C83 A Good Dog Is Not in the Way

"Dong Dong …" Knocking sounds came from outside the door, followed by Huo Cheng's thumping voice, "Wife, how are you? Is there something wrong with you after all this time? "

An Zhimo pulled down her short sleeves and walked to the door. "I'm fine."

She gently opened the door and saw that Huo Cheng was still wrapped in a towel, his hands on the doorframe as he lowered his head to look at An Zhimo with burning eyes.

Did people say that their women were the sexiest when they wore their clothes, especially after taking a bath?

Her wide, short sleeves were stained with water, and her legs were long and thin, giving off an alluring glow in the dim light.

Huo Cheng could only feel a fire burning in his throat. The only thing he wanted to do was push her onto the bed, tear off all her clothes, and fiercely press her down …

An Zhimo could not stand it any longer. The man's burning gaze and hair stood on end as he pushed Huo Cheng deeply away. "Good dogs don't block the way. I'm going to rest."

He ran to the double bed in the middle of the room.

Huo Cheng raised his head only to see An Zhimo lift her leg and go to bed. Her clothes were a little short, and when she bent down, it just so happened to reveal her perky butt, which was wrapped in light-colored underpants.

Huo Cheng's throat moved as he forcefully prepared himself to go to the bathroom.

An Zhimo lay on her bed with her eyes closed, unable to calm down for a long time. His ears were focused solely on the bathroom beside him.

Upon hearing the door being opened, An Zhimu's body began to tremble, and her eyes, which had been tightly shut, also started to tremble.

With the bed beside her sinking down, An Zhimo turned and faced Huo Cheng, her back facing him.

Huo Cheng didn't say anything as he observed her actions. He turned off the light and laid beside her, breathing in the faint fragrance of An Zhimo's body.

Ten minutes later, Huo Cheng Chen couldn't help but ask, "Wife, you're asleep?"

An Zhimo closed her eyes and did not speak. Her body, however, was also tense and stiff because of Huo Cheng's strength.

"He fell asleep so quickly? "What a lazy pig." Huo Cheng muttered to himself in a low voice as he turned around and held An Zhimo in his arms.

Placing both of her hands tightly against her abdomen, An Zhimo immediately slapped his arm away, "What are you doing …"

Huo Cheng took the man into his arms again, and then placed him on himself. The two of them pointed their noses at each other and said in a low, hoarse voice, "What do you think I'm doing? I just want to hug my wife and sleep."

This was the first time since he had made up his mind that the two of them were lying on the bed in harmony. She was lying in her own room, still his wife. In such an ambiguous atmosphere, if she didn't do something, she would feel sorry for herself.

An Zhimo twisted her body, attempting to distance herself from him. "I feel very uncomfortable with you acting like this."

Beneath the thin blanket, the man was wearing only a pair of underpants, while she was only wearing half a man's sleeves. The thin fabric was completely useless.

Huo Cheng let out a cold snort. He lifted his leg and tied the person onto his body. He said proudly and domineeringly, "From now on, you have to endure the pain."

She couldn't even remember how she had fallen asleep in the end.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already the morning of the second day.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the handsome face before him. She was still lying on top of him.

One of Huo Cheng's hand was clasped around her waist while the other hand was tightly holding her thigh. His eyes were closed and his breathing was even, making it hard to tell if he climbed on top of her or if he reported himself.

She then took off her left hand from his waist and lifted her body to remove all of the weight from the man's body. Looking at his eyes, which were still tightly shut, she could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to pull away, the man suddenly pulled her back.

His arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist, burying under her shoulder, his voice was still hoarse from waking up, "What? You want to run after using me? "

The corner of An Zhimo's mouth twitched slightly.

"Last night, you were afraid of the cold, so you just kept on drilling into me. "I've endured for an entire night …"

An Zhi was slightly taken aback. This damn hooligan …

"Did you feel it?" Huo Cheng hugged the person in his arms tightly. As he smelled her fragrance, he felt that he was on the verge of collapsing.

He had to go to the bathroom and release himself last night when he saw how shy she was when she was wearing her own clothes. Suppressing all his desires, he hugged her in his arms and slept through the night. When he woke up in the morning, he couldn't help but hug her as she curled up into a ball and fell asleep with her mouth slightly open.

When he noticed that she had woken up, he quickly closed his eyes.

A man's willpower was originally weak, let alone a man in the morning. Her faintly discernible touch caused him to be unable to control himself and react.

"You … "I want to get up …" An Zhimo cautiously asked while standing on top of him.

Huo Cheng pressed her hand down deeply, passing through his stomach muscles to descend all the way down …

As An Zhimo froze, she coaxed in her hoarse voice, "Be good, help your husband extinguish the fire first. We'll wake up together later …"

"..."

In the end, An Zhimo's face turned red as she trembled and was trapped in Huo Cheng's arms.

Huo Cheng had cleaned himself up completely. He wiped her hands little by little with a wet towel and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"I... "I want to get up …" An Zhimo resisted in a low voice.

Huo Cheng let go of his hands with a satisfied smile on his face. He became exceptionally gentle. "Alright."

An Zhimo jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

He turned on the tap and washed his hands again and again, until they were red and swollen. His palms were still burning, and a strong masculine scent still assaulted his senses.

An Zhimo's face turned red, and she once again placed her hand underwater.

After almost an hour had passed, An Zhimo finally emerged from the room with a flushed face. When she looked up and saw Huo Cheng's dazzling smile, her heart couldn't help but pound.

Upstairs, the Huo family members were up pretty much as well.

Huo Jianguo sat in his seat and looked at his grandson in front of him. He quickly asked, "What does Little Mo want to eat? Did grandpa ask someone to do it?"

An Xiaomo sat there adorned in a neat school uniform and a dark blue suit, staring at Huo Jianguo.

He was holding out a bowl of congee towards him. "Good boy Xiao Mo, how about grandpa feeding you congee?"

Eating porridge?

An Xiaomo's eyelids twitched. She tried her best to suppress her unwillingness and smiled obediently at Huo Jianguo. In the end, he placed the porridge in his hand in front of him and drank it obediently.

When Old Madam Huo went downstairs, she saw Huo Jianguo and An Xiaomei eating harmoniously together.

"Jianguo, you're awake?"

He had originally thought that Huo Jianguo would still try to deal with An Zhimo and Huo Cheng. However, he hadn't expected that Huo Jianguo had already fallen in front of his own grandson.

Huo Jianguo agreed before continuing to feed his precious grandson some porridge.

Looking at the cute and obedient appearance of this child, his heart softened to an outrageous extent.

Old Granny Huo looked at the two of them with a smile on her face.

The sound of footsteps came from upstairs. The shy and timid look that Old Madam Huo had on as she carried An Zhimo made her feel even happier.

It seemed that her wish to have a granddaughter would soon be fulfilled.