Wedding Night! A Regretful Marriage to Her Disabled Rival! - Chapter 380 - Chapter 380: You Want to Run After Flirting?

Chapter 380: You Want to Run After Flirting?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Qingcheng felt the movement of Huo Sicheng’s scorching hand.

Her body trembled, feeling as if it had caught fire in an instant.

Hot.

Very hot.

So hot that she wanted to strip.

She raised her hand to lightly pull at her neckline, feeling too overheated.

Huo Sicheng, noticing Gu Qingcheng’s action of tugging at her collar, had his breath catch.

Tall.

Pristine white.

His gaze landed on a secret part of her that enticed him deeply.

“Husband…” Gu Qingcheng called out sweetly.

Huo Sicheng tensed up instantly, grabbing her hand that was pulling at her collar and wrapping his other arm around Gu Qingcheng’s slender waist, his voice hoarse and unstable: “I’m here, behave, let me hug you.”

His strong arms encircled Gu Qingcheng, hiding her blushing, shy beauty in his embrace.

In the car with Ah Qing present, Gu Qingcheng’s allure was for him alone; he wouldn’t allow anyone else to see her in such a tempting state.

Leaning against Huo Sicheng, Gu Qingcheng already felt hot, and his embrace only intensified the heat.

“Hot, husband, I’m hot.”

Huo Sicheng, listening to Gu Qingcheng’s voice, felt even hotter than she did.

“Ah Qing!”

Ah Qing had already turned on the air conditioning, replying respectfully,

“Young Master, I’ve turned on the AC.”

After saying this, he conscientiously pressed a button in the car, and a black soundproof screen rose between the driver’s seat and the back seat, separating them.

At this moment, Huo Sicheng’s eyes were filled with Gu Qingcheng, as he peppered her dark hair with gentle kisses.

“Be good, it won’t be hot in a moment.”

His breathing was heavy, desperately restraining his desire for Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng felt the arms around her squeezing tightly, almost making it difficult to breathe, her body aching a bit.

However, she had recovered from the dizziness induced by Huo Sicheng’s flirting.

Her face was red and burning, too shy to lift her head, burrowing into Huo Sicheng’s chest.

Originally, she was teasing him, but ended up being seduced by him instead.

She was almost losing control, her body feeling a hot and uncomfortable desire and joy.

This made her realize that when she teased Huo Sicheng, he must have felt the same way.

She bit her lower lip, daring not to tease him recklessly anymore.

After a while, the car stopped, the soundproof screen lowered slightly, and Ah Qing’s cautious voice sounded, “Young Master, Madam, we’ve arrived at the mall.”

“Ah Qing, we won’t be buying groceries,” Gu Qingcheng responded before Huo

Sicheng could, “Drive us home.”

Ah Qing: “Yes, Madam.”

Huo Sicheng’s disheveled breathing had calmed down. Hearing Gu Qingcheng’s calm voice, he knew she had settled down.

He asked her in a hoarse voice, “Dare you still tease me?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare to tease?” Gu Qingcheng retorted proudly, “I’ll tease if I want to, I’ve never been afraid.

Huo Sicheng chuckled deeply, “Since you dare to tease me, why don’t you dare to look at me?”

Provoked by Huo Sicheng, Gu Qingcheng immediately looked up at him.

Pouting, she faced Huo Sicheng with a proud yet shy expression.

Caught in his bright, passionate gaze, her heart fluttered.

“Who says I don’t dare to look at you, I am looking at you now,” she said, feigning calmness, “Hmph.”

Huo Sicheng loved her proud yet charming demeanor, gently lifting her chin and kissing her red lips.

“You are the boldest woman in the world,” he whispered against her lips, his voice soft and gentle, “I like you this way.”

Gu Qingcheng’s cheeks burned even hotter, her eyes shy but proud as she hummed in response.

“You must like me, or else I’ll beat you up.”

Huo Sicheng laughed softly, “My life has been yours since the moment we met.

You can do whatever you want with me.”

Gu Qingcheng knew Huo Sicheng was right.

His life had been hers since they met as children in the Longshan Cemetery.

He had donated a kidney, given blood, and even used methods she couldn’t know to take care of her for many years.

His life was hers, and hers had long been his.

She smiled gently, tenderly hugging Huo Sicheng’s strong waist, resting her head softly against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, feeling completely safe and happy.

Inside Wanmei Villa, Gu Qingcheng, wearing an apron, hummed a song while cooking.

Huo Xuan sat on a chair, his hand supporting his cheek, looking at his blissfully happy mother with a face full of love.

“Daddy, I watched the live stream today. Mommy danced so beautifully. And Mommy’s student Ziyu won the championship. Wasn’t Mommy supposed to attend the celebration banquet? Why is she at home cooking for baby and Daddy?”

Huo Sicheng, sitting beside Huo Xuan, gazed at her with deep affection in his elongated, phoenix-shaped eyes.

“Every movement of your mother’s dance, the strength and grace in each gesture, showcases her balance of toughness and gentleness as a woman,” he told Huo Xuan softly. “Originally, your mother was supposed to go to the banquet, but she changed her decision for me.”

Huo Xuan looked at his father in surprise.

His father’s eyes, happy and tender as they watched his mother, shone brightly like stars.

Happiness—his father’s gaze conveyed immense happiness.

He understood happiness well because the day his mother appeared, he was overjoyed not to be ridiculed by his classmates as a child without a mother.

Of course, his greatest joy wasn’t just the absence of ridicule, but because his mother loved and accepted him, and his father was no longer alone because of her.

He now had a family, a complete family.

A father, a mother, and their little family of three.

He was happy, always joyous and content.

“Mommy loves Daddy very much,” he sweetly told his father. “Otherwise,

Mommy would never change her decision for Daddy. So, Daddy, you must love Mommy with all your life, always envelop her in your love, and never let anything sad or painful happen to her again.”

Huo Sicheng’s eyes, filled with Gu Qingcheng, opened slightly to respond to

Huo Xuan.

“I have always loved your mother with all my life.”

Always, he had always deeply loved her.

“But no matter how much you love Mommy, you’re a straight man, eh,” Huo Xuan tilted his head, looking at his father. “Don’t you want to learn how to flirt with Mommy? Or how to speak sweet nothings? Mommy really likes to hear Daddy’s sweet words, and she especially hates it when Daddy ‘gets sick.”‘

Huo Sicheng: “Gets sick?”

“Straight man syndrome,” Huo Xuan reminded Huo Sicheng. “I just told you about your straight man syndrome. Mommy really hates it when Daddy has straight man syndrome, so baby…”

He spoke while pulling out a small pocketbook from his clothes.

“Here, Daddy, take this,” he handed it to Huo Sicheng. “You should thank baby.

Baby has put a lot of effort into Daddy and Mommy’s happiness.”

Hearing Huo Xuan’s words, Huo Sicheng, who had been fixedly gazing at Gu Qingcheng, gave a portion of his attention to Huo Xuan. He glanced over, his expression visibly stunned.

“Huo Xuan, what is this?”