The happy life of crossing

Chapter 20

Xia An'an was a little embarrassing for a moment. According to common sense, she should be angry at this time. As a wife, seeing her husband chatting with other women at night, and knowing that woman has other thoughts about him, even a woman would be upset. Comfortable, but the point is, she and his husband are not close enough to meddle in his private affairs. If she gets angry, she will be a little unreasonable.

So she was at a loss for a while, just stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react.

Huo Mingxuan walked up to her quite naturally, and put the things in his hand on the bedside table next to her, "Get some medicine."

"Ah?" Xia An'an didn't react for a while.

But he didn't expect Huo Mingxuan to sit down beside her bed, took her hand, and naturally squeezed some medicine on the back of her hand.

It's common for chefs to get their hands injured, so she didn't care when the splashed oil scalded the back of her hand and soaked a few blisters, but she didn't expect that Huo Mingxuan would find the blisters on her hand and even take medicine for her.

His palm was dry and warm, and his slender knuckles gently wiped the back of her hand. Suddenly, a numbness spread from the back of his hand to his whole body.

Although he still had that icy look, his attitude was too natural, as if it was normal for her to give medicine for such an intimacy.

Xia An'an's body was unbearably stiff, "Ming...Ming Xuan?"

His movements are completely different from the gentleness of his unsmiling face, "You have worked hard today, you have cooked so many dishes, and I have been married to you for so long, I didn't even know you were so good at cooking."

Xia Anan tensed up, "When I was young, my family was poor and my mouth was delicious. I didn't have the money to buy delicious food outside, so I had to do it myself."

"Hmm." He responded lightly.

Xia An'an was a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

"We can't let the elders in the family know that we sleep in separate rooms, so I can only wrong you tonight."

Xia Anan lowered her head in embarrassment, "It's okay."

While speaking, he had already wiped all the medicine on the back of her hand, not only that, he also patiently rubbed it lightly, letting the skin absorb the medicine before stopping.

He stood up, "You go to bed first, I'll take a shower." After speaking, he walked gracefully into the bathroom with his long legs, and soon Xia An'an heard the sound of running water coming from the room.

Her hand seemed to still have his gentle strength. Xia Anan shrank into the bed, looking at the back of his hand that had been carefully smeared with ointment, she suddenly had a very strong idea that she should maintain a good relationship with her husband It's a good relationship, she has a family and children, she can't give other women a chance to sneak in.

While Xia Anan was thinking wildly, the bathroom door opened, and she heard Huo Mingxuan's footsteps approaching, and her heartbeat started to speed up. In order to cover up her strangeness, she could only turn her back quietly, pull the quilt up and cover her face cover.

Huo Mingxuan went to the bed and sat down. Even though the bed was wide enough, she could still feel his masculine breath permeating up.

Xia Anan felt even more nervous! !

"Sleeping?" he asked softly.

Xia An'an swallowed, "Yes."

He turned off the bedside lamp, and the room darkened instantly. Then he went to bed, pulled the quilt over, and lay down with a certain distance from her.

His sense of presence is so strong, as soon as he lays down, she just feels as if the whole bed is occupied by him, and she can only keep lowering her sense of presence to avoid being touched by him.

She bit her lower lip tightly, closed her eyes, and felt that her heart was beating unreasonably fast. She originally wanted to take this opportunity to deal with him properly, but she didn't expect that she would be so disappointing. As soon as he lay on her With her around, she couldn't say anything, and just trying to suppress this tension seemed to drain all of her strength.

The two lay silently, without speaking for a long time, and they didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

Xia Anan turned around stiffly, his stalwart back was in front of her eyes, and she could hug him as soon as she reached out.

He is her husband, and she owes a lot to her husband. She wants to ease the relationship with him, and today is a great opportunity.

Hug him, Xia Anan.

Xia An'an tremblingly stretched out her hand, but when she was about to touch him, she timidly withdrew it back.

If she really hugged him, would he think she was too frivolous?

Just give your husband a hug and you're still a bitch, don't talk about hugging him, it's only natural for you to fuck him, okay?

But it is true to say so, but the relationship between them is so subtle...

Just when she was struggling violently in her heart, the man who fell asleep with his back to her suddenly turned over. Under the faint light outside the window, his handsome face instantly fell into her eyes, and his The usually deep eyes just met her panicked eyes.

(End of this chapter)