C138 Lovelorn

In the bedroom on the third floor.

An Zhimo powerlessly laid on Huo Cheng's chest.

The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he became. He directly left a bite mark on his hard chest. He had deliberately taken her upstairs in front of the whole family just to do that.

However, Huo Cheng laughed out loud. He then lifted the person in his embrace and looked at him, his voice carrying a sense of satisfaction and satisfaction. "Wife, did husband feed you yet? You actually want to bite me? Is husband not good at serving? "

An Zhimo did not utter a single word. After all, she could not even be compared to this damn hooligan's mouth.

Huo Cheng watched her face turn completely red as she obediently lied on top of him, smiling from between her brows. He only felt that such a treasure would be in his arms for the rest of his life. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Just as he was about to bring An Zhimu back into a dazed state of mind, Mo Wuji suddenly heard a voice from behind him. Just as he was about to do so, a knocking sound came from the door.

"Ah Shen …"

Wang Hui's voice came from outside the door, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere between the two. An Zhimo lay frozen on Huo Cheng's body, not moving at all.

Huo Cheng was very calm. "What happened?"

"It's almost ten o'clock, are you guys still leaving? "If you don't leave, I'll take Little Mo and take a shower."

In fact, Wang Hui did not want to go looking for the two of them at all, but it was going to be nighttime soon. She had to come up for her grandson as well. After all, he couldn't just let An Xiaomo ask the question herself.

Huo Cheng deliberately teased An Zhimo who was in his arms, "Wifey, Mum's asking questions. Are we still going home?"

An Zhimo didn't want to make a sound as she silently said, "It's you!"

"So it's like that." Huo Cheng chuckled softly, then yelled towards the door, "Mom, Zhimo said she's too tired and doesn't want to go back …"

An Zhi Mo directly bit into his shoulder, her hand still holding onto his waist.

Let him talk nonsense! They were afraid that the whole family wouldn't know what they were doing in the room!

Wang Hui, who was standing outside the room, forcefully suppressed his anger and immediately blushed.

He really didn't know if Huo Cheng was the one who was born.

An Xiaomei ran upstairs and asked Wang Hui, who was standing in front of his parents' door, "Grandma, what are Mom and Dad doing?"

"I'm fine, grandma asked your mommy just now, you guys aren't going back tonight, grandma will take you to shower." Wang Hui smiled and said, "Come on, Grandma Gang, can we go downstairs now?"

"Fine." An Xiaomo followed behind obediently.

The family went back to their respective rooms. Huo Xinyang also went back to his room from the outside.

As he was walking up the stairs, he saw Aunt Wang holding a mobile phone and running towards him.

"Miss, here's your number."

Huo Xinyang took the phone, only to find that it was an unfamiliar number. He directly chose to hang up.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang."

Who would have thought that the other party would immediately call back. Huo Xinyang immediately hung up.

The other person once again called out relentlessly. Huo Xinyang also wanted to know who was so annoying.

"Hello? "Who is it!?" Huo Xinyang answered the phone snappily.

A low voice came from the other side. "It's me."

"It's you?" Who are you? " Huo Xinyang frowned.

There was suddenly no sound coming from the other side of the phone. Huo Xinyang looked at the phone in his hand and was about to hang up when the other side spoke again.

"I am Tian Xiang."

"Oh." Huo Xinyang suddenly became uneasy. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that I'm going abroad." Zhang Tianxiang said.

"Then be careful on your way. Be careful." Huo Xinyang grabbed his pajamas and prepared to take a bath.

Zhang Tianxiang hung up the phone and gulped down the wine in front of him.

Yuan Haoran walked into the room and was slightly surprised, "Why are you the only one here?"

Zhang Tianxiang didn't speak and continued to drink his wine.

Yuan Haoran raised his eyebrows, "Did you lose your love?"

Zhang Tianxiang stood up and pointed at Yuan Haoran as he shouted, "Who the hell said that?"

He then threw all the wine cups in front of him onto the ground.

A crackling sound immediately came from inside the room. Yuan Haoran immediately dodged to the side agilely.

Looking at the flustered and exasperated Zhang Tianxiang, he couldn't help but sigh at the fact that he had lost his love and hurt others.

"..."

Only after An Zhimo had finished showering and laid down on the bed did she realize that her phone was still downstairs.

He pushed the man beside him, "My cell phone is downstairs."

Huo Cheng closed his eyes and pressed the person against his body. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Let's go back tomorrow."

"I want it now."

"Call Aunt Wang and have her send it up."

There was no need for An Zhimo to ask others to help her get it. She directly pushed him away, wanting to sit up and say, "I'll go get it myself."

He reached out to grab the clothes under the bed, but Huo Cheng, who was behind him, caught it in his arms.

"Where to?" Huo Cheng forced the man to turn around and bury his face in her hair.

"I'm going to get my phone." An Zhimo glared at the man beneath her.

Huo Cheng could only helplessly say, "Alright, I won't even let you make a phone call."

An Zhimo frowned. "Let go of me. I'll go get it."

Huo Cheng finally let go of her hands, turned around, and put her on the bed. He placed both hands on top of her, kissed her twice in a push-ups manner, and then got off the bed.

"Husband will serve you." Huo Cheng wrapped the bathrobe around his body and left the room.

In the living room under the bed.

Huo Xinfei looked at her husband who was staring blankly out of the window and asked, "Zeyang …"

Feng Zeyang turned around, "What's wrong?"

"We should go back and rest." Huo Xinfei reminded.

"Yes."

Huo Xinfei looked at her husband's dazed expression and asked, "What were you thinking about just now?"

"Nothing." However, Feng Zeyang laughed, "Go back first, I'll call you then."

Huo Xinfei said helplessly, "Fine."

When Huo Cheng walked into the corridor, he found that everyone was already asleep.

He slowly walked down the stairs, only to discover that the lights were still on in the hall on the first floor. He frowned slightly and saw that Feng Zeyang was making a phone call.

"Alright, that's it for now. If there's anything else, we'll call again." Feng Zeyang hung up and saw Huo Cheng standing on the stairs.

Feng Zeyang said, "Ah Sen, did I disturb you?"

"No, my wife's phone is downstairs. I came to help her find it."

"I see." Feng Zeyang was very nervous.

Huo Cheng walked to the sofa and bent down to check if there was An Zhimo's phone on the sofa.

The bathrobe was originally loosely tied to his body, and as he slowly descended, some ambiguous traces were revealed.

It was the tooth mark that An Zhimo had left on his shoulder on his chest earlier.

Feng Zeyang happened to see this scene as his gaze slowly landed on his face.

He once remembered that the first time they met was 12 years ago. He was still a child and even though he had only met Huo Cheng once, Huo Cheng had left a deep impression on him. He was optimistic, sunny and handsome. It was obvious that he was from an illustrious family.

And what did Huo Xinfei say at that time.