The meal that Huo Muchen mentioned was most likely not eating, but eating her.

Song Ci's highly probable idea should be true.

Huo Muchen whispered in her ear, "Xiao Ci, come here and come up with me. I'll show you a cat that can do backflips."

Song Ci, "..."

These words sound somewhat familiar.

When Huo Muchen took Kaola away, Song Ci was lifted up by him. After looking at the ceiling shaking for more than an hour, he realized that the man's desire to win and lose was so damn strong again!

Song Ci put her hands around his neck and looked at him without blinking.

"Huo Muchen, what did you eat when you grew up? Why are you so energetic?"

Song Ci couldn't understand, "Is this the difference between men and women?"

Huo Muchen held Song Ci with one hand, turned on the shower, and adjusted the water temperature with one hand. He couldn't help but laugh when he heard the girl staring at him like a good baby, asking questions back and forth.

The temperature of the water rippled in the palm of his hand, and the man's fingertips dived into the bottom of the sea and into the depths of the secluded path.

"Xiao Ci, you still have the strength to talk to me now, and you seem to be full of energy."

This time, Song Ci didn't ask any more curious questions.

Because there was a tsunami in the bathroom.

She didn't dare to let the tsunami hit her again, so she just wrapped herself in a thick white bath towel and sat on Huo Muchen's lap, quietly enjoying Huo Muchen's hair blowing service.

The warm wind blew through her hair and behind her ears, and the man's slender fingertips ruffled her hair back and forth, making Song Ci couldn't help but squint his eyes in comfort.

Like a lazy kitten.

Huo Muchen rubbed her ears, "Very comfortable?"

"Uh-huh."

"Which position is more comfortable?" Huo Muchen asked unexpectedly.

Song Ci's eyes widened in shock for a moment, and his gaze suddenly met the half-smile in Huo Muchen's eyes. When he saw the man's sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down, his gaze unnaturally averted.

But the question Huo Muchen asked came to mind unconsciously.

As I thought about it, my cheeks began to turn red for no reason, and even my mind began to have random thoughts.

Huo Muchen saw Song Ci's cheeks turning crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the tips of his eyebrows began to rise slightly. He could think of what Song Ci was thinking in an instant. He bent down and leaned closer, and suddenly stopped his kiss between her soft lips.

Thin lips.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the cold and refreshing breath of agarwood became particularly hot and rolled into Song Ci's body.

Electricity traveled throughout her body, numbing her whole body.

Song Ci asked coquettishly: "Hug me."

Hearing this, Huo Muchen picked up Huo Muchen, but Song Ci hit his shoulder, "I mean it's most comfortable if you hold me."

Huo Muchen bent his eyes, smiled slightly, put his thumb on her chin, and looked at her with squinted eyes.

"Mrs. Huo," his voice was low and deep, but extremely sexy, "I hugged you many times."

"You hug me every time." Song Ci replied in a strange way.

"I understand what Mrs. Huo means. As long as I give it to you, it will be comfortable." Huo Muchen picked up Song Ci and looked at her continuously.

"I will keep you comfortable for decades to come."

Song Ci's eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her head to kiss him.

Huo Muchen clasped her chin with one hand to stop her sudden kiss.

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law are watching us."

His voice was very teasing.

Song Ci looked down at him, his heart beating faster, his eyes unblinking, and he spoke in a low voice: "You promised your parents that you would teach me."

Huo Muchen's eyelids twitched fiercely, his dark eyes darkened slightly, and he said nothing.

Song Ci held his face and kissed him.

"My dear, we must stop."

Huo Muchen's palm slid up from her tailbone, and his big hand with clear finger bones penetrated behind Song Ci's neck. With a pinch of his finger bones, he pinched the soft flesh and pulled her away. His thin lips were slightly pursed, cold and handsome.

His face looked at her, his tone was calm, and he tried his best to control his suppressed emotions.

"My sweetheart, we have to go down, otherwise my father-in-law and mother-in-law will be angry."

"?" Song Ci was confused.

But after Huo Muchen finished speaking, he still put the person down and took him downstairs, feeling angry and dissatisfied with the desire to arouse him again.

The dark screen downstairs suddenly lit up again.

Song Ci walked to the center of the sofa and heard Huo Muchen let out a long sigh, "It seems that my father-in-law is not old enough."

When Song Ci heard Huo Muchen's words, he immediately understood that Huo Muchen had just carried her upstairs and insisted on timing. It turned out that he still had a damn desire to win.

Huo Muchen sat over and saw Song Ci turning his head, not wanting to say anything to him.

Sitting down, Huo Muchen sat next to Song Ci, "Xiao Ci, I want to prove to my father-in-law that I am indeed capable of loving you more, so that he can rest assured."

Song Ci pursed her lips and said, "Huo Muchen, you won't let my father go."

Huo Muchen laughed hoarsely, "My father-in-law doesn't need me to give in. He can let my mother-in-law have you and Qin Yan. We only have Jing Suiyu, which already explains the problem."

At this point, Song Ci could understand Huo Muchen's pun.

He pleased her again and smoothed things over for Jiang Sui.

"Xiao Ci, don't be angry with your husband. If he doesn't do this again, I'll just let you do whatever you want. Okay~"

When Song Ci heard the last sentence, his bones trembled.

What kind of extremely charming Huo Muchen's coquettish voice is this?

Song Ci had goosebumps all over the place when he heard this, "Huo Muchen, stay away from me."

Huo Muchen's brows suddenly frowned.

It was obvious that he was following Jiang Sui's coquettish style, but when it came to Xiao Ci, it didn't work at all.

If Jiang Sui really came to life, he would definitely jump up three feet high and slap Huo Muchen on the head.

He cursed again: "How can I be so sissy when I act like a spoiled brat!"

When Huo Muchen saw that Song Ci really ignored him, he immediately felt that Jiang Sui's coquettish theory was completely inappropriate, and he decisively gave it up!

The powerful long arms pulled Song Ci into his arms, "Xiao Ci, I just verified it for you. Even if I am better at coquettishness than my father-in-law, you may not like me. When choosing a husband, we still have to choose the one we, Xiao Ci, like."

"What you said is so generous." Song Ci couldn't help but tease him back, "It sounds like you allow me to have contact with a few men."

"Um?"

The man's final voice suddenly became extremely dangerous.

The air is also filled with the smell of danger.

Huo Muchen raised his eyebrows slightly, raised Song Ci's chin and looked in his direction, "Xiao Ci, tell me what you just said again."

"I said you haven't let me get in touch with many men. What you said just now makes me feel so generous." Song Ci repeated dully.

"You mean, I'm not generous anymore, and I'm aggrieved that you only have contact with me, the only man?" Huo Muchen's voice rose several degrees unconsciously, "Your words seem to be blaming me for being cut off.

Your peach blossom relationship!"

After hearing this, if Song Ci didn't sound jealous, her brain would be very funny.

She immediately shook her head, shaking it like a rattle, "No, no!"

"I think you do!"

Huo Muchen picked up the back of Song Ci's clothes, laid him down on his lap, and landed a hollow palm on Song Ci's butt.

Song Ci had not been spanked for a long time, and suddenly he was spanked in front of Tang Shi and Jiang Sui. His cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and he said dissatisfied: "My parents are still watching. If you dare to spank me, I will let you go tonight."

They asked me in my dream to bully you back severely in my dream!"

"Even if my father-in-law and mother-in-law come over, I will still hit you!" Huo Muchen did not stop when Jiang Suihe and Tang Shi came over. His tone was all domineering: "Xiao Ci, my mother-in-law specifically told me before she left, if you don't obey me,

I can hit you at will."

Huo Muchen looked over, and Song Ci suddenly pouted in grievance.

Song Ci pointed at Huo Muchen, "Then you shouldn't hit me either. I'm your wife, so this is wrong of you."

"Then what should I do if I encounter this situation?"

"You should be doubly nice to your wife. If she is so nice that no one can afford her, she will naturally be yours." Song Ci spoke plausibly.

Huo Muchen shook his head and said with a smile: "But I don't think so."

"Then what do you think?" Song Ci asked.
To be continued...