C96 Cold War

She didn't sleep well that night, and in the end, Xiao Xi didn't make any sound either.

When he got up in the morning to send Little Mo to school, the mother and son pair had panda dark circles under their eyes.

"Is Little Mo worried about Auntie Xi as well?" An Zhimo rubbed her son's soft hair.

"Mommy, don't worry too much. Auntie will be fine." An Xiaomo consoled An Zhimo obediently.

"It's okay, Mommy knows."

She watched her son walk into the school before sending him off.

Entering the school, An Xiaomo brought along the garden at the back of the field as per their agreement.

Just as he walked into the garden, he saw a fair and tender milk doll waiting for him on the garden chair.

An Xiaomo pretended to be cold as she handed the gift over.

"What is this?" Shen Mo Fan received the gift and began opening the package.

"Hmm? Little Mo, why did you give me a present? " Shen Mo Fan asked softly.

Mommy had said not to take anyone's things easily, let alone a cell phone.

An Xiaomo asked coldly, "You don't like green flowers?"

"Eh. "I like it." Shen Mo Fan's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Can't I give it to you?" An Xiaomo asked.

As for the five-year-old Shen Mo Fan, he was completely unable to understand this. He was still conflicted as he said, "Little Mo, but my Mommy said that I can't ask for someone else's …"

"There's my number." An Xiaomo directly interrupted her refusal, "In the future, you can give me a call if you don't know anything."

Then the gift he gave me was to let me learn?

Shen Mo Fan was very touched, even though her academic performance was also very good.

"Thank you, Little Mo."

In the end, An Xiaomei still reminded him, "When you take your phone home, you must not be found by your brother or your parents, otherwise they will definitely take it away."

"Mm, I'll remember it."

An Xiaomo took the initiative to hold Shen Mo Fan's hand, "Then let's go back to class."

"..."

In the evening, when An Zhimo went to fetch An Xiaomo, she met Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng waved towards An Zhimo, who was driving over.

"Why are you here?" An Zhimo opened the car door only to discover that Little Mo was not inside.

"They're not out of school yet?"

"I already had Wang Fan drive him back." Huo Cheng frowned slightly.

An Zhimo looked curiously at the man in front of her. "Then why are you staying here?"

"Naturally, it's to wait for you." Huo Cheng chuckled, "Get in the car."

An Zhimo sat in the front passenger seat, while Huo Cheng bent over and buckled up on his seat belt.

An Zhimo froze in place, but Huo Cheng seemed to be teasing her as he maintained his position, not moving at all.

Reaching out, he touched An Zhimo's ice-cold palm and wrapped it with his own big hand.

"Is it that cold?" "Then who knows how much they should wear."

An Zhimo felt that this action of hers was extremely ambiguous, and hurriedly tried to retract her hand. "If it's not cold, it's just caused by the cold wind."

"Next time, wear more."

An Zhimo curled her lips. "She's dressed like a bear. Do you think she'll look good?"

"Not really." Huo Cheng seemed to be reflecting on something as he let out a mischievous laugh, "Actually, you look the best without any clothes on."

"Rogue!" Dirty! "

However, An Zhimu was secretly looking down on him in her heart!

"Alright, your husband will help you warm your hands." With one hand holding her hands, Huo Cheng pulled his shirt out of his pants and undid the buttons on the bottom.

"What are you going to do?" An Zhimo was slightly surprised.

"Husband will help you warm your hands." The corners of Huo Cheng's mouth curled up slightly in a teasing manner.

"Stop messing around, I'm really not cold anymore." An Zhimo stared at Huo Cheng with a flushed face. "Let's hurry up and go home."

"I'll take you somewhere."

Regardless of whether or not An Zhimo agreed, she stepped on the throttle of the car.

Looking at the unfamiliar road conditions, An Zhimo asked, "Just where are you going?"

"Secret." Huo Cheng smiled sinisterly.

When the car slowly drove into the Fragrant Pavilion Garden, only then did An Zhimo react. She stiffly turned her head and asked, "You brought Little Mo here as well?"

Huo Cheng nodded.

He then unfastened their safety belts, and just as An Zhimo was about to get out of the car, he placed the person on his lap with his arm across his waist.

"Huo Cheng …"

Huo Cheng sealed An Zhimo's lips before she could finish her words.

"Is your relative gone?"

An Zhimo's face turned completely red, her eyes tightly shut as she remained silent.

An Zhimo followed behind Huo Cheng and entered the room. Before the HIA even opened the door, a man had already lifted her up by the waist.

An Zhimo shrieked in fright, and her backpack fell to the ground.

She quickly hugged the man's neck to stabilize his body. When she looked up, she saw that Huo Cheng's dark handsome face looked even more attractive under the dim yellow light.

As for Huo Cheng, his deep and clear eyes were staring at her with a burning gaze. The exposure caused her to blush. There was no more sound.

She stared at him blankly, unable to bear his gaze as she turned her head stiffly.

Just as she wanted to tell him to put her down, she heard the man's ambiguous and hoarse voice, "Here? Or to bed? "

These words of his had greatly challenged An Zhimo's mental state.

His mind went blank. He might as well close his eyes and feign death.

Huo Cheng was overjoyed that she didn't refuse him.

His footsteps became more hurried as he rushed into the master bedroom, carrying An Zhimo in his arms as he kicked the door open.

With a "pa" sound, he slammed the door shut. He lowered his head to kiss her lips, carrying with him a deep sense of possession and aggression.

An Zhimo had no choice but to lean backwards, avoiding his madness.

In the next second, the sky and earth spun as An Zhimo lay on the bed.

An Zhimo kept her eyes tightly shut from start to finish. She did not resist nor did she struggle.

She knew that since the day Huo Cheng had brought her back from Xuncheng, she had known that this day would happen sooner or later.

Huo Cheng could also feel An Zhimo's nervousness. He kissed the woman's full lips one after another, comforting her softly, "Wife, don't be afraid …"

Huo Cheng was no longer as domineering as he was before. He patiently and gently kissed every sensitive spot on her body.

Her small face was flushed, and her bright eyes were covered in a layer of water vapor. It could even evoke the throbbing in Huo Cheng's heart.

An Zhimo looked at him and whispered, "From start to finish, you're the only man I've ever had."

She wasn't a woman who would casually treat relationships. She didn't think that Huo Cheng would live a pure and lonely life after meeting her, but she still wanted to tell him that she was being serious this time around.

Huo Cheng's heart softened, and he hugged her tightly in his embrace.

The next second, An Zhimo heard his sexy and low voice resounding in her ears. "Me too."