Chapter 172
I marry her"As soon as these words were spoken, all rumors fell apart. It turns out that Old Master Fu was such a person!Fu Yan took a doll down from the shelf and mumbled in response.When it came to...The clock downstairs struck two times at 2:00 AM.
Huo Mingzheng pulled open the guest bedroom door from inside.
He had just taken a shower, his hair was slightly damp, and he was wearing a dark gray bathrobe.
He walked out, wiping his hair, with well-developed calf muscles visible beneath his bathrobe. Every step he took displayed the powerful lines of his musculature.
He walked from the third floor down to the second-floor master bedroom, holding a towel in one hand and twisting the doorknob with the other.
As expected, it's locked.
A faint smirk played on his lips as he pulled a key from his bathrobe pocket.
The door swung open on both sides, and he walked in. The door closed behind him with a thud.
The room is very spacious. As soon as you walk in from the door, you enter the living room. A screen over two meters high separates it from the bedroom. There's a walk-in closet on the left and a bathroom on the right.
The bedroom only had one bedside lamp on, and because the room was so spacious, the light seemed insignificant. The curtains were drawn tightly shut, not letting in a single ray of light, making the vision dim and blurry.
Men have excellent vision.
The large bed was flat, with no wrinkles or curves.
Ho Mingzheng's footsteps stopped, and he looked at the sofa beside him.
A three-meter-long black sofa, with a delicate curve rising on it.
He pursed his thin lips and strode over. Fu Yan slept soundly, her delicate and beautiful face exposed outside the blanket.
She wrapped herself tightly, the blanket wrapped around her body twice. Huo Mingzheng reached out and tried to reach between the blanket and her body, but he could only barely fit in. She had wrapped herself too snugly.
Thinking about how she wrapped herself up like this, Huo Mingzheng sneered. He scooped her up along with the blanket.
Qin Heng's sleeping potion dosage wasn't too much or too little, enough for her to fall into a deep sleep and not easily wake up.
He took the blanket off of her.
When he saw that she was wearing her coat and even had the zipper pulled all the way up under the blanket, Huo Mingzheng couldn't help but laugh.
She is a clean girl by nature, she can't sleep without taking a shower. If it weren't for the sleeping pills, she probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
I didn't want him to get this bad, even refusing to bathe for fear he might take advantage of me.
He tightened his grip on her waist.
Huo Mingzheng's gaze fell on her face, his voice hoarse and low, "Fu Yan, you are really good."
The water in the hot tub was just right. Huo Mingzheng had cleaned Fu Yan carefully and put her in the pool. As the warm water enveloped her body, the slight frown on her brow slowly relaxed.
Huo Mingzheng held her with one hand and used the other to dry her with a towel.
His gaze deliberately skimmed over the spring light rising from her chest.
Quickly wiped a few times, pulled the person out of the bathtub, and carried them out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.
He held Fu Yan in his arms on the bed, the bedside lamp casting a glow on her profile. Her face, already breathtakingly beautiful, was now enveloped in a hazy veil, almost unreal, like a dream.
Huo Mingzheng frowned, his body tilted slightly, her face fell into the shadow, losing the hazy feeling, adding a few points of reality.
She unconsciously tilted her head.
She pressed her cheek against his chest, as close to his heart as she could get.
She tilted her head, the scratch on her neck fully exposed to Huo Mingzheng's gaze.
A cool finger touched her cheek, and Fu Yan, asleep, seemed to feel the pain. Her brow furrowed slightly, and a soft whimper escaped her lips—a barely audible sound.n was taken aback.The first thing that came to mind was Old Master Huo.Immediately, she refuted this guess. Old Master Huo had never acknowledged her as a member of the Huo family and would never clai...