The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Wha...what's the sound?"

Mr. Huo, who was holding the door against the door in the next room, was startled by the slamming of the door. He immediately picked up a vase and looked around. He looked towards the balcony in a panic, thinking that his wife had jumped over from the balcony of Huo Si's room. Get rid of him.

"Okay, okay, I'm the one scaring myself."

Mr. Huo raised his arm and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then patted his frightened little heart.

"But it's strange. My son isn't downstairs, so why is there such a loud slamming in the room?"

Mr. Huo stared at the wall with a puzzled face. On the other side was Huo Si's room.

"The wind blows?"

Mr. Huo could only think so. After all, his wife was downstairs and how could his son leave his mother alone?

Huo Si really left Huo's mother downstairs and was comforting her husband, kissing her until the bathroom was messy.

Fan Chengyu, who hugged Huo Si and raised his head to kiss, was worried to death at first, fearing that he would lose control, because he drank some when Huo Si blocked his lips, and his whole body became tense.

But after a while, he found that he was still sane, while Huo Si was a little dazed and flirtatious, but he seemed to be awake.

My wife is so smart, there is no way she would foolishly step on mine a second time.

Fan Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, blocked Huo Si's mouth, and walked under the shower.

He understood that Huo Si must have mixed the water in proportion in advance, and what he just drank must have been just the amount that allowed people to get into the situation quickly, which was just for fun.

"Wait a minute, whose room is next door?"

Fan Chengyu hurriedly left Huo Si Chuan, raised his head and asked nervously.

Huo Si, who was holding him and breathing heavily, his whole face flushed, smiled, charming and seductive, "Your father-in-law's room."

"Fuck!"

Fan Chengyu was so frightened that he quickly hugged Huo Si away from the wall, his eyes widening.

Huo Si knew Fan Chengyu would have this reaction, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

"Madam, you are afraid that your father will not kill me, right?"

Fan Chengyu is about to cry. Will his father-in-law rush over and beat him to death?

"My mother is downstairs, how dare he come out of the room to beat you?"

Huo Si didn't take his father seriously. He picked up Fan Chengyu's big hand and put it on his stomach. His eyes were blurred and longing, and he clearly told Fan Chengyu to stop talking nonsense and hurry up.

With a grunt, Fan Chengyu swallowed quickly.

Huo Si laughed immediately and liked seeing Fan Chengyu's obsessed look.

Fan Chengyu quickly turned on the shower head, and the sound of rushing water instantly drowned out the eager kiss between the two.

Mr. Huo in the next room didn't know that his son was being bullied. He put his ear against the door and listened to what was going on outside.

"It's really strange. Why didn't you rush up to deal with me for so long?"

Mr. Huo pressed his ear hard against the door again, but it was still very quiet outside, and he didn't even hear a single footsteps.

"When did my eldest son become so powerful and really stop people?" Master Huo looked confused.

He waited and waited, and after another half an hour, and after confirming that his wife would not go upstairs, he dared to move the sofa and coffee table away from the big bed, opened the door a little, and stuck his head out like a thief.

"It's really not here."

Mr. Huo opened the door and walked out. He stood at the door and looked at the two stairs.

Suddenly there was a thumping sound, dull and very fast.

Mr. Huo looked at the wall and stared curiously.

He walked over and put his ear to the wall to listen carefully.

He went from being confused at the beginning to becoming furious. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and anger rushed to his forehead.

"That bastard boy, he dared to bully my son in my territory. He is so impatient."

Mr. Huo rolled up his sleeves and crushed the legs of the chair with his foot. He bent down to pick it up and angrily rushed to the door, intending to beat Fan Chengyu to death next door.

But just as he rushed out of the room with the chair legs, his wife walked towards her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Mr. Huo screamed uncontrollably, threw down the chair legs, turned around and ran away.

"No, no, it's better to close the door."

Mr. Huo quickly turned around and closed the door.

"Damn old man, you still dare to close the door for me, you are itching."

Huo's mother kicked open the unclosed door with one kick, and slammed the door hard on Mr. Huo's head. He staggered and almost fell down.

"No, no...it can't be bleeding!"

Mr. Huo touched his forehead with trembling hands. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, but there was a swelling. He gasped as soon as he touched it.

"Huo, who gave you the courage?"

Mother Huo put her hands on her hips and raised her head to look at Mr. Huo coldly.

With a bang, Mr. Huo knelt down skillfully, raised his head and apologized quickly, "Honey, I was wrong."

Mother Huo crossed her arms and looked down at Mr. Huo with narrowed beautiful eyes. She raised her long legs and stepped on Mr. Huo's shoulders. She asked him coldly and arrogantly like a queen, "Wrong? Do you know where you went wrong?"

"I shouldn't have closed the door and I shouldn't have hidden myself from going downstairs to pick you up."

Mr. Huo answered quickly, as if he was afraid that if he was slow, he would be kicked.

"Are you sure that's all?"

Mother Huo stepped hard on Mr. Huo's shoulders and pressed down, her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously.

"And...anything else?"

Mr. Huo's voice trembled, and he looked up at Mother Huo with cautious eyes.

"Oh~ gone?"

"Yes, yes, wife, you can have it as you say."

Mr. Huo was so scared that he didn't dare to make Huo's mother angry.

"It's worthless."

Master Huo was so afraid of him that Mother Huo immediately scolded him, kicked him in the chest and asked him in a cold voice, "Who did you want to hit with the chair leg just now?"

"I'm not hitting you, really, I swear to God." Mr. Huo immediately raised three fingers.

"If you dare to hit me, your third leg will be destroyed."

Mother Huo glared at Mr. Huo, took her long legs away from Mr. Huo's chest, still looked down at Mr. Huo with her arms folded, and said harshly, "Don't tell me the truth."

"I'm going to my son's room to fight that brat Fan Chengyu. He's bullying our son."

Mr. Huo sounded aggrieved.

"Your son can be bullied by others, what kind of brain do you have?"

Mother Huo glanced at Mr. Huo who was kneeling down with disgust, and added, "If you don't believe it, go over and knock on the door now to see if your son doesn't throw you downstairs."

Mr. Huo was a little confused and didn't understand what his wife meant.

It took him a long time before he asked in disbelief, "Did our son take the initiative?"

"How dare your husband eat it if your son doesn't take the initiative?"

Mother Huo gave Mr. Huo another disgusting look before walking into the room.

Mr. Huo immediately got up and pushed the sofa towards the large French window. He quickly arranged it and patted the sofa clean before allowing Huo's mother to sit.

Mother Huo sat down, leaned against the sofa, crossed her long legs and crossed her chest, squinting at Mr. Huo.

There was another thud, and Mr. Huo knelt down in front of Mother Huo very honestly, waiting for the lecture.

Mother Huo was angry and wanted to laugh at the same time. She had done so many bad things and now she could kneel so smoothly.