and laid down on the bed, turning her body left and right. No matter what, she could not fall asleep peacefully.

An Xiaomo muttered in dissatisfaction, "Mummy, Xiaomo is so tired, don't move."

An Zhimo immediately froze over there, not daring to move. After a long while, she whispered, "Little Mo, good boy, hurry up and go to sleep."

An Xiaomo, who was standing at the side, had already stopped moving.

An Zhimo shut her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down. However, the scene she had just witnessed continued to replay in her mind. Huo Cheng threw back his quilt with a generous gesture, and looked at her with an evil grin on his face.

He was so angry!

An Zhimo only felt as if something was plugging her out of her heart, causing her to feel uncomfortable everywhere. No matter how hard she tried, she could not fall asleep.

Just as he was about to turn around, he thought of An Xiaomo beside him, and forced himself to sleep.

Huo Cheng, who was dressed in the lower half of his bed, stood in front of his bedroom bed. When he saw Zheng's car, he smiled. "You're really infatuated with me."

He turned off all the lights in the room, then walked to the window and lit the cigarette in the corner of his mouth …

Ten minutes later, Zheng Si Chen gave up and left.

He walked to the second bedroom at the side and locked the door.

Recalling the shy blush on the woman's face, the corner of her mouth unconsciously curled up into a smile.

She had dreamt that every time she woke up from school late, she would not eat or eat breakfast because of the stomachache. The pain in the classroom was excruciating to the point that she was about to die, but Zheng Si Chen would know about it and would directly pick her up by the waist, her warm hands caressing her belly.

She, too, was lost in the man's tenderness, her body relaxed in his arms.

"Si Chen …" "Si Chen …" He kept shouting the name of the teenager behind him.

Opening her eyes in shock, An Zhimo saw Huo Cheng's deeply enlarged face before her.

He frowned and his expression became even more unsightly. He noticed that she was awake, and the strength in her hands was stronger.

When he woke up in the morning, he saw Little Mo getting out of bed to wash up. He then carried An Zhimo out of the room. He just wanted to kiss her and hug her! After all, Little Mo was still outside.

But this woman was shouting the name of that dead man in front of him! How could he forgive her!

He immediately flipped over and let her lie down on the bed, not caring if she was willing or not. After all, only by eating it down to her stomach would she feel at ease.

An Zhimo was also frightened by the man's vicious tone. She knew that if Huo Cheng was determined not to let her off, she wouldn't be his match at all.