Transmigrated into the Eighties: The Young Master is Pampered Daily by a Rough Man

Forbidden-desire, mad, villainous rough man VS Transmigrated lucky young master. Song Chi transmigrated into a book.

Good news, he became the son of a rich man. Bad news, he's an arrogant...

Chapter 735: A Different Way to Coax Your Husband and the Coaxed Husband

"Wife..."

Huo Yuan rushed into the entrance hall, quickly changed his shoes and ran to the second floor. He was so anxious that he didn't have time to greet the elders sitting on the sofa in the hall.

The elders were used to it and didn't say anything, but were just curious about why Huo Yuan was so flustered.

"Is this a quarrel?"

Someone looked at Huo Yuan running upstairs and asked in confusion.

Father Huo, "It must be that brat who made Xiaoji angry."

After hearing this, no one objected.

The reason is that Huo Yuan is usually very good at making people angry, so they all have preconceived notions about him.

Huo Yuan didn't know that he was being wronged, and he ran back to his room quickly, gasping for breath.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked into the room with rapid breathing, closed the door and looked for Wei Ji.

But there was no sign of Wei Ji in the room, but the light was on in the bathroom.

Huo Yuan, whose chest was heaving from running, hurried to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw his wife standing under the shower, her head tilted back, taking a shower.

Huo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He took off his clothes and put them on the rack beside him, then walked towards Wei Ji who was under the shower. He hugged Wei Ji from behind and asked uncomfortably, "Wife, are you still angry?"

Wei Ji did not answer this question, but turned to Huo Yuan with a frown and said, "Take a shower by yourself, don't stick to me."

Huo Yuan looked a little lost.

He thought Wei Ji was still angry, so he didn't dare to say anything and just took a shower obediently.

Wei Jixian took a shower and came out of the bathroom, then used a hair dryer to blow dry his hair on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Huo Yuan came out of the shower and hugged Wei Ji's waist from behind. He buried his head in the back of Wei Ji's neck and apologized, "I'm sorry, honey. I was wrong. I shouldn't have misunderstood that you would be seduced by your uncle."

Wei Ji paused in blowing his hair, but still didn't speak.

After he finished drying his hair, he handed the hair dryer to Huo Yuan behind him and said, "Blow it yourself."

"Oh! Okay."

Huo Yuan took the hair dryer sullenly, lowered his head and raised his hand to blow his hair.

Wei Ji didn't wait for Huo Yuan and walked towards the big bed.

Huo Yuan dried his hair and put the hair dryer away before walking carefully to the big bed and sitting next to Wei Ji. He stole a glance at Wei Ji who was leaning against the headboard and looking at the panel.

Knowing that Huo Yuan had returned, Wei Ji turned off the panel, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Huo Yuan looked towards the bathroom in confusion.

About ten minutes later, Wei Ji came back. He kicked Huo Yuan off the bed as usual and sat astride him.

Huo Yuan was lying flat on his back, blinking foolishly at Wei Ji on his body.

Suddenly his face turned red. Did his wife prepare it herself just now?

Wei Ji didn't scold the blushing Huo Yuan. Instead, he grabbed Huo Yuan's collar and said sternly to him, "Mr. Huo, let me make it clear to you right now. No matter how outstanding other men are, I, Wei Ji, am not interested in them. If you dare to complain again, I'll go back to City M."

Huo Yuan did not immediately apologize or admit his mistake. Instead, he looked at Wei Ji on his body and asked with uneasiness, "Are you sure you will only be with me from now on and won't fall for anyone else?"

Wei Ji knew that Huo Yuan was influenced by his mother again, so he frowned and said directly, "Not everyone is like that woman, unfaithful to their marriage."

Huo Yuan's eyes turned red as he was seen through.

He immediately stood up, hugged Wei Ji, buried his head in the crook of Wei Ji's neck, and said with a nasal voice in relief, "I will never let my imagination run wild again."

Wei Ji breathed a sigh of relief, finally he understood.

"Wife, let's not go out tomorrow, okay?"

Huo Yuan breathed hot air into Wei Ji's ear, unable to suppress his question.

Wei Ji could have refused, but he didn't.

He took the initiative to lower his head towards Huo Yuan and opened his mouth.

Huo Yuan's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He raised his head and quickly blocked Wei Ji's lips, then hugged Wei Ji, who was leaning down to kiss him, and threw him down, leaning over to deepen the gap.

Wei Ji raised his head and responded to Huo Yuan's kiss. He did not stop Huo Yuan and let Huo Yuan attack him.

At this moment, Huo Yuan truly confirmed that Wei Ji belonged to him and would never leave him for the rest of his life.