Huo Yuhao's footsteps stepped on the wooden stairs, making a dull sound.
Meng Hongchen was held in his arms, her long burgundy hair falling like a waterfall, swaying gently with her steps.
There was a faint blush on her cheeks, her blue eyes were full of expectation and shyness, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Huo Yuhao's neck.
"Yuhao..."
She softly called Huo Yuhao's name, her voice was as thin as a gnat, but it was exceptionally clear in this silent corridor.
Huo Yuhao carried Meng Hongchen to the second floor, opened the door, and gently placed Meng Hongchen on the soft bed.
The sun shines through the window, coating her fair skin with a hazy golden edge, making her delicate face even more charming and charming.
"What did sister Jinshu teach you?"
Huo Yuhao leaned over and placed his hands on Meng Hongchen's sides, completely covering her in his shadow.
Meng Hongchen's heart was beating so hard that her ears were burning when she thought of her practice during this period.
"I..." She bit her lip and mustered up the courage to reach out and hook Huo Yuhao's collar, "Let me show you a little bit of practice..."
The red-haired girl hugged Huo Yuhao's neck, stood up and kissed Huo Yuhao's lips.
The girl's figure is getting lower and lower...
Under the sun, Meng Hongchen lowered his head and told his feelings for Huo Yuhao.
Likewise, she felt Huo Yuhao's response to her.
Looking at Meng Hongchen who was drinking yogurt, Huo Yuhao's eyes darkened.
At the same time.
Di Yan'er jogged all the way to the Pope's Palace.
As Huo Yuhao's 'sister' and Bibi Dong's friend, Di Yan'er's arrival was not blocked.
"Bibi Dong!"
Di Yan'er came to the door of Bibi Dong's room and called out to Bibi Dong who was reading a book seriously.
Bibi Dong was flipping through a Spirit Master theory book in front of the window. When he heard this familiar voice, his eyes instantly lit up.
This is the voice of Yan'er!
Yan'er is here, so has little Martial Uncle come back too?
"Yan'er!" Bibi Dong hurried forward to greet him, with unconcealable joy on his face, "You... are back!"
"That's right, isn't it a surprise?"
Di Yan'er took Bibi Dong's hand and said, "Yuhao said he would cook grilled fish for lunch, so I asked you to come and eat it together!"
Bibi Dong's heartbeat skipped a beat.
Little Martial Uncle is indeed back.
The image of that handsome young man immediately appeared in her mind, and the way he looked when he called her "Dong'er", and she couldn't help but blush.
She hasn't seen little Martial Uncle for a long time.
"Then... shall we go now?"
"Of course! But..." Di Yan'er rolled his eyes and showed a sly smile, "No one has lived in the house for a long time. It's a bit dirty. Dong'er, can you help me clean it up?"
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.
She guessed that Yan'er had bad intentions, but in order to see little Martial Uncle, this little thing was nothing!
"Okay, I'll help you."
On the way to the Huo Family, Di Yan'er was chattering about his experience during this period.
Bibi Dong listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a few words, but always looking into the distance with a bit of impatient expectation.
In front of the Huo Family's door, Gu Yuena was leaning on the door frame. She watched the two girls approaching, with a meaningful light flashing in her eyes.
When Bibi Dong saw Gu Yuena, he shouted unnaturally, "Sister Nana."
She actually already knew who Gu Yuena was in the Huo Family.
This is the future daughter-in-law that little Martial Uncle's mother is satisfied with.
Whenever he thinks of Gu Yuena's identity, Bibi Dong's heart feels like needles pricking him.
"Hmm? Strange, where is Yuhao? Well, why did you go upstairs?"
Di Yan'er gritted her teeth when she smelled a strange smell besides the three of them.
Finally, she took a deep breath and angrily started cleaning.
Bibi Dong is here, of course she can't do anything!
Bibi Dong took the rag and began to wipe the furniture in the living room.
Her movements were gentle and meticulous, and she couldn't help but look in the direction of the stairs while working.
Is little Martial Uncle resting upstairs?
Is it because the journey is too tiring?
Gu Yuena went to buy the fish back, and Di Yan'er, who had almost finished cleaning it, also hurriedly went out to help.
She hasn't eaten grilled fish for a long time, and she's going to have a big meal today!
Bibi Dong stayed in the kitchen wiping the countertop, looking upstairs from time to time.
She felt a little disappointed. She had been here for so long and still hadn't seen little Martial Uncle.
Bibi Dong looked at the two girls who were making preparations outside, and felt a slight movement in his heart.
Since Martial Uncle is resting, then... wouldn't she be able to see Martial Uncle sleeping soundly?
It doesn't matter even if she is caught, she can be said to be shouting Martial Uncle to get up and grill the fish.
Seeing that Gu Yuena and Di Yan'er didn't notice her, Bibi Dong, who had already finished packing, walked cautiously upstairs.
Bibi Dong has been to the Huo Family countless times, and she knows the layout of the Huo Family very well.
When she came to Huo Yuhao's door and put her hand on the door handle, a subtle sound came to Bibi Dong's ears.
What is this sound?
Bibi Dong opened the door a crack uncontrollably, and the sound became clearer and clearer.
It was a very rhythmic tapping sound, which made people blush inexplicably.
"Yuhao..."
A woman's voice came from inside the door, hoarse and charming.
Bibi Dong knew the owner of the voice as soon as she heard it. It was Meng Hongchen who had been her teacher Soul Tool for a while.
Meng Hongchen's voice was soft and weak, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Bibi Dong's heart.
Her pupils suddenly shrank, and her mind went blank.
Little Martial Uncle... in the room... with another woman...
That thought wormed its way into her heart like a poisonous snake, gnawing at her sanity crazily.
Bibi Dong felt that her heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, which was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
Jealousy.
Unprecedented jealousy surged like a tide, instantly overwhelming all her thoughts.
Her nails dug deeply into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
Why?
Why Meng Hongchen?
Why should she?
The sounds in the room continued, each sound knocking at her sanity.
With a loud song, the room fell silent again.
Bibi Dong's eyes were red. She wanted to do something, but her body seemed to be controlled and was fixed there.
In the room, Huo Yuhao covered Meng Hongchen with a quilt and looked up towards the door.
In fact, Bibi Dong knew it when he went upstairs, but at such a critical moment, there was no way he could stop.
Bibi Dong at the door also noticed Huo Yuhao's gaze, and met Huo Yuhao's eyes through the crack in the door.
Inexplicably, Bibi Dong felt a sense of panic.
Huo Yuhao's body flashed and came to the blind spot of Bibi Dong's sight, and he quickly put on his clothes.
When he opened the door, Bibi Dong seemed to have been shocked in all three aspects of his outlook. Even Huo Yuhao was a little embarrassed.
It's okay if it's his other woman, but the problem is, this is his nephew, who is still young Bibi Dong!
Why didn't Nana and Yan'er stop her...