The happy life of crossing

Chapter 21

Xia An'an almost didn't even think about it, she immediately turned around, bit her lower lip tightly, and cursed herself for being so shameless just now.

"Can't sleep?" His deep magnetic voice sounded behind him.

Xia An'an's muscles tensed up, and it took him a while to find his own voice, "Yeah."

"Do you want to accept the bed?"

"No... no."

She didn't hear his answer for a long time, but her whole body muscles became tighter and tighter.

"I'll lend you my arm for a pillow, do you need it?"

"!!"

For a moment, Xia An'an felt like crying and laughing, this was the most touching love story she had ever heard in her life.

They are husband and wife, since he has already taken the initiative, why should she be coy?
She turned around hastily, looked at him with big eyes and nodded sincerely, "Need." She was really moved to tears.

Huo Mingxuan put his arm under her neck, hooked it with his powerful hand, and the next moment Xia An'an fell into his arms.

A warm breath and a faint fragrance instantly enveloped her nose, and the thick male hormones enveloped her like this. For a moment, Xia Anan felt that she was about to suffocate.

He hooked her neck with one hand, while the other circled around and put his arms around her back. He held her tightly and wrapped her whole body in his arms.

His arms are firm and strong, and his breath smells so good.

This is her husband. In the past five years, he has always indulged her in the face of her decadence. No matter how hateful she is, he has always been her husband. Even though the workload is piled up like a mountain, he has been silently raising her. Husband who raised their kids.

She timidly stretched her arms around his broad back, and buried her small face in his chest. For a moment, she hoped that time would stop at this moment, and that they would hug him like this until the end of time .

She couldn't see his expression, and she didn't know that the moment he hugged her, his muscles were unbearably tense because of restraint, and the veins on his forehead were protruding out one by one, God knows, even if it was like this He was also careful in hugging him. He was afraid that any more strength would hurt her. He had always been afraid of hurting her again.

But no matter how he restrained himself, it was unavoidable that the sudden warmth made him tremble with excitement.

Xia An'an quickly sensed his abnormality, and she asked worriedly: "Mingxuan, what's wrong with you."

"fine."

She felt his voice was a little hoarse, and was about to look up, but he pressed her head into his arms before she raised her head.

Xia An'an didn't know what happened to him, since he didn't want her to watch it, she didn't watch it, and just nestled in his arms obediently and didn't make a sound.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly heard him say, "Did you get angry just now?" Her voice had returned to normal.

"Ok?"

"I just chatted casually with Lian Jin."

"Forehead."

"Don't be angry because of these, it's just a waste of time, you know?"

Xia An'an grinned and nodded sullenly, "Oh, good."

"Go to sleep." He said again after a long time.

Xia Anan nodded, and rubbed against his embrace. His embrace was very comfortable and gave her a strong sense of security, as if as long as she lay in it, she would not be afraid even if the sky fell apart.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep.

But Huo Mingxuan was sleepless all night.

He breathed in her breath almost greedily, really afraid that all this was his hallucination.

Now he finally knew where his son's habit of kicking people while sleeping came from. He had been kicked several times by her, but he hugged her tighter and tighter as if he didn't feel it.

She wrestled in his arms a little uneasy, and he relaxed a little more. He didn't know what he dreamed of, and she spoke in a daze that he couldn't understand.

He stretched out his hand to touch her cheek, but he struggled for a long time for such a simple movement before carefully covering her face with his palm.

She moved, and he hurriedly took his hand away, but he didn't expect that she would find his palm and rub her face against it.

Her skin was smooth and delicate, and it was warmly attached to his palm.

He rubbed her thumb gently on her lips, and a rare smile appeared on his face, "Sure enough, my persistence is right, Ann, tell me, everything now is not mine Illusion, I am finally keeping the clouds open to see the moon, right?"

The person in her arms was already sound asleep, and she didn't answer her, but she didn't expect that she would suddenly reach out her little hand to rub his head, and she didn't stop her restless hand until she touched his ear, and then it softened. His fingers gently rubbed and rubbed at his earlobe.

He smiled helplessly, and there was a strong pampering in his tone, "It turns out that my son's habit of rubbing people's ears while sleeping is also following you."

(End of this chapter)