Chapter 197 - 194: Relax

Wen Ci spent nearly ten minutes washing the pots and pans. As she shook the water from her hands, she suddenly remembered the wool sweater she had bought for Huo Jingyuan.

She walked to the doorway of the master bedroom and waved at Huo Jingyuan, who was sitting on the sofa. "Huo Jingyuan, come here for a second."

"What is it?"

Huo Jingyuan’s expression was placid and unreadable, but he had heard from Xue Li that afternoon that Wen Ci had bought him a wool sweater.

"Come on, get over here."

Wen Ci still had no idea that Huo Jingyuan already knew about her gift.

Huo Jingyuan walked over to Wen Ci. The temperature in the Northwest fluctuated wildly between day and night, so he had deliberately put on a dark green military jacket.

Wen Ci reached out, her lips curving into a slight smile as she rose onto her tiptoes. "Let me help you take that off."

Panic flickered in the man’s eyes as he stared at her in silence.

"Why, Mr. Huo, you look a little flustered."

"I’m not."

As he spoke, Huo Jingyuan took off the jacket himself. Underneath, he wore a training tee, revealing the well-defined, perfect muscles of his arms.

Wen Ci was practically drooling. Once she reined herself in, she hooked a finger in his belt. Her red lips parted slightly in a bewitching smile. "Mr. Huo, it looks like you do a lot of physical training."

Hearing her soft, sweet voice, the man’s eyes darkened. He stared at her glistening red lips and swallowed hard. "Do you have any idea what you’re doing?"

Wen Ci clearly wasn’t wearing any makeup.

And yet, her lips were so full and glistening.

Wen Ci didn’t answer, only giggling softly.

The bedroom lights were off, leaving the room in darkness. Wen Ci had no intention of turning them on; her eyesight was good enough to see clearly in the dark.

Wen Ci’s finger, still hooked in Huo Jingyuan’s belt, could feel the palpable heat from his body. She lowered her voice, leaning close to his ear. "Why don’t you guess what gift I have for you?"

Huo Jingyuan’s eyelashes fluttered. "I don’t know."

The moment he spoke, Wen Ci let go of his belt. It was a strategic retreat. She wanted to toy with him, to pull at his heartstrings until he could no longer restrain his primal urges.

’When I saw Xue Li at the door earlier,’

’I figured Huo Jingyuan already knew about the sweater.’

’So, the real gift for him is me.’

In the darkness, Huo Jingyuan couldn’t make out Wen Ci’s form. When he felt her hand slip from his belt, a flicker of anxiety entered his deep, dark eyes.

Using the faint light from outside the room, Huo Jingyuan located Wen Ci. He reached out, wrapped an arm around her waist, and with a gentle pull, pressed their bodies tightly together.

The man lowered his head, meeting Wen Ci’s gaze. His eyes were now tinged with lust. He licked his dry lips. "Are you absolutely sure about this?"

In response to his repeated questioning, Wen Ci’s lips curled into a smile. "I’m being this obvious and you still don’t get it? Does it have to be me who takes the lead, Ah Yuan?"

Those two words, "Ah Yuan," shattered Huo Jingyuan’s last line of defense.

The heat raging inside him could no longer be contained. He surged forward and kissed her, his masculine scent overwhelming her, giving Wen Ci no chance to take the initiative.

"Mmph—"

Wen Ci hadn’t expected Huo Jingyuan to be such a quick study. His foreplay was terrible, though—all he did was take from her relentlessly. Somehow, their clothes vanished in the process.

During a brief pause, Wen Ci caught her breath. Her hand gently brushed against Huo Jingyuan’s earlobe. The tingling sensation shot straight through him, inflaming his passion even more.

Wen Ci was being kissed so hard she could barely breathe. She pushed Huo Jingyuan away, her heaving chest making her cleavage all the more enticing. She asked disdainfully, "Huo Jingyuan, is kissing the only thing you know how to do?"

"What do you think?"

As soon as he spoke, Wen Ci’s brow furrowed. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

"Shh, Ah Ci. Relax."