Chapter: 931
Huo Shaoting was sweating on his forehead.
His voice was hoarse: "Where did you learn this, Mrs. Huo?"
Wen Man suddenly pushed him away and started buttoning her clothes tightly. Then she raised her eyes and brushed her long brown curly hair, and smiled slightly: "My husband!"
Huo Shaoting was so angry!
But he really thought that just now he was seduced by her, and he was so angry!
At this time, there was a sound in the bathroom. It was little Hosie coming out of the bath!
Wen Man gathered her clothes and said seriously: "Huo Shaoting, until you respect our marriage, I will not sleep with you again!"
Just after he finished speaking, little Hoxi came out.
Naked, covered in water.
Wen Man held a big bath towel and wrapped it around her little body, with a gentle look on her face!
She dried Hoxi's body and put on her pajamas, dimmed the lights in the children's room, and then gently leaned on the bedside to read a fairy tale book to her... But little Hosi was only interested in the smell of her body.
Her little face was arched. If it was normal, Wen Man would give her something to eat.
But Huo Shaoting was there, and she patted the little guy gently...
Slowly, little Hosie fell asleep!
Huo Shaoting walked over, bent down and kissed Huo Xi, complaining a little: "Do you sleep here every day?"
The lights are dim.
Wen Man looked at him and said calmly: "I didn't care where you slept before! Huo Shaoting... I hope you can take the initiative to deal with Chu Lian, otherwise, I will deal with her!"
Huo Shaoting sat on the edge of the bed.
She is gentle and attractive...
He admitted that he was like any man in the world who was seduced, and now he was willing to reach for the stars and the moon for her...
Huo Shaoting suddenly understood.
The first thing Wen Man wanted to protect was his children, but it was actually him!
This discovery made him a little uncomfortable.
He looked down at her gentle face and seemed to see another version of himself in her��
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