C73 Minor Abdominal Pain

Truth be told, even An Zhimo herself did not know how long she could hold on for. From her initial mutual dislike towards him to her growing accustomed to his occasional intimacy and proximity, she would not lie and say that she did not feel anything for him.

But her lower abdomen hurt now.

"Can you get up first? I feel terrible." An Zhimo begged in a low voice.

How could Huo Cheng possibly believe her words? He tore open her pajamas, his cheeks full of vigor. "Shut up!"

An Zhimo's face was flushed red. She pushed the man in front of her, but it was completely useless.

Huo Cheng's fingers had already untied the straps on her pajamas.

An Zhi shouted while trembling, "Don't move, I'm coming!"

Huo Cheng was stunned. His fingers were frozen on the spot as he raised his head to look at her eyes.

The pair of beautiful eyes were bloodshot, with a hint of madness and possessiveness.

An Zhimo nodded slightly, her eyes also wet. "Really. My lower abdomen hurts so much. I'm already here."

Huo Cheng also felt the wetness on his fingertips. He initially thought that she was moved by it, but now he was embarrassed to the point that he didn't know how to extend his hand. Resisting his irritation, he pulled his hand away from her, stood up and put one hand on her waist. He flipped it over and saw a small red bloodstain under her light pajamas.

"F * ck!" Huo Cheng couldn't help but curse as he walked towards the bathroom.

An Zhimo covered her eyes tightly in embarrassment. If she grew a needle in her eye, this man would not be able to put on his clothes first.

When Huo Cheng had cleaned his hands and exited the bathroom, he saw An Zhimo lying on the bed, trembling slightly.

He scratched his head helplessly, "Are you feeling bad?"

Upon hearing his voice, An Zhimo turned her head slightly, only to see that the man had already combed his hair backwards, revealing a full forehead. Water droplets of perspiration hung on his face, appearing extremely sexy.

Sigh, he looks just like Lil 'White.

"What?" Are you stupid? " Huo Cheng leaned over and placed his hand on her cheek.

"You go out first, I'll just lie down for a bit."

"Why?" Huo Cheng's tone was also terrible. After all, there was nothing more humiliating than stopping halfway!

An Zhimo was silent for a moment, before she finally said, "I want to change clothes."

Huo Cheng put on the pants beside her, walked to her bedside and leaned over, "Do you need my help?"

An Zhimo really wanted to reject him, but she still pointed at the wardrobe at the entrance, saying, "The second layer of the cabinet on the right."

He got up and went to the wardrobe and bent over her buns.

The muscles on her back were perfectly defined, her shoulders were broad and her waist was narrow. Her pants were hanging from her crotch, and her small, firm, and perky buttocks swayed in front of her eyes …

An Zhimo hurriedly turned her head, but when she thought of how the two of them had almost lost their gun on this bed, she couldn't help but feel as though a flame had burned her entire body.

"Here you go." Hoachen leaned forward and held out a sanitary napkin and a small strip of lace underwear.

His face was boiling as he snatched it from the young man's hands. Just as he was about to get up and run out of the bed …

The moment she stood up, she was carried by Huo Cheng by the waist. Seeing her struggle, he said, "Don't move, I'll carry you to the bathroom."

An Zhimo wanted to say something, but hesitated. "Yes."

Huo Cheng carried her directly to the bathroom with the bathroom. The moment he kicked the door open, he saw An Xiaomo sitting in the restaurant with bread in her mouth, staring at the two of them in surprise.

The child's sincere gaze made An Zhimo feel guilty. She hurriedly explained, "Little Mo, you didn't see it …"

Before she could finish, Huo Cheng had already pushed open the bathroom door and walked in.

An Xiaomei watched the two of them calmly, his head lowered as he focused on eating his breakfast.

When An Zhimo came out of the washroom, she saw the man who had been waiting for her at the door.

An Zhimo wanted to smash her head against the wall, but she already had the heart to do so. This man had been standing by the door the whole time.

"I'll carry you over." Huo Cheng didn't even get her approval as he carried her back to the bedroom.

After all, it was not as if she did not care about what the other party said.

She was placed on the bed and the man placed a hot water bottle on her belly and wrapped the quilt tightly around her.

"Wife. I'll send my son to school. Stay at home, I'll be back with you. "

An Zhimo nodded. Huo Cheng lowered his head and gave her a kiss, before quietly leaving the room.

Her life was finally quiet.

An Xiaomei sat obediently in the front passenger seat, looking at Huo Cheng and asked, "Daddy, Mommy, is she sick?"

Huo Cheng smiled slightly. "Your mother's period of irritation is approaching."

"Fine." An Xiaomo nodded.

The car slowly heard the sound of a kindergarten door.

Following the example of the parents, Xiao Mo was checking her schoolbag, tidying her collar, reminding her, "Don't be naughty, daddy will come to pick you up tonight, be good."

An Xiaomo accepted everything with a smile.

"An Xiaomo …" "An Xiaomo …" Little Fatty, who was sitting nearby, hurriedly ran over with his backpack in his arms.

"Little Fatty …" An Xiaomo took the initiative to greet the children.

"This is?" Little Fatty looked suspiciously at Huo Cheng.

"I'm Little Mo's father." Huo Cheng took the initiative to express his goodwill.

Little Fatty immediately giggled and shouted, "Hello, Uncle An."

Huo Cheng's face immediately darkened. "What?"

Little Fatty was also shocked by Huo Cheng's speed. What was going on? What did he do?

An Xiaomo looked at Little Fatty sympathetically, tugging at the corners of his shirt. "Dad, I'm going to class."

Little Fatso immediately rushed to the school, not caring about An Xiaomo behind him.

Huo Cheng narrowed his eyes as he looked at his son's departing back. His face was gloomy.

It seemed like he had to get Little Mo back to the Huo family. Not only did he have to change his surname, but he also had to change his name. How could the eldest grandson of the Huo family be called Xiao Mo?

"Uncle Huo!"

Huo Cheng was slightly taken aback by the soft and childish voice. He turned around and saw a pair of Zhang family Dragon-Phoenix Fathers running towards him.

There was a meek woman behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Su Ming looked at Huo Cheng and asked.

"Zhang Su Ming, have a good talk with your uncle." the woman whispered.

"Uncle Huo." Shen Mo Fan shouted at Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng touched her hair and felt his heart go soft. "Uncle is here to see you."

Zhang Su Ming immediately extended his hand, "You're here to see us empty-handed?"

Huo Cheng laughed out loud.

"Su Ming, you can't talk to your uncle like this." the woman whispered to her son.

"Sister-in-law." Huo Cheng smiled faintly and greeted him, "Why didn't you come with me today?"

Shen Kexin shook her head. "Tianze has left the country for the past two days, that's why I sent them on their way."

"Fine."

Ever since Zhang had gotten married, he had become a good husband for his dog, a wife and child in addition to his job. Previously, Huo Cheng didn't really understand it, but now that he had Xiao Mo, looking at Xiao Mo who seemed to be sensible, he felt that being a husband and a father was a good experience.

"Why are you here?" Su Kexin asked doubtfully.