C109 Accompanying Wife

Huo Cheng took a long look at An Zhimo, who was bathing nearby, and refused, "No, I still have to stay home with my wife!"

"Holy shit, is there any meaning to all of you acting this way?" Zhang Tianxiang began to protest, "All of you are preparing to accompany your wives at home right? In the past, when all of you were forming your groups, who was the one who ran in and out of your groups? "Now that we have women, we forget about brothers."

Huo Cheng didn't care about Zhang Tianxiang's voice, "So what?"

"F * ck!" Zhang Tianxiang said angrily, "Ah Sen never thought that you would be such a person. It was in vain that I treated you as my best friend. Not only did you abandon me, you even gave Xinyang to Zhang Tianhao!"

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Zhang Tianxiang revealed the greatest resentment in his heart.

Huo Cheng laughed. "No, Xinyang isn't a cloth doll, so why would I do whatever I wanted with her?"

"Could it be that you can't beat your brother, and now you're acting like a scoundrel here?"

"Damn!" If they roll in the sheets, how am I supposed to snatch them? " Zhang Tianxiang roared.

If it wasn't because that person was his own brother, would he have given up?

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows. He finally knew why his good friend was so conflicted and sad. Thinking of Zhang Tianhao during the day, he slightly pursed his lips. "But no matter what Xinyang said, they didn't have any relationship at all."

"Really?" Zhang Tianxiang hurriedly asked, "Did nothing really happen to them?"

"Yes." Huo Cheng said indifferently, "Xinyang said so himself."

"Du du …" The call was immediately cut off.

Huo Cheng looked at his phone and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Ha ha, for Zhang Tianhao to be so arrogant, he wanted to see which of the two brothers could take Xinyang away.

Turning his head to look at the bathroom, he saw the slender outline of An Zhimo under the dim light. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she went back to the bed and quietly sat down, waiting for An Zhimo to come out.

After An Zhimo had dried her body, she picked up the set of lace undergarments that Huo Cheng had passed to her. After struggling for a while, he still wore these two small pieces of cloth on his body. Luckily, Huo Cheng's short sleeves were long enough, or else, when he bent down, the radiance of spring inside would be seen through.

He scolded the man several times in his heart before he walked out hesitantly.

Originally, Huo Cheng had his head lowered as he looked at his phone. He hadn't noticed her presence at all. When she turned around again, she saw Huo Cheng looking at her with a profound look in his eyes.

"Come here." His voice was low and seductive.

An Zhimo nervously gripped the corner of her clothes and walked up to him. She was pulled into the man's embrace before she could even steady herself.

Huo Cheng tightly held An Zhimo's slender waist, pushed her messy hair behind her ears, and kissed her sensitive earlobes.

"Ugh …" Being teased by the burning tip of his tongue, An Zhimo's entire body was also boiling because of him.

The next moment, the two of them fell onto the huge bed beside them.

He pulled the sleeve up to his waist and threw it on the ground.

While still in a daze, An Zhimo heard Huo Cheng sigh deeply, "The temptation of being able to subdue others is truly great."

She had no idea when she had fainted. When she opened her eyes again, she felt a heavy weight pressing down on her.

Her breath was filled with the sharp fragrance of his body. Looking at his neatly dressed suit, she powerlessly asked, "What time is it?"

"It's eight-thirty. Stop it." His mouth lightly licked hers again. "Wife, how can you sleep so well?"

He had even brought his son to wash up and eat breakfast, but she was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

An Zhimo grunted, then said in a low voice, "It's still you. I was really tired last night …"

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this and smiled evilly. "So you're saying that blaming your husband is too amazing?"

An Zhimo, "…"

Looking at her cheeks and earlobes that were slowly reddening, he teased her and whispered in her ear, "Did that husband serve you comfortably last night? Do you like it? "

An Zhimo was instantly enraged. "Huo Cheng!"

She stood up and pushed away the man in front of her. She stared at him for a long time with a flushed face.

"You go out first, I'm going to take a bath!"

Huo Cheng was still shamelessly sitting where he was, looking at her and smiling, "When have I ever kissed you before? What are you being shy about?"

"Huo Cheng!"

As he looked at his wife's angry appearance, he could only turn around and give her face.

Anxious, An Zhimu picked up the half-sleeve on the floor and walked towards the bathroom.

Huo Cheng leaned his head against the side of the bed as he watched her back. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In the living room downstairs, An Xiaomo was having breakfast with her grandparents.

Not long after, an unexpected guest barged in. Zhang Tianxiang sat on the sofa, waiting for the person he was about to meet.

Old Madam Huo was a shrewd person who could tell that he was looking for Huo Xinyang with a single glance.

He quickly reminded, "Tianxiang, you don't have to wait for Xinyang here. She doesn't go to work and only gets up at noon every day. Come back in the afternoon. "

Zhang Tianxiang hurriedly smiled and said, "It's fine. I'm bored anyway so I'll just wait here."

Old Mrs. Huo quickly asked, "Have you eaten? Why don't you join us for breakfast? "

Zhang Tianxiang quickly refused, "No need, no need. I'll just wait here. You can go and eat first."

He had already done all that he could to find Huo Xinyang today. Naturally, he would be full of wine and food and would be ready to fight in the long run.

Last night, he rushed home to question his second brother. He did not expect the other party to admit that nothing had happened between the two of them.

Zhang Tianxiang was so excited that he didn't sleep well the whole night. He came back early and prepared to deny the relationship between her and his second brother from Huo Xinyang's mouth.

Not long later, they saw Huo Cheng carrying An Zhimo down the stairs.

Huo Cheng looked at Zhang Tianxiang, who was sitting in the living room, and his face turned extremely dark. The Zhang brothers were treating this place as their own home.

Zhang Tianxiang was very grateful to Huo Cheng for telling him this. With a bright smile, he asked, "Ah Shen, Zhi Mo, are you two awake?"

An Zhimo smiled at her, her face slightly flushed.

The man next to her said coldly, "Do you know the rules? Call her sister-in-law."

Zhang Tianxiang frowned as he looked at An Zhimo who was beside him. She was dressed in a sweater and jeans, and even had a bun wrapped around her head. No matter how he looked at it, she was just a little girl and he had to call her "sister-in-law" who was two or three years younger than him.

Huo Cheng looked at his frown and slowly said, "It seems like you don't want to be my brother-in-law. You can't even call him sister-in-law."

Zhang Tianxiang was slightly startled as he hurriedly shouted, "Good morning, Sister-in-law!"

Old Mrs. Huo, who was standing beside him, could not stop laughing. "Oh, Tian Xiang's changes have gone smoothly."

"Aiya." Zhang Tianxiang immediately changed into a dog-legged manner, "Grandma Huo, Huo Cheng was originally older than me. It wouldn't be a loss to call her sister-in-law."

After breakfast, An Zhimo was brought back to the Fragrant Pavilion Garden by Huo Cheng.

Zhang Tianxiang was still sitting on the sofa, quietly waiting for Huo Xinyang to come down. He waited until around ten o'clock, but there was no news from the other party.

He watched as the Huo Family members left the house and returned to their rooms. Then, he slowly walked up the stairs.

He walked along the corridor of the empty room and stood in front of Huo Xinyang's room.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally opened the door and walked into Huo Xinyang's bedroom.