Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
His burning palms wandered across her waist—he had her wrapped around his finger.
His tongue pressed deeper into her mouth.
Huo Weiwu mustered all the strength she had to force his tongue out, but instead, he somehow sucked her tongue into his mouth.
It felt like she was caught in a swirl and had no way of retreating.
Huo Weiwu was so flustered that beads of sweat gathered on her nose.
Gu Haoting was too strong and filled with ambition. He was like a King who had the highest authority over everything, and as he stood at the peak, he exuded magnificent charm.
Huo Weiwu was reminded of a great historical figure—Julius Caesar.
Julius Caesar was born into a noble family and subsequently became an outstanding military commander. With his understanding of government and strategy, he was able to become the ruler of the Roman empire. He rushed straight into power and dictatorship. Countless women daydreamed all day and night about becoming his woman.
The impression that Gu Haoting gave her was very similar to that of Julius Caesar.
He made it impossible for her to turn away from him.
“My foot hurts,” Huo Weiwu said finally, searching for an excuse.
Gu Haoting gazed at her, but there seemed to be darkness in his eyes. “Does it really?”
“Yeah.”
“Can I say that my lips hurt instead?” Huo Weiwu thought.
“Don’t read novels like that in the future. Even if you do, you must wait until I’m around. Do you understand?” asked Gu Haoting in a booming voice.
“I don’t read very much. My friend was the one who dropped off these books for me,” said Huo Weiwu ambiguously.
Gu Haoting frowned. “Is your friend male or female?”
“She’s a girl,” replied Huo Weiwu.
“Minimize contact with people like that,” said Gu Haoting as he walked to the bathroom. He needed to put out the fire at his crotch. Otherwise, it would remain swollen and hurt him.
Huo Weiwu watched him enter the bathroom before dumping all the books and tapes into the top drawer. She then locked it with a key.
Someone started knocking on the door.
Huo Weiwu got out of bed and opened the door.
“These are the clothes that Master will change into,” said Auntie Long benevolently.
Huo Weiwu glanced at the folded clothes in the woman’s hands and thought, “When did he bring all his clothes here as well?”
“Could it be that he intends to stay here in the future? My home is like a tiny shack; it’s not good enough for someone of his stature.”
Auntie Long placed the clothes in Huo Weiwu’s hands and then retreated. She even shut the door for them.
Huo Weiwu frowned. In any case, it wasn’t like she had never seen Gu Haoting’s body.
Huo Weiwu pushed open the door and entered the bathroom without even knocking. In a composed manner, she said, “Here are your clothes.”
Water was streaming along Gu Haoting’s defined muscles.
Huo Weiwu’s eyes trailed down and caught sight of something eye-catching: it was like a mighty soldier, majestic and vigorous at the same time.
She dropped her head and hurriedly left.
The thought of that body part being used on her in the future made her heart race. It was a terrifying prospect.
The door opened with a click.
Huo Weiwu turned her head toward the bathroom.
Gu Haoting emerged wearing a beige pullover and white shorts.
His hair was still wet, and the water droplets were falling onto his broad shoulders. He looked like a man walking through a drenching rain.
“Why did you run away? Are you afraid I’ll eat you up?” asked Gu Haoting with a raised eyebrow.
Huo Weiwu handed him a clean towel. “When did I run away? Moreover, do you think I stand a chance against you?”
“It’s good that you realize that,” said Gu Haoting as he took the towel and dried his hair suavely. He then thrust the towel back into her hand and said in a low voice, “Sleep with me.”
“Aren’t you going back to your home to sleep tonight?” Huo Weiwu blurted.
Gu Haoting’s cold eyes darkened and grew even icier. His jaw clenched. “You’re trying to chase me away.”
“I’m used to sleeping alone,” said Huo Weiwu gently.
Gu Haoting sat down on her bed. His gaze was drawn to one side of the bed as he said in a deep voice, “It’s good to have such a habit before marriage, but you’ll have to change it after we get married. I wouldn’t like having to sleep in separate beds from my wife.”