After finishing his work, he wanted to go up to Lin Han and talk to her, but he was afraid that his sweaty body would offend her, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower first.

Lin Han barely exerted herself, so she didn't break a sweat. She took a small basin, filled it with water, and used a small towel to wipe down all the newly bought furniture.

Huo Qizheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, shirtless, wearing only military-style shorts without a belt, the edge of his underwear peeking out from the waistband.

Hearing footsteps behind her, Lin Han turned to Huo Qizheng and said, "Let's install the curtains in a bit. I had someone else make them for me."

She turned her head and was met with a wall of flesh, the firm and well-defined pectoral muscles making one want to reach out and poke them.

Although she had seen Huo Qizheng's body many times, the sense of strength he felt after waking up was incomparable to when he was lying unconscious in bed.

The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with well-defined muscle lines that weren't exaggerated—everything was just right, perfectly matching Lin Han's aesthetic standards.

She finds it a little hard to accept if it's the kind of particularly muscular build.

She couldn't help but swallow, and Huo Qizheng took in her little action, then grabbed her hand and placed it on his abs.

Lin Han felt a burn on her fingertips and struggled to escape.

But Huo Qizheng didn't give way. With a little force, Lin Han had nowhere to escape.

This little woman liked to mess around with him when he was sick; her soft little hands would wander over almost every inch of his skin.

He grabbed Lin Han's hand and slid it down from her abs.

Lin Han was a little shy at first, but then she thought that they were already married and legally married, so what was she afraid of?

Besides, Huo Qizheng has always been in control of her, so she can't afford to lose out.

So he provocatively hooked the edge of Huo Qizheng's underwear with his index finger and then let go, the elastic waistband snapping against Huo Qizheng's body with a slap.

The man's eyes reddened, his gaze filled with throbbing emotions. He breathed heavily as he pulled Lin Han into his arms and lowered his head to stare at her lips.

Lin Han saw Huo Qizheng's Adam's apple bob, and then his lips covered hers.

"Hmm~ The curtains aren't hung up yet, people will see."

Huo Qizheng stepped aside to shield Lin Han completely, saying, "You won't see me."

Lin Han: ...What's the difference between seeing you and seeing me?

Huo Qizheng couldn't wait any longer and seized her lips like a storm.

Lin Han murmured, "Ouch~ it hurts!"

He dared not move again, enduring the violent churning, and lowered his head, his heavy breathing spraying onto Lin Han's neck.

Having kissed for so long, Lin Han herself was also feeling uncomfortable. Seeing that the man wasn't making any moves, she stood on tiptoe and bit his Adam's apple.

"Hmm~"

Huo Qizheng let out a muffled groan, his strong defenses completely crumbling. He lifted Lin Han onto the sofa, placed one leg against her side, and deepened the kiss.

"Huo Qizheng..."

"Um?"

"Don't touch me."

The man felt sorry for her. Seeing that her eyes were filled with tears and her lips were swollen from being kissed, he obediently withdrew his hands from Lin Han's clothes.

"I'd better go hang up the curtains first."