Sweet wife is too sweet: Mr.Huo, you are so fierce

The door of the guest room is closed but not locked.

Huo Cang pushed the door in and saw that the room was empty and Mo Xiaoman was not seen.

Then his eyes drifted to the bathroom, where the light was on, but there was no sound.

He walked over and was about to knock on the door, but the bathroom door didn't close tightly. As soon as he touched it, he opened it himself.

The whole bathroom was steaming with heat.

Huo Cang stood at the door and saw the fragrant woman lying on the edge of the snow-white bathtub. She seemed very tired. She still frowned in her sleep. I don't know why she was worried.

The waist length hair is in sharp contrast to the white arm like lanolin jade.

She was fumigated by the heat, her little face was flushed and placed at the bend of her arm, and her thick black and slender eyelashes were wet by the heat. I don't know what dream she was having, and her butterfly like eyelashes trembled gently.

The black hair fell silently, revealing a large crimson bare back steamed by hot water.

There is nothing in the water, and the underwater spring scenery gives people a panoramic view.

Huo Cang looked at the woman who slept unprepared, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

He pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt one by one, went in, took his sight back from Mo Xiaoman, who was sleeping soundly, and took a bath next to him.

Then, he pulled the bath towel aside, fished the woman in the bathtub out of the water, wrapped it in the bath towel, and took the person out of the bathroom.

In the whole process, Mo Xiaoman only grunted twice, then nestled safely in his arms and slept again.

……

Mo Xiaoman wakes up, sees a strange room and stays for a while.

Then I felt the hot and hard chest close behind me, screamed with fear, and rolled down under the quilt!

On the bed, Huo Cang, naked, opened his eyes slowly, and his dark eyes were lazy when he just woke up.

The morning light outside the window fell on him like a glittering and translucent light. His whole person was like the exquisite paintings written by a famous painter.

"Have you seen enough?"

The man woke up Mo Xiaoman with a slightly hoarse voice in the morning. Her sight inadvertently caught a glimpse of the place she shouldn't see. Her small face suddenly burst red, just like a drop of red ink dripping into clear water, and instantly spread to her whole body. Her whole body was hot, and the whole person was very like a boiled shrimp.

Finally realized that the man and herself were not dressed. She didn't know where to put her eyes. She was even more flustered and stammered, "when did you come back?"

Huo Cang stared at the woman who was too shy to lift her head and said, "last night."

Mo Xiaoman bit his lip: "then you, you, we..."

Seeing that she was about to get to the floor, Huo Cang let her go, got up and walked towards the bathroom and threw down a sentence: "I didn't do anything except hold out a woman who was about to drown in the bathtub."

Mo Xiaoman was relieved and embarrassed. As soon as Huo Cang entered the bathroom, he hurried to find clothes to cover his body. In a panic, he saw the white shirt and thought it was his own. He took it up and put it in. When he went in, he found it was Huo Cang's. When he wanted to take it off, the bathroom door opened and Huo Cang came out again.

With his eyes opposite, Mo Xiaoman hurriedly explained pale, "no, I'm sorry, I read the wrong clothes... How did you come out suddenly?"

Huo Cang looked at the whole woman who was shrouded in the light and wore her shirt only up to her thighs. Her throat rolled, but when she saw herself, she was nervous and stiff, forced her eyes away, and said without emotion: "did you wash the bath towel in the cabinet?"

Mo Xiaoman grabbed the corner of his clothes and looked directly at him. His eyes looked left and right. The man was naked and didn't know how to cover it?

She blushed and said, "ah, yes, I washed it yesterday. It should be dry. I'll get it!"