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Chapter 25 Be good, Aci, relax.
Wen Ci rested for nearly 10 minutes to finish washing the pots and pans. She shook the water off her hands and suddenly remembered the wool sweater she had bought for Huo Jingyuan.

She walked to the door of the master bedroom and waved to Huo Jingyuan, who was sitting on the sofa: "Huo Jingyuan, come here for a moment."

"what happened?"

Huo Jingyuan's expression was calm and his emotions were unreadable, but in the afternoon he had heard Xue Li mention that Wen Ci had bought him a wool sweater.

Come here.

Wen Ci was unaware that Huo Jingyuan already knew about her plan to give a gift.

Huo Jingyuan walked up to Wen Ci. The temperature difference between day and night in the Northwest was quite large, so Huo Jingyuan specially put on a dark green military jacket.

Wen Ci reached out her hand, a slight smile playing on her lips as she stood on tiptoe: "Let me help you take off your clothes."

The man's eyes widened in panic as he stared at her silently.

"Comrade Huo seems a little flustered."

"No."

As he spoke, Huo Jingyuan took off his jacket, revealing a training t-shirt underneath, which showed off his well-defined and perfect muscle lines.

Wen Ci's mouth watered, but after she managed to restrain herself, she hooked her hand around her belt, her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled charmingly: "Comrade Huo, it seems you practice your physical fitness often."

Hearing the soft voice, the man's eyes darkened as he stared at Wen Ci's glistening red lips and swallowed hard: "Do you know what you're doing?"

Wen Ci clearly hadn't applied any cosmetics.

But those red lips were glistening with moisture.

Wen Ci didn't respond, but just chuckled.

The bedroom lights were off, and the room was dark. Wen Ci didn't intend to turn on the lights either, as her eyesight was good enough to see her surroundings in the dark.

Wen Ci hooked her finger around Huo Jingyuan's belt, her index finger clearly feeling a slight burning heat. She lowered her voice and whispered in the man's ear, "Why don't you guess what gift I'm going to give you?"

Huo Jingyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I don't know." As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Ci loosened her index finger from his belt, using a retreat as a tactic to stir Huo Jingyuan's heartstrings and make him unable to control his most primal desires.

When I saw Xue Li at the door earlier.

Wen Ci had already realized that Huo Jingyuan already knew about the wool sweater gift.

Therefore, the gift she wanted to give Huo Jingyuan was herself.

In the darkness, Huo Jingyuan couldn't see Wen Ci's figure clearly. He felt Wen Ci loosen her grip on her belt, and a hint of anxiety flickered in his dark eyes.

By the dim light outside the room, Huo Jingyuan saw Wen Ci's location, reached out and put his arm around her waist, gently pulling her close.

The man lowered his head to meet Wen Ci's eyes, his gaze filled with lust. He licked his dry lips and asked, "Are you really sure about this?"

After repeated questioning, Wen Ci smiled and said, "I've made it so obvious, don't you understand? Do I have to take the initiative for A Yuan to be willing?"

The name "A Yuan" broke Huo Jingyuan's last line of defense.

Unable to suppress the heat within him any longer, he took the initiative to kiss her, his masculine scent washing over her without giving Wen Ci any chance to initiate the kiss.

"Well--"

Wen Ci hadn't expected Huo Jingyuan to be so perceptive, but his foreplay was terrible; he just kept demanding more, and somehow their clothes disappeared.

Taking advantage of the brief respite, Wen Ci recovered and gently brushed her hand across Huo Jingyuan's earlobe. The tingling sensation went straight to his heart, making him feel even more intensely hot.

Wen Ci was almost breathless from the kiss. She pushed Huo Jingyuan away, her heaving chest making her cleavage even more alluring. She said disdainfully, "Huo Jingyuan, is kissing all you can do?"

"What do you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Ci frowned, opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.

"Good girl, relax."

(End of this chapter)