Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law
Chapter 945 - Chapter 945 Chapter 944 The Thief

Chapter 945: Chapter 944 The Thief Chapter 945: Chapter 944 The Thief “Why did the car stop?” Ying Jiuming asked, puzzled.

“You can get out now.” Huo Beijiang stretched his hand to open the door, and directly, taking advantage of Ying Jiuming’s unpreparedness, pushed him out of the car.

Almost the instant Ying Jiuming got out, Ning Di tacitly stepped on the gas, and the car shot out like an arrow released from the bow.

Ying Jiuming swallowed a mouthful of exhaust fumes and jumped up and down, cursing loudly.

“Huo Beijiang, you bastard, you wait for me!”

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In the dead of night, Nan Fei was sleepily shifting in bed when she faintly heard the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom. She was so startled that she sat up abruptly, instantly wide awake.

There was only a dim nightlight on in the room, barely illuminating the area beside the bed.

Nan Fei sat on the bed, listening intently; the sound of the water became more apparent.

It was as if someone was taking a shower in the bathroom.

This realization made her break out in a cold sweat. In the dead of night, the sound of a shower in the bathroom–it could only be something out of a horror story or a ghost film staple!

Fortunately, she was brave. Though she felt frightened, she didn’t shrink back. Nan Fei got down from the bed, her bare feet touching the slightly cool wooden floor, and, after looking around for a handy weapon without success, she finally pulled out the drawer from her bedside table to wield in her hand.

The closer she got, the louder the sound of the water. The bathroom door was open, and the light was on.

She remembered that before going to bed, she had definitely closed the bathroom door, and the light had been off!

Maybe a thief had gotten in.

Nan Fei held the drawer aloft and charged in with the speed of lightning, too fast for her to see anything clearly before her wrist was forcefully caught. The drawer in her hand was snatched away and thrown aside on the floor.

The grip on her wrist was frighteningly strong, and only then did Nan Fei realize she had been careless.

She shouldn’t have rushed in so rashly.

But this thief was rather odd, coming to someone’s house to steal in the dead of night and even taking a shower–their nerve was astonishing.

Nan Fei was deriding in her mind when she opened her eyes to look. She saw a glistening, tempting six-pack, perfect Adonis belt, beautiful muscular definition, a sexy V-line… and below that was…

“Ah!” Nan Fei screamed, only to find herself already in the scorching embrace of the other person, her mouth grabbed and covered by a hand.

Even if she was slow, she now recognized what it was. Nan Fei first noticed the embrace was very familiar, one that gave her a sense of security–an embrace that she had deeply etched in her heart.

The man’s breath was burning hot, becoming even more urgent and turning into suppressed heavy panting.

“Wife!” Huo Beijiang’s soft lips trailed along Nan Fei’s elegantly curved neck, kissing her repeatedly, as he murmured lowly, “Wife, you’re too eager, not even giving me time to take a shower.”

“It’s not… mmh…” Nan Fei started to explain, but as soon as she opened her mouth, it was sealed by the man’s lips.

Huo Beijiang’s lips were soft, carrying a heat as if to scorch the soul, eagerly seeking the sweetness in her mouth. He ravaged her delicate lips, taking advantage of her vulnerable state to pry open her teeth and slip inside.

He kissed her deeply, urgently, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. A pair of hands roamed restlessly under her nightgown, lighting fires and stirring her soft skin everywhere.

Suddenly, Nan Fei was lifted off the ground, held in his arms while continuing the deep kiss.

PS: Goodnight, *kiss*!