Chapter 14: Living in the same room

Ana Shen exclaimed and covered her mouth until he squinted his eyes and half turned to look at her.

The curves that were so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off them made her heart beat faster.

The light from above shone on him, casting a sinister shadow under his brow. "Have you seen enough?"

Having her little thoughts exposed bluntly, the blush on Shen Nanxing's face quickly spread to behind her ears.

It’s not that she wants to see it, but she can’t move her eyes away.

"Still looking!" The veins on Huo Yunting's forehead bulged, and he felt like he was being taken advantage of.

"You, you, you...why aren't you dressed properly?"

Ana Shen covered her eyes. The more this situation happened, the more she wanted to turn the tables and blame others. “The water flow obviously stopped for a long time before I came in!”

She was eager to extricate herself from this embarrassing situation.

"Who told you to put on clothes after taking a shower? Also, I've lived in this room since I was a child, and you're the one who suddenly barged in. Do you have any shameful intentions?"

Why is this sound getting closer and closer, until a wisp of pine scent overbearingly penetrates into my nose.

Ana Shen guessed that he was close.

Suddenly, a robe suddenly covered her head.

"Don't wash me yet, I want to go to bed early."

Ana Shen turned around mechanically and almost groped his way to the bathroom.

When she came out, she happened to hear something again.

"You're so brave, calling me in the middle of the night."

"Her, I'm sure she won't. Don't think too much about it."

Huo Yunting turned his head inadvertently, saw Shen Nanxing's face, his expression froze slightly, and he subconsciously hung up the phone.

There was obviously a hint of anger on the gloomy face when he saw her. Shen Nanxing noticed this subtly, but ignored that what Huo Yunting was holding in his hand was her mobile phone.

Shen Nanxing remained silent, thinking that it was He Xiaowen calling to check on him.

The more this situation arose, the more important it was to clearly identify one's position. She tactfully walked to the bedside and rolled up a thin quilt into a long strip.

When they go to bed at night, they lie on each side of the big bed, and no one disturbs each other.

She seldom came to Mingcui Villa, and with her grandfather's sudden illness, everyone was so busy that they naturally forgot to prepare a new nightgown for her.

So the one she was wearing was just the one that Huo Yunting had eliminated and didn't throw away.

It's a bit wide and still has a hint of stale smell.

Ana Shen bent down to roll up the quilt with a small movement, but the bathrobe still slipped off her shoulders, revealing her fair and charming collarbone.

Her long hair was randomly curled up, and a few drops of water slid down from her hair and dripped onto her half-naked shoulders.

But in the eyes of men, details that were not noticed by the parties involved were deliberate seductions.

"Tonight, we'll keep our distance. This way, you'll be doing her justice."

Huo Yunting leaned against the wall, his dark eyes swept over her lightly, completely ignoring her words.

"Give birth to a child and lock her up."

Huo Yunting recalled what his grandfather had said to Shen Nanxing.

alright.

Ana Shen looked at his masterpiece and couldn't help but smile. Tonight should be Christmas Eve.

But when she stood up, she accidentally touched him, and when the warmth hit her skin, she couldn't help but shiver.

"tonight……"

Huo Yunting felt inexplicably irritated. He hooked his arm around her slender waist and held her in his arms. He lifted her chin with his hands firmly on her hips, "What are you doing tonight?"

His voice was magnetic and seemed to have a tempting allure that could draw people into his imagination.

Ana Shen swallowed her saliva, like a little white rabbit caught in a net, the man's scalding body temperature made her breathing become rapid.

Subconsciously looking up and looking at each other, Shen Nanxing found that Huo Yunting's Adam's apple seemed to roll slightly. He lowered his head and stared at her, his eyes fixed on her chest.