"No..."
When a woman is pregnant, she naturally can't be moved.
Huo Zun tugged at the corners of his lips, trying hard to block out Hua Nuan's voice, but he couldn't block out his own sight.
The woman, dressed in sheer fabric, swayed her body before him, her figure enchanting, her milky-white skin particularly enticing, and he simply couldn't look away.
It seemed that after getting pregnant, Hua Nuan's figure just kept getting better.
The fragrance on her seemed even stronger.
Huo Zun: "..."
Huo Zun increasingly felt the fire within him burning more fiercely, almost as if it was about to swallow him whole.
Huo Zun inwardly cried "bad," yet at this moment, Hua Nuan kept approaching him, and he couldn't escape.
"Little Nuannuan..."
"Oh dear, drying my hair is so tiring, I can't stand anymore."
After saying this, Hua Nuan raised her hand and pretended to use a towel to randomly wipe Huo Zun's chest.
Huo Zun: "..."
Alright.
