Jiang Yansheng's body stiffened, and his heartbeat suddenly became rapid.

"Huo Xiumer!" She didn't know what to say to stop him at this time, and a thousand words turned into a shy cry.

The man's slender fingers unbuckled the leather buckle, and the movement was very slow, and then the tall body clinged to her slender back, leaving no gaps.

"What's it called, if you don't get it, you have to say it, and if you get it, you have to call it again." Huo Xiumo bowed her head, her thin hot lips crushing the woman's side neck, and the touch was so heavy that she couldn't stop trembling.

Jiang Yansheng's cheeks were not blushing, and he inexplicably felt very resistant to being teased by him like this, and his voice was so muffled that he couldn't deceive people: "I've been cooking dinner for you all afternoon, and that's how you treat me?" They bullied me as soon as they got home. ”

Huo Xiumo didn't take off her skirt, the two of them were so close to each other, he grabbed her waist with his big hand, and clearly felt each other's body temperature.

His eyes narrowed, and his eyes were dark: "Can't I bully you?" ”

Jiang Yansheng pursed her lips and moved, and was just about to speak, when the force behind her disappeared, she turned her head blankly, and a pair of water-colored eyes saw Huo Xiumo buttoning the belt.

His white shirt was wrinkled a little by some rubbing, and after a moment, he put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, and looked at it deeply with a lazy eyebrow.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jiang Yansheng's sense of grievance rose for no reason, and he quickly lowered his head, afraid that he would not be able to control his tears for a while.

I cried at him last night, and if I still cry, I was hypocritical.

She wanted to find something to do, and subconsciously avoided the situation of getting along with him, and in a panic, Jiang Yansheng used a spoon to scoop the red dates floating on the chicken soup, with a red lip, and ate it without thinking about it.

Scald!

Jiang Yansheng had steaming red dates in his mouth, felt that the tip of his tongue was burned, his eyebrows wrinkled painfully, and he threw the spoon.

She was anxious to spit out the red dates and find water to drink.

Huo Xiumo kept staring at her, and when he saw that the woman was in a hurry to jump to her feet, she dragged the person over with her big hands, held her face, and lowered her head and kissed her.

"Hmm......"

Jiang Yansheng's eyes widened, his lips were his breath, and his long wet tongue pushed against her lips, and directly rolled the red dates into his mouth.

There was no such hotness, but it was still hot between her lips and teeth.

After Huo Xiumo took the red dates out of her mouth, he didn't continue the kiss and withdrew.

In the kitchen, it was so quiet that Jiang Yansheng's heartbeat could almost be heard, as well as her rapid breathing, and then it was extremely clear.

"Still hot?" Huo Xiumo chewed red dates with thin lips and asked in a low voice, his voice was a little blurred in his ears.

Jiang Yansheng suddenly came back to his senses and bit the corner of his lip: "Ah, aren't you hot?" ”

Huo Xiumo's handsome expression was as usual, her slender and good-looking hand loosened her waist, inserted it back into her trouser pocket, and said in an indifferent tone: "It's not hot, it's a little sweet." ”

Are red dates sweet?

Jiang Yansheng lowered her eyelashes quietly, and after a while, she scooped the red dates in the chicken soup with a spoon to eat, squinted her soft and charming eyes, and said to Huo Xiumo: "Hot!" ”

She's bad, and her careful thoughts are exposed.

The gloomy aura between Huo Xiumo's eyebrows faded a little, and his slender hand went to hold her little face and kissed it again.

This time, the kiss lasted five or six minutes before it ended.

The two stayed in the kitchen for almost an hour, and when they came out, Jiang Yansheng was serving chicken soup, but there were almost no red dates in the soup.

This dinner was very harmonious, Jiang Yansheng saw that Huo Xiumo had eaten more than usual a bowl of rice, and he had a complacent mentality.

She held her cheek with one hand and winked at the man: "How do I feel like an adopted son." ”

Huo Xiu glanced at her silently, and his thin lips pulled lightly: "I coax you like a daughter, do you want to call your father to listen?" ”

Under the dining table, Jiang Yansheng kicked his leather shoes on tiptoe, and whispered angrily: "You can't let me." ”

Huo Xiumo took a bowl of chicken soup and drank it elegantly, I have to say that in the dishes of her dinner table, the chicken soup stewed well, and the red dates tasted even worse.

Jiang Yansheng continued to watch him eat, muttering in his mouth, very soft, no one could hear what she was saying: "How can it be fun to raise a son and raise a father?" When you are old, I will build you a beautiful castle, grow flowers and birds, and cook for you every day......"

Jiang Yansheng is still being raised, and she is already looking forward to the day when she can raise Huo Xiumo, and when he finishes dinner and goes to the study to work, she also goes upstairs slowly.

Tonight, it's a little early.

After Jiang Yansheng closed the bedroom door, he took out a set of sexy nightdresses from the cloakroom, and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

She filled her bathtub with warm water and rose petals, and waited for half an hour to soak comfortably before putting on her bathrobe and washing her long black hair again.

Fine, washed two or three times, the cold fragrance hits.

Jiang Yansheng looked at himself in front of the mirror, wearing a dark V red dress showing off her bewitching body curves, her chest was a chest, her waist was also a waist, and her slender and fair legs were very sultry.

If it is on the lips, it is more beautiful to wear lipstick.

She flashed a flash of thought to get the lipstick, and then thought, is this too obvious?

Jiang Yansheng walked out of the bathroom, only a warm orange light was turned on in the bedroom, the quilt on the big bed was neat, and the curtains blocked the moonlight outside.

It was half past nine, Jiang Yansheng didn't go to the study to find Huo Xiumo, she lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, the pillow and quilt were left behind in the man's clear breath.

The corners of her lips curled into a light smile and took Huo Xiumo's pillow over.

Time passed minute by minute, Jiang Yansheng hugged the man's pillow and slept lightly, but in fact, he didn't sleep, his eyes were squinted, waiting for him to return to the room.

The clock on the wall had climbed to half past eleven.

Jiang Yansheng was dazed and found that Huo Xiumo was still working in the study, she reached out and rubbed her eyes, lifted the quilt, and wanted to go to the ground.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of steady footsteps outside the door.

Jiang Yansheng immediately retracted, and when he got into the quilt, only his delicate little face was revealed, his eyes were tightly closed, and only his long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

The bedroom door opened and closed again.

Soon, someone walked to the bathroom to take a shower, and there was a faint sound of water.

Jiang Yansheng took advantage of Huo Xiumo's failure to come out, put the warm pillow in his arms back in place, and then closed his eyes again, pretending to be asleep.

Fifteen minutes later.

Huo Xiumo came out of the shower, his tall body was draped in a dark black nightgown and lay up, his indifferent eyes glanced at the sleeping woman with a blushing face, and then turned off the light.

Now, the bedroom is pitch black, and nothing can be seen.

Jiang Yansheng's heart was suddenly stunned, and she regretted that she had closed the curtains, there was no light, what was the use of her wearing sexy?

Gradually, she bit her lower lip, and no matter what, he touched it the same.

"Huo Xiumo, have you slept?" In this quiet atmosphere, the woman's voice sounded low and soft.

It was followed by the sound of the man's deep breathing......