Gu Qingcheng felt the movement of Huo Sicheng's scorching hand.
Her body trembled, feeling as if it had caught fire in an instant.
Hot.
Very hot.
So hot that she wanted to strip.
She raised her hand to lightly pull at her neckline, feeling too overheated.
Huo Sicheng, noticing Gu Qingcheng's action of tugging at her collar, had his breath catch.
Tall.
Pristine white.
His gaze landed on a secret part of her that enticed him deeply.
"Husband..." Gu Qingcheng called out sweetly.
Huo Sicheng tensed up instantly, grabbing her hand that was pulling at her collar and wrapping his other arm around Gu Qingcheng's slender waist, his voice hoarse and unstable: "I'm here, behave, let me hug you."
His strong arms encircled Gu Qingcheng, hiding her blushing, shy beauty in his embrace.