Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

The room was dark and silent, with only the occasional sound of whistles coming from the street outside.

When Xue Jun turned over for the fourth time, he heard Huo Dongcheng's voice beside him, "Can't sleep?"

The deep, seductive voice penetrated the silence of the night and gently tapped her eardrums.

"…Well, you can't sleep either?"

"Ah."

Huo Dongcheng responded softly but said nothing more.

The room fell into silence again, with only the heavy breathing of the two people remaining.

Perhaps because the heating in the house was too strong, Xue Jun felt a little hot. She pushed the quilt down with her uninjured foot and stretched her arm out of the quilt, but accidentally touched Huo Dongcheng's arm which was outside.

The moment their skin touched, Xue Jun immediately moved his arm away.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Huo Dongcheng grabbed her wrist and prevented her from leaving.

His hands were big, and the burning temperature pressed against her skin, burning her so much that she felt overwhelmed. The heat slowly spread to her cheeks.

Xue Jun paused, tried to struggle, but failed, "What are you doing?"

"Generally speaking, after exercise, the body feels tired and it is easier to fall asleep. Do you want to give it a try?" Huo Dongcheng turned and looked at her.

In the darkness, Xue Jun couldn't see the expression on his face, she only heard his calm voice, as calm as if he was asking her what she wanted to eat in the morning.

After a few seconds of pause, she nodded gently, "...Yeah."

The sound was as light as a feather, so low that it was almost inaudible.

Her response seemed to be the key that opened the gate. Huo Dongcheng let go of her arm, and when she retracted her hand, he lifted her quilt and crawled over.

The man came towards her with an aggressive aura, instantly enveloping her.

Xue Jun inexplicably felt timid again.

She held her breath, her fingertips fell on his chest, slowly moved upwards, and pressed against his shoulders, "...We are both injured, how about..."

"I'll be careful."

In the dark night, their eyes met.

There was a burning fire in each of their eyes that they could not see the light of day, and during the day they tacitly suppressed it and buried it deep in their hearts.

After saying that, he lowered his head and peppered her slender and beautiful neck with hot and wet kisses.

The scorching breath sprayed on her delicate skin, creating waves. The big hands caressed every sensitive part of her body. The rough palms rubbed her, and the tingling feeling she evoked made Xue Jun's scalp numb.

Xue Jun looked at the man in front of him, raised his head impatiently, put his arms on his broad back, breathed heavily, and couldn't help but let out a few broken moans from the corners of his lips, "...ah..."

Huo Dongcheng paused, his eyes becoming more profound.

His movements became involuntarily rough, and he drove straight in impatiently.

“…Ahaha…Hmm…”

As he moved, Xue Jun's brows furrowed and then relaxed, her chest involuntarily heaved under his caress, and her voice was filled with endless joy.

She stretched out her hand and slowly slid down his rising and falling chest, feeling the well-defined muscle texture - she had been craving it for a long time.

Huo Dongcheng's breathing became heavy for a moment, and he grabbed her hands that were causing trouble on him and pressed them down on top of her head, pressing harder and harder.

A strong feeling of sourness rose up inch by inch. Xue Jun frowned, straightened his waist, and tensed his body, resisting the strange and stimulating feeling.

But the tide of love was too strong, drowning her resistance, allowing the sharp soreness to break through the shackles and reach the end of the other side.

At that moment, her mind went blank and her body trembled unconsciously.

It feels like my soul is leaving my body.

"arrive?"

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Xue Jun took a breath, moved his lips, and wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't speak, not even a sound.

Huo Dongcheng didn't expect her to answer, so he turned her over and continued his conquest.

Until they became one, both of them breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

After a vigorous exercise, Xue Jun felt a little tired.

Huo Dongcheng did not let her go. He turned her over and continued to pull her to exercise.

The exercise lasted until late at night.

I have to say that exercising before bed is indeed very effective.

Xue Jun fell asleep quickly and slept until dawn.

The sunlight shines into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Huo Dongcheng opened his eyes, only to feel his right arm go numb, he could hardly feel its existence.

He moved his arm and something pressed on it.

When I turned my head, I saw a black head with smooth hair and a peaceful sleeping face.

Further down, there were two bodies pressed tightly against each other.

The passionate scenes of last night flooded into my mind.

Huo Dongcheng's eyes darkened and he raised his left hand and pinched his eyebrows.

Her thoughts went back to the day before yesterday, when in the ladies' room of a bar, in order to get away with it, she moaned softly and called him hubby.

"... Ugh... What a bummer... Ah ha... Husband, hurry up..."

I don’t know how the bodyguards outside reacted at that time. Huo Dongcheng only knew that his whole body was weak.

How could someone have such a sweet voice and act so convincingly?

After seeing her appearance clearly, he gave up the idea and left the bar.

Unexpectedly, the two met again in a small hotel and she saved him again.

From then on, he began to stir deep in his heart.

Especially after realizing that she had the same idea about him, under the cover of darkness, the desire could no longer be restrained.

The problem lies here.

Huo Dongcheng knew very well that all his kindness on the surface was a disguise, and he was actually extremely cold-hearted.

Back then, he only had a little bit of affection for Wen Liang. If he really liked Wen Liang, why would he let her return to China and not contact her for many years?

Now, as for Wen Liang, he just wanted to make things difficult for Fu Zheng. If he really liked Wen Liang, he would have snatched her away from Fu Zheng at all costs.

But Xue Jun, the old man's woman, easily aroused his desire.

The day before yesterday was the second time he saw her.

It's ridiculous.

He was probably possessed by some evil spirit and was doing something so absurd for the first time.

Huo Dongcheng exhaled lightly, carefully pulled his right arm out from under Xue Jun's head, quietly turned over and got out of bed, picked up his quilt that had been lying on the floor all night, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Xue Jun was awakened by hunger.

She opened her eyes blearily and smelled the aroma of fried eggs.

It should be Huo Dongcheng making breakfast.

Then she should get up.

Xue Jun stretched and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The center of my legs... hurts a little.

She lifted the quilt and looked inside. She was naked.

Scenes from last night's breathless exercise came to mind.

Xue Jun bit his lower lip.

That kind of exhilarating pleasure seemed to pull her soul away.

Unforgettable.

That was something that Huo Junshan, who was already overwhelmed, could not bring.