The happy life of crossing

Chapter 42

After returning home, Xia An'an started to cook. Huo Mingxuan had nothing to do and said that he could help. Although Xia An'an didn't trust him very much, he didn't dissuade him anyway and asked him to help wash and chop vegetables.

During the cooking break, Xia An'an accidentally glanced at him, and found that he had to study for a long time to cut a potato, figuring out how to cut it beautifully.

As soon as his tall figure stood in the kitchen, the spacious kitchen seemed cramped in an instant. Because of his height, he had to bury his body very low when cutting vegetables, but even so, his movements still looked so elegant, especially When he cuts a dish, he still needs to compare it with his slender knuckles, calculate the ratio, and the energy of concentration reveals an irresistible charm.

but……

I'm afraid they won't be able to eat tomorrow morning.

Then Xia Anan tactfully invited him to the side, and cut the rest of the vegetables. A certain person stood aside with his hands raised, looking dumbfounded at her skillful knife skills, he even forgot to move his hands. washed.

As soon as Xia An'an turned her head, she saw his anxious gaze, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Someone's eyes flickered, "Cut so fast and be careful."

"..." Well, in fact, her aloof husband is quite cute sometimes.

After the meal, Huo Mingxuan was given the task of washing the dishes, and Xia Anan came to the dance room and began to stretch his legs.

It is said that this is the dance room that Huo Mingxuan built specially for her. The room is full of mirrors. She can correct her movements through the reflection in the mirror. Undoubtedly, she looked up and saw Huo Mingxuan standing at the door watching. She suddenly thought of something, and then Facing him in the mirror, he asked, "Can you dance tango?"

"know a little."

Xia An'an went to the old-fashioned gramophone and played a tango.

Huo Mingxuan came over tacitly and saluted her as a gentleman. Xia Anan returned the salute, put one hand on his shoulder and put the other in his palm.

Being so close to him, his strong masculine breath suddenly hit her face, and Xia An'an felt a little dizzy.

Tango is a very good ballroom dance for men and women. It is different from the enthusiasm of rumba, and a little more unrestrained than waltz. It is very conducive to enhancing the relationship between men and women.

The dance music flowed out slowly, and the two of them followed the dance music rhythmically.

He was tall, even though she was wearing high heels, her chin could only reach his shoulders, and the two of them were so close that she could feel his breath against her ears.

He said that he could only do a little bit, but Xia An'an found that he danced very well, and he was the kind of person who knew how to control. Originally, dancing was her specialty, so logically speaking, she should be better, but the more The more she jumped, the more she found that he was the real leader.

And because of the closeness, Xia An'an soon became a little distracted, her attention slowly left the dance, either feeling the heartbeat in his chest, or staring at his high and sexy Adam's apple in reverie.

Stepping on the dance steps, the two separated, and then the lover was lost and found again. She was pulled by him, twirled and fell into his chest.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and those deep eyes fell on the person as if he wanted to attract the person's soul.

Xia An'an swallowed her saliva, and when he let go of her again, she stepped on a few wrong steps because of her absent-mindedness, causing her heels to tilt, and she was about to fall to the side.

Huo Mingxuan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He stretched out his long arms to hug her waist, and led her to spin a few steps to buffer her from falling. When the two of them stood still, Xia An'an suddenly heard a muffled groan from above her head.

She looked up, but saw Huo Mingxuan frowning tightly, trying to restrain the pain, she realized that in order to protect her from bumping into the pillar, he actually used him as a meat pad.

Xia Anan let him go in a hurry, and said nervously: "Are you all right, Mingxuan?"

Huo Mingxuan closed his eyes and said indifferently, "It's okay."

He left from the pillar, and Xia An'an realized that there was a sharp corner where he hit just now. She was so anxious that she deliberately forbeared seeing him again, and said: "Mingxuan, you are injured, right? Let me see! "

Regardless of his obstruction, Xia Anan hurriedly walked behind him and lifted up his clothes, but saw that the place behind his back near the shoulder blade was blackened.

Xia An'an was filled with guilt for a while, but he didn't want her to worry, so he said nonchalantly, "It's nothing serious, there is Dieda wine at home, just rub a little of it and it will be fine."

Xia An'an hurriedly asked him where he put the falling wine, and when she found the falling wine in the cabinet downstairs, Huo Mingxuan had already taken off his clothes and sat on the sofa.

The honey-colored skin has an even texture, and it is even more seductive under the illumination of the overhead lights. The muscles in both arms are knotted, revealing a sense of masculine strength, and the chest muscles are even. The impulse of blood, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles on his waist and the looming mermaid lines are even more indescribably sexy. When Xia An'an saw it, he felt the blood rushing from his whole body to the top of his head.

She swallowed, took a deep breath, avoided looking at him, and walked over with the fallen wine.

Huo Mingxuan reached out to take it, "I'll do it myself."

Xia An'an snatched it over, sullenly, "Do you have eyes on your back? How do you wipe them off yourself?"

Huo Mingxuan didn't argue anymore.

Xia Anan carefully put the fall on the palm of her hand, rubbed it to warm it up, and then wiped it on the place where he was hit. She felt the muscles in his back tense, calmed down the fluctuations in her heart, and said to him in a steady voice: "Relax."

"Ah."

He agreed, but the muscles under his hands showed no signs of relaxing.Xia An'an didn't force him anymore, in order to break the embarrassment, she asked, "Why is there Dieda wine at home?"

Huo Mingxuan didn't answer, but Xia An'an realized after thinking about it for a while, that this Dieda wine was probably prepared for her.

When she was in a muddleheaded life before, she would inevitably stumble when she was drunk. He probably silently wiped the bar for her many times?

In fact, he really paid a lot for her. For so many years, he took care of the child by himself, was busy with his career, and took care of her, an uneasy wife.

Xia An'an suddenly felt her throat congested.

She had almost wiped the traumatic wine for him, and seeing that he was about to grab his clothes and put them on, Xia An'an couldn't help herself, hugged his back suddenly, and kissed the place where he just bumped into.

The man's body became more and more stiff, and she heard his tense voice, "An'an, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)