Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 97 His Bewitching Kiss

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 His Bewitching Kiss

In reality, he hadn’t done anything to her; it was just his breathing that was so hot and heavy.

An Ge had a hard time helping him to the master bedroom upstairs, and then he ordered her to run the bathwater and pour him some water to drink.

By the time she had prepared the bath and laid out his change of clothes, she was nearly exhausted.

Despite this, she didn’t dare to slack off for a moment.

She wiped the sweat from her face and said to the man sitting with eyes closed, resting on the single sofa,

"Young Master Huo, the bath is ready. You can go in now."

It took almost a minute before the man finally responded with an "Mm-hmm."

Perhaps because he was drunk, his voice was incredibly hoarse, "I have a headache. Go make some hangover soup."

He seemed really pained, massaging his temples with his fingers as he said, "Bring it in when it’s ready."

An Ge said okay, then quickly retreated to make the hangover soup.

Twenty minutes later, she appeared at Huo Shaoyan’s bedroom door with the hangover soup in hand.

She knocked on the master bedroom door, "Young Master Huo, the hangover soup is ready. Have you finished bathing?"

But there was no response from inside.

An Ge bit her lip and said again, "Young Master Huo, how about I leave the hangover soup in the living room..."

"Bring it in."

The voice wasn’t loud, seeming to come from the direction of the bathroom.

Had he still not finished bathing?

An Ge hesitated for a few seconds but eventually pushed the door open and went in.

After setting the hangover soup on the coffee table, she spoke to the illuminated bathroom door, "Young Master Huo, I placed the hangover soup on the counter..."

"Bring it in."

An Ge: "..."

Bring it in?

Did this man not understand the concept of gender roles?

How was she supposed to bring it in?

What if she saw something she shouldn’t, and the next day he sobered up and held it against her?

"What are you dawdling for? Bring it in!"

He had clearly lost his patience, irritation boiling over.

An Ge could only hope that the marrow transplant for her mother would go smoothly tomorrow. Like Uncle Fu said, she couldn’t afford to provoke this man at such a critical time.

Moreover, with what happened with Tang Jiuze earlier that evening, the man was already infuriated.

So, An Ge could only pick up the hangover soup and brace herself to walk toward the bathroom.

The instant the door opened, she was overwhelmed by the thick steam in the bathroom.

Soon, a layer of moisture gathered on her long lashes.

She refrained from looking around, standing by the wash basin in the bathroom, and said to the man still soaking in the bathtub, "Young Master Huo, I placed the hangover soup on the counter..."

"Bring it in."

An Ge’s face turned red, "Young Master Huo, we’re different genders. This isn’t appropriate."

As if he had heard a joke, the man coldly retorted,

"If you had any sense of shame, you wouldn’t be meeting a married man at night." He paused, his voice turning even colder, "Bring it in."

An Ge felt her heart tighten slightly at his words.

She took a deep breath, suppressed everything, and carried the hangover soup over to the bathtub.

The spot where the bathtub was placed was even more steamy.

Peering through layers of mist, An Ge stared at the man lying in the bathtub, shirtless and wearing only long pants. She couldn’t help but swallow a little.

Honestly, faced with a man as alluring as Huo Shaoyan, even a chaste Daoist would be tempted.

Food and sex are natural human desires.

An Ge forced her gaze away from the man’s defined muscles, planning to squat slightly to feed him the hangover soup, but then the man stood up from the bathtub.

As water splashed everywhere, the floor tiles under An Ge’s feet became soaking wet, and her nightdress got drenched too.

But she couldn’t focus on any of that, for the man’s chiseled physique was right before her eyes.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, muscular lines flowing smoothly, and a seductive V-line leading to a mysterious spot.

Every inch of his skin, even his pores, exuded a vibrant male hormonal allure.

In the depths of her memory, apart from that muddled night over a month ago in the cellar, this was the first time she had faced such an alluring masculine beauty.

Her pupils vibrated repeatedly, and it took quite a while before she hurriedly averted her gaze and handed the hangover soup to the man.

Huo Shaoyan grabbed a large towel and haphazardly wiped the water droplets from his upper body, before taking the hangover soup from her hand.

Soon, he finished drinking the hangover soup.

As An Ge took the empty bowl from him and attempted to flee, she slipped, falling heavily toward the man.

In what seemed like an instinctual reaction, Huo Shaoyan raised a hand and caught her accurately.

However, he was quite intoxicated, his balance severely off, and because of the force, both of them toppled over together.

Ironically, they both ended up falling into the bathtub.

The woman was on top, and the man was beneath.

The atmosphere seemed to ignite instantly.

The woman, completely soaked, and the proud figure right in his line of sight made Huo Shaoyan’s whole being boil with breath.

His voice was so hoarse, "You did that on purpose, huh?"

Still in shock, An Ge blushed and said, "I... It was an accident..."

The man let out a short, mocking laugh, "Ha, accidentally seducing me, really?"

"I... I didn’t, it really was an accident..."

They were so close, too close for her to ignore the change in the man’s body.

She became somewhat flustered, her words a jumble, "The tiles were too wet, I couldn’t stand properly, and then... mmm—"

The rest of her words were swallowed by the man’s kiss.

An Ge was completely stunned.

She thought she should resist, but his kiss was too dominant and mesmerizing, a tremor reaching her heart.

Her heartbeat quickened, her mind losing all ability to think, blank of any content, yet somehow recalling the memory of that night in the cellar over a month ago.

Finally, due to her belated physical reaction, she pushed the man away abruptly.

Her voice trembled, "Huo Shaoyan, you’re too much!"

The man coldly scoffed, his tone icy and devoid of any warmth as he said,

"You should first control your own reactions, so it’s not obvious at a glance that you’re someone with plenty of experience."

Almost immediately after he finished speaking, An Ge swung a slap toward his cheek.

Yet not only did she miss, but she was also grabbed by the wrist and hurled down by the man forcibly.

An Ge didn’t know what she hit her knee on, but the pain almost brought her to tears.

Holding her knee, the pain yet to fade, a more sarcastic low male voice whispered in her ear,

"If you want to survive this yearlong agreement peacefully, behave yourself and stop attracting attention like an enchantress. Especially with Tang Jiuze, even if you were thinking of selling yourself, you shouldn’t sell to him!"

An Ge was shaking all over in anger.