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

His big hand began to move around her body, igniting the flames in her body, making her feel as if it was burning instantly, and she raised her head back deeply.

"Jane Yao."

Before Huo Jinming wanted to completely possess her, he said hoarsely, "It's been six years, you don't know how much I miss you."

That kind of longing was like tarsal maggots, crawling up his body in the middle of the night, making him unable to break free.

Jian Yao's eyes instantly recovered a little clarity.

"I hate you."

She growled in a low voice, "What you miss is keeping me in prison for six years?"

Regardless of her anger, Huo Jinming kissed her domineeringly again. Her struggle and unwillingness all turned into soft sobs and disappeared between his lips and tongue.

"In six years, you will be my woman too."

Before the final rage came, he held her tightly and said domineeringly.

This is the obligation of husband and wife between them.

Jian Yao closed her eyes, with powerless tears streaming down her face.

The six years of life in prison played out in her mind like a movie, and her mind was in chaos.

At the end of the freeze frame, it was Huo Jinming who domineeringly ignited the flame in her body and embraced her completely.

He took her to travel in heaven and hell, constantly asking for her sweet warmth, and she finally lost consciousness in his endless asking.

The tears had already dried up, and there were little red marks on his body.

Huo Jinming, even so, I still hate you.

Before falling asleep completely, Jian Yao murmured and clenched her hands tightly.

The next morning, the golden sunlight shone through the heavy curtains on the two of them. Jian Yao moved her eyelids and woke up from the drowsy sleep.

Sitting up from the bed with a little force, the sore feeling came immediately, and she fell weakly on the bed again.

Memories flooded in like a tide, feeling the pain of being run over by a truck all over her body, Jian Yao gritted her teeth and looked at the man beside her.

He still closed his eyes quietly, and the movement of her getting up did not wake him up. The deep facial features and thick eyelashes cast distinct shadows on his face.

He fell asleep peacefully like this, without the domineering coldness he had when he was awake, and he was as quiet as a baby.

Jian Yao's heart softened inexplicably.

She remembered him six years ago, as cold as a frozen river in winter, just getting close to him could completely freeze a person's heart.

But after he falls asleep, it will completely melt people's hearts.

A bright smile made her flock to him like moths to a flame.

"Clap."

There was a slight movement at the door, and Jian Yao was pulled from memory to reality.

She struggled to raise her head and looked towards the door. There stood a soft and small body with black eyes shining like jewels, looking at her quietly.

"Yu Chen."

Jian Yao covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyes were filled with heat instantly.

It's her son.

After five years of separation, she and her son are a little strange, but this does not prevent her from missing and caring about him.

"Aunt Jane."

Yu Chen politely and softly called out, raised her small arm as tender as a white lotus root, and pointed straight at the man behind her, "I want Dad."

Jian Yao's heart once again sank to the bottom.

How could she forget? Yu Chen is not very familiar with her, and her memory is only a recently established impression.

He came to look for Huo Jinming.

"Why is Dad lying next to Aunt Jane?"

When Yu Chen spoke again, Jian Yao was startled, her lips trembling slightly.