Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 161 The bed collapsed

After Huo Yi finished packing his things, Huo Qixuan immediately sent him abroad, telling him to hide there for three or four months before returning.

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That night, the inky black sky spread out gently over the Huo residence like a huge piece of silk, with only a few lights shining sparsely, like a few sleepy eyes in the darkness.

Outside the window, the cicadas chirped incessantly among the lush foliage. Xie Qing was already asleep, her breathing even and gentle, drifting leisurely in the tranquil air along with the summer night breeze.

After an unknown amount of time, a series of light footsteps echoed in the corridor, approaching and stopping in front of Xie Qing's door.

The door was gently pushed open a crack, and moonlight shone through the crack onto the floor, outlining the silhouette of a tall figure.

Xie Qing woke up with a start the moment she heard the noise, her eyes quickly scanning the room before she saw the tall figure standing in the doorway. "Who's there?"

Huo Yunting's voice was deep and clear in the quiet night, "Qingqing, it's me."

With a crisp "snap," the room was suddenly filled with light.

When Xie Qing saw that familiar face, she jumped out of bed and walked briskly as if she were carried by a gust of wind, arriving in front of Huo Yunting in a few steps.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes sparkled with surprise, and she said cheerfully, "How come you're back so soon? I thought it would be a few more days."

Xie Qing gently cupped Huo Yunting's face in her hands, her movements tender. "You're back so late, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first, or just... um..."

Without warning, Huo Yunting suddenly pinned Xie Qing against the doorway, his large hand gripping Xie Qing's waist tightly, and a passionate kiss landed instantly.

Their lips intertwined, the intimate sounds of water echoing in the quiet space. The air seemed to ignite, the temperature rising steadily, making one blush and their heart race.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yunting finally ended the long and passionate kiss, but his hands were still tightly wrapped around Xie Qing's waist.

She buried her head deep in Xie Qing's neck, her nose filled with his unique scent, and gently nuzzled him, like a large dog longing for its owner. "Qingqing, I missed you so much."

She deliberately softened her voice, making it sound just like she was being coquettish.

Xie Qing's cheeks still retained the warmth from the long, tender kiss, glowing with a faint blush, just like peach blossoms blooming on branches in spring.

He smiled and teased, "Don't we talk on the phone every day?"

"But I still miss you so much." Huo Yunting looked up and asked anxiously, "Qingqing, don't you miss me at all?"

Xie Qing's eyes sparkled with love as she smiled and planted a crisp, loud kiss on his face. "I've missed you so much."

Huo Yunting was pleased. He picked up Xie Qing with one hand and dragged his luggage with the other, striding towards the bedside.

After putting Xie Qing on the bed, she bent down and kissed his face. "Qingqing, I'm going to take a shower now."

"Okay, go quickly."

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About ten minutes later, the bathroom door slowly opened, and the rising steam enveloped Huo Yunting's figure.

His hair was slightly damp, with a few stray strands casually falling across his forehead. He was wrapped in a clean bath towel, loosely tied around his waist, revealing his firm abs and well-defined V-line.

Looking up, Xie Qing leaned against the soft bed, her eyes half-closed, her gaze hazy, her curled eyelashes casting faint shadows on her eyelids, trembling gently with her breath.

A black silk robe, gleaming with a subtle yet luxurious sheen in the dim light, draped loosely over his body.

His collar was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone. The smooth lines flowed down, making his skin appear even whiter, more delicate, and smoother.

Huo Yunting slowly approached, his mind filled with the beautiful scenery, so much so that when he got into bed, the large bed couldn't bear the weight and a corner made a slight creaking sound, but he didn't notice.

He gazed at Xie Qing silently, his eyes overflowing with affection.

After a moment, Huo Yunting slowly raised his hand, and just as he was about to touch Xie Qing's face, there was a loud "boom" and the originally level bed tilted.

Startled by the sudden commotion, Xie Qing was jolted awake and sat frozen on the tilted bed. "What... what's going on?"

Huo Yunting was silent for a moment, "...It seems like one of the bed legs is broken."

The four legs of this bed were made of wood and had been used for more than ten years without being replaced. This time, they finally couldn't bear the weight and were gloriously scrapped.

The moment their eyes met, Xie suddenly bent over, resting her head against Huo Yunting's chest, and laughed.

At first, it was just a muffled laugh, a dull vibration coming from my chest. Later, the sound gradually grew louder and I couldn't stop it.

A smile crept onto Huo Yunting's lips as he asked, "What are you laughing at, Qingqing?"

Xie Qing laughed so hard her shoulders trembled slightly. She barely managed to suppress her laughter, but a smile still lingered on her lips. "I wasn't laughing at anything."

Slowly raising his head, his gaze turned scorching hot the moment it met the scene before him, as if flames were leaping within it.

All that could be seen was Huo Yunting, who was only wearing a bath towel, with a few strands of wet hair casually sticking to his forehead, all sticky and damp.

The water droplets at the ends of her hair trembled precariously, but eventually broke free and slid slowly down her rugged, muscular chest, winding her way into the hidden corners of her body wrapped in a bath towel.

His gaze lingered on it, and after a moment, he finally couldn't resist reaching out and caressing it wantonly.

Then, tilting his head, a roguish smile curled at the corner of his mouth, like a street thug whistling lightly at a girl he admired, and laughing nonchalantly.

"You have a great figure, and your hands feel nice too!"

Huo Yunting's ears turned red. He held Xie Qing's waist tightly with one hand, while the other hand slowly slipped inside Xie Qing's open bathrobe. "You've touched me enough, now it's my turn."

The movements carried a hint of burning probing and an irrepressible eagerness; his fingertips trembled slightly as he caressed her back, which was as smooth as mutton fat jade.

His other hand seized the opportunity, slipping inside the bathrobe and gently covering Xie Qing's waist. His fingers tightened instinctively, pulling her closer to him.

Huo Yunting's hand moved subtly, the touch of his fingertips was subtle, and Xie Qing was suddenly tickled, bursting into laughter.

Her shoulders trembled, and while laughing, she subconsciously reached out to push the other person's hand away, "Haha... Tingting... Huo Yunting... Haha... Enough, enough... Take your hand off..."

Huo Yunting was clearly reluctant, his hands "lingeringly" removing themselves from Xie Qing's body. "Qingqing, I only touched her for a little while..."

Xie Qing's eyes were red at the corners. She lay on the sloping bed, her chest rising and falling gently. After her breathing gradually became steady, she spoke.

"Let's go somewhere else, so you can touch me to your heart's content."

Then he added, "But you're not allowed to tickle me."

Huo Yunting's eyes lit up. He casually threw on some clothes, picked up Xie Qing, and carried her to the guest room.

A moment later, a suppressed voice faintly came from inside the guest room, "Bastard, I meant touching...fuck...Huo Tingting, you're not allowed to bite there..."