Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

"Say more."

After saying this, he went upstairs, leaving only her back.

She chased after unwillingly, but was thrown out by the door.

Dragging his tired body, he walked to the guest room on the other side. All the layouts here were the same, unchanged at all. He opened the closet, took out the towels, and walked into the bathroom.

Jian Yao took off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. She has changed so much in six years, and she is so thin that only a handful of bones are left. Will seeing her son scare him?The pale face was bloodless, and the delicate face was wiped out by the six years of prison.

Standing under the shower, she shed tears and was washed by hot water.

Putting on a bath towel, and casually tying up her hair, Jian Yao flew to the Huo family's old house with all her heart.

The door lock clicked behind him.

Huo Jinming pushed open the door, came in from the outside, and suddenly turned his head to meet his gaze.

"What are you doing here?" Her whole body was on guard.

"Hey, this is my house." Leaning over, he imprisoned her inside, his tall body covering her in the shadows.

She was at a loss for words, but she didn't know how to reply, so she turned her face to one side.

The gushing hot air, with the fragrance of mint, circulated between the two of them, creating a boundless ambiguity.

"When are you going to take me to see my son?"

He was silent.

The big palm was suddenly buckled down, stroking the knotted part of her bath towel, and gently exerting force.

"You—" Jian Yao held back angrily, but she still had a bright future.

"Huo Jinming, you bastard!"

"You owe me this! Jian Yao." His depressed voice was full of sinful bewitchment and ironic cruelty.

owe?
She sneered, who owes whom?
"This is your duty as a wife!" Her lips fell, and she turned her face to one side, just avoiding it, and her moist lips fell between her neck, causing a tingling numbness.

"Obligation?" The sneer spread, as if hearing the most ridiculous big joke, and he was overjoyed. "For the sake of the woman you love, sending your wife, me, to prison with your own hands, you have really fulfilled your so-called obligation!"

"Because of me, you only sat in prison for six years, while Jiang Li ruined your life! You spend your whole life in a wheelchair!" His lustful eyes shone brightly, even at this moment he was aggressive.

Jiang Li is disabled, he hates her, why doesn't she hate him?

She loves him, she is guilty!
She loves him, damn her!
After six years in prison, she had already paid off everything.

Reluctantly give up all resistance, let go.

If it wasn't for her son, she would have hated him to death, but as the days passed, she almost forgot even the hatred, and her eyes were full of the precious son she had never seen before.

His kisses, like a violent storm, spread densely, demanding again and again, she was so powerless to resist, she dug her nails deep into his flesh.

"Pa--", a little light flashed in the dim light, and then went out.

The pungent smell of smoke slowly ignited and wafted in the air.

Jian Yao subconsciously tightened her nose and coughed.

The man seemed to have noticed something, stood up, walked to the window, lightly spit out the circles in his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

Jian Yao frowned, her consciousness slowly came back, deliberately forgetting about the situation at the moment, she struggled to stand up half of her body, and pulled the bed sheet to cover her naked upper body.

He looked up at the figure standing by the window.

With a hoarse voice, he said, "I want to bring my son back."

The man stubbed out his cigarette but without even looking at her, he said flatly, "We'll talk about it when I get back." He turned and went to the bathroom.

Jian Yao clenched her fists tightly, then loosened them, and finally leaned against the head of the bed as if discouraged.