Chapter 43 Wen Man, Actually, Really Clean

Ran a generous gift: two villas and two high-end apartments in the city center.Jewelry was different; Wen Man had given An Ran a separate gift.Main bedroom of the second master suite.Wen Man opened th...Wen Man was very tired.

But at night she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Every time she drifted off, she would feel herself held in a powerful embrace by arms, and hear the man's voice calling her name softly: "Wen Man..."

She woke up in alarm.

The dimly lit bedroom, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering through the curtains, cast an ethereal glow that made everything appear hazy and unreal.

Wen Man sat up and gently touched her face.

It's not a dream.

She slept in Huo Shaoting's house, in his bed...

The bedroom door creaked open. Huo Shaoting, after finishing his work and returning to sleep, saw Wen Man sitting on the bed, her face full of confusion, like a pitiful little puppy.

Ho Shaoting gave up the idea of turning on the light and walked to the bed to sit down, gently stroking her soft long hair. "Why aren't you asleep yet"

Wen Man leaned against his shoulder docilely, following the line of his hand.

Huo Shao-ting knew what she wanted to ask, and whispered in her ear: "I've made arrangements just now. I'll run over tomorrow morning, and it should be possible to get bail out if nothing unexpected happens."

Wen Man was deeply grateful.

She didn't speak, she just hugged his neck.

At a youthful and spirited age, Huo Shaoting saw no need to compromise himself. Thus, everything happened naturally, under his guidance, the two embraced, kissing passionately...

Wen Man was a little nervous for the first time, her hands and feet didn't know where to put.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

The more so, the more Huo Shaoting was deeply moved. ...

Just as both parties were confused and lost in their feelings, Wen Man frowned and let out a soft cry of pain.

"What's wrong" Huo Shaoting breathed hot air against her ear, asking softly.

Wen Man trembled her voice: "My heel is rubbed raw, it hurts a little."

Huo Shaoting cupped her head in his palm, looking down at her with a hint of authority. Wen Man was afraid he would be unhappy, so she hugged his neck and softly said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ho Shao-ting chuckled softly.

He gently nudged her with his nose, his voice hoarse and rough: "Teacher Wen, are you even more eager than I am"

Wen Man's face was red as if it were about to bleed.

Ho Shaoting stopped teasing her and reached out to switch on a bedside lamp. The warm yellow light illuminated their faces, making their expressions clear for all to see.

Wen Man quickly used the sheet to cover herself.

Huo Shaoting smiled: “So shy I thought you were a young girl who didn’t understand what was going on, and I wouldn't dare to make a move.”

He was just joking, but he didn't know that Wen Man had never been with a man.

He got out of bed to get her the medicine box. Wen Man watched his back.

He was well-built, with lean muscles covering a tall frame. He was slender without being too bulky.

Before Ho Shao Ting came back, Wen Man quickly put on a shirt.

For a moment, Huo Shaoting went back to get the medicine box. Wen Man had already sat on the bed and said softly, "I'll do it myself."

Ho Shao-ting held her.

He crouched down, kneeling to grasp Wen Man's foot gently in his hands, and carefully applied medicine to her wound.

Wen Man felt deeply uneasy.

In this relationship, she felt Huo Shaoting didn't need to be so good to her, at least not so considerate.

Ho Shao-ting raised his eyes: "Don't move."

Guessing her thoughts, he said softly, "I don't like forcing anyone. We were equal during the time we spent together... Well, ideally, we should both be happy."

This is so bold.

Wen Man wanted to ask him how many relationships like this he had had, but the words died in her mouth. It was pointless: they were nothing! Huo Shaoting didn't say it explicitly, but she understood his meaning. He would be good to her, but when he got tired of it, that was the end of their relationship!

Wen Man thought: She should be grateful to him, for leaving her a shred of dignity when she was at her most vulnerable.That child, about seven or eight years old, was unbelievably pretty.Skin is fair and smooth.Her hair is dark brown and a little curly....He stood beside Zhang Baiyan, timidly looking at Qin Yu. Others...