The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

After Su Yayan rushed into the bathroom, her blush was so bloody.

The rising hot water dispersed in the house, engulfing the mirror on the side.

Su Yayan looked at her flushed face in the mirror, thinking of what was about to happen next, her heart could not stop thumping.

"Isn't it just the bridal chamber? We are both legal couples. Why are we panicking? Isn't it a good idea?" Su Yayan glared at herself in the mirror.

Immediately after taking the bath as quickly as possible, he hurriedly hid in the bed before Huo Chenhuan approached.

Huo Chenhuan glanced at Su Yayan, who had turned into a small bulge while hiding under the covers, and the smile in his eyes became more intense.

Hearing the bathroom door closed again, Su Yayan poked her head out of the bed, reached out her hand and touched her mobile phone, opened the private collection that Ling Xiaoqi had given her, and decided to take a moment to embed her.

However, Su Yayan miscalculated Huo Chenhuan's bath time, and even more miscalculated someone's anxiety about this matter.

Just as she watched the small video with a complicated and nervous mood, the bathroom door opened with a click.

Su Yayan was startled, and subconsciously wanted to turn off the small video.

Unfortunately, this time she was not as lucky as the previous time.

In a rush, the mobile phone came out and slipped down to Huo Chenhuan's feet.

Huo Chenhuan: "???"

Su Yayan: "!!!"

Huo Chenhuan was taken aback for a moment, leaning over to pick up the phone.

Su Yayan was frightened and deformed, screaming loudly: "Don't move!" But it was still a step too late.

Huo Chenhuan glanced at the silent little movie still playing on the screen: "..."

When he raised his head again, the gaze looking at Su Yayan was already a little more complicated and meaningful.

Su Yayan felt his scalp numb when he saw him, and said in a trembled voice: "Listen to my explanation!"

"Okay, you explain."

"I'm a little nervous."

Huo Chenhuan's eyes flickered: "So, do you watch this small video to ease your tension?"

"...Hmm." Su Yayan lowered her head slightly, wishing to dig a hole on the spot to bury herself.

Huo Chenhuan's laughter sounded from his ears, Su Yayan's face flushed, and she raised her head in anger to stare at Huo Chenhuan: "I...uh..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips had been kissed, and a certain figure was also overturned.

"Sorry." Huo Chenhuan's voice was low and magnetic, as always, but with a sense of sexuality that I had never had before, "You don't need to learn this kind of thing, just leave it to me."

"Huh?" Before Su Yayan had time to recall his words, the quilt had been turned up to cover the two of them.

The late wedding night is more special and ambiguous than any night, making people blush.

Early the next morning, when Su Yayan woke up, she was still a little dazed. Before she was fully awake, she had already dropped a cool kiss on her forehead.

"early."

Su Yayan's eyes widened, and he glanced at the bed subconsciously. The two of them really...everything! No! wear!

Recalling what happened last night, Su Yayan's face flushed, and he subconsciously hid under the bed, and responded in a low voice: "Morning."

Huo Chenhuan saw that she was shy, and stretched out his hand to hold the person tighter: "Yanyan."

"What...what?"

"You finally belong to me completely."

Su Yayan was flushed by the little face he said, and she wanted to hide in the quilt and play dead, never coming out.

But soon she thought of another thing, sticking her head out of the quilt, staring at Huo Chenhuan with scorching eyes.