When the sound of water in the bathroom started again, there were sounds outside that Mu Anhan couldn’t hear.
On the contrary, her figure was seen through the glass door.
Of course, the one watching her was none other than Gu Xiaozhan.
Just as he pushed open the glass door, several silver needles flew toward him, and Mu Anhan swiftly wrapped herself in a towel.
"Ding ding ding..."
The silver needles all fell to the ground, and in that mont when Mu Anhan was wrapping her towel, the intruder drew close, pressing against her back.
Mu Anhan was shocked. Is the hotel’s security that poor?
Moreover, the intruder’s skills were quite high, even above hers.
Just as she was about to reach for the silver needles again, the intruder twisted her hands behind her back and pinned her against the wall.
"Who are you?" Mu Anhan knew she couldn’t win, but the scent was so familiar.
She wanted to turn back to see, but the person behind her suddenly held her head down.
"Husband..." Mu Anhan quickly called out.
The man behind her didn’t speak, but his silence confird it, and she imdiately relaxed.
Gu Xiaozhan saw that she recognized him by his familiar scent, and his anger slightly subsided.
He looked at her wet black hair draped over her snow-white fragrant shoulders, her body exuding a captivating fragrance. It had only been a day apart, yet he was eager to see her.
He knew she ca to the hotel, yet she didn’t co to him first?
So, he ca looking for her.
Mu Anhan saw that he still wouldn’t let her look at him, and was holding her still, not allowing her any movent. She had a clever idea, "Husband, where are you? There’s a flower thief here!"
Flower thief? Gu Xiaozhan was startled, knowing she was deliberately saying that.
"Your husband isn’t here? Just giving the flower thief a chance to admire the view." He said coldly from behind her.
Mu Anhan snorted arrogantly, "Do you know who my husband is? My husband is amazing! You better leave! Or my husband will break your legs!"
Gu Xiaozhan didn’t know whether to feel happy or angry after hearing that.
The amazing person is him, and the one to get his legs broken is also him.
"Nothing to say, right?" Mu Anhan smiled smugly, "A wise man knows when to retreat, so leave quickly!"
The flower thief not only didn’t leave but instead pressed his head against her nape, inhaling the scent of her hair, "I want to see just how amazing your husband is."
As he spoke, he kissed her delicate and beautiful earlobe like white jade.
Mu Anhan’s legs went weak, nearly slipping to the ground.
"Are you afraid?" he asked huskily.
"Of course not!" she huffed coquettishly.
"Then why are your legs weak?"
"..."
"I know, you’re anticipating this flower thief!"
"I am not." Mu Anhan was both shy and coy, knowing full well that this flower thief was her husband. She originally wanted to give him a hard ti but couldn’t help feeling moved.
"Really? Let check!"
"No!" Mu Anhan softly cried out.
His kisses fell tenderly and delicately on her snow-white neck, gentle as water, yet as lingering as the wind.
"You flower thief... hurry and leave! Don’t touch ..." Mu Anhan spoke in broken sentences.
"I think you want this flower thief to stay..." he laughed softly.
Mu Anhan couldn’t win forcefully, so she chose to give in. She whimpered, "I have a husband, don’t touch , okay? Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you! I can’t betray my husband..."
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