Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

Half an hour later, on the bed in the bedroom, Tang Xiaqing snuggled tightly in Huo Chenjun's broad and strong arms.

She buried her head in his arms, listening to his steady, strong heartbeat.

On a winter night, the wind howled outside the window and heavy rain poured down, engulfing the entire city in darkness and cold.

Huo Chenjun hugged her tighter, and his large palms gently stroked her back.

"What should I call you from now on? Mr. Huo? Big brother? Chen Jun? Husband?" Tang Xiaqing asked.

Before Huo Chenjun could answer, Tang Xiaqing fell asleep.

It was a little after two in the morning when the sound of rain outside started to get louder again. The dense raindrops hit the window. Tang Xiaqing instinctively shrank into his arms.

Huo Chenjun noticed that she moved and rubbed his chin against the top of her soft hair.

Tang Xiaqing didn't sleep well at first and tossed and turned. When Huo Chenjun was woken up by her again, he frowned and thought, is this scrambled eggs?

So, Huo Chenjun turned over again and pressed the person under him.

Tang Xiaqing was in a drowsy state. Sometimes she dreamed that she was in the clouds, and sometimes she seemed to dream that she was crying and begging for mercy.

"Mr. Huo..."

"You can't call me that in bed. You can only call me by my name, or husband, or other appropriate titles." Huo Chenjun was still clear-headed and logical.

In the dim light, Tang Xiaqing opened her eyes in a daze, and Huo Chenjun stretched out a hand and covered her eyes.

The sound of rain outside was getting louder and louder.

Outside, the storm raged, relentless and breathtaking, as if nature's wildest forces were being unleashed. The incessant rain made the world seem hazy and distant.

More than half an hour passed before Tang Xiaqing fell asleep soundly.

The next morning, Huo Chenjun, who usually got up at six o'clock, slept until half past six, half an hour later than usual.

As the morning light began to break, the rain had completely stopped. Gauze-like light quietly slipped into the bedroom through the window lattice, covering the entire space with a light golden hue.

Although Tang Xiaqing didn't open her eyes, she could feel his scent in the air—fresh and masculine. She unconsciously leaned towards him, wanting to let this feeling get closer to her heart.

After a while, Tang Xiaqing heard some noise and slowly opened her eyes.

I saw Huo Chenjun sitting by the bed, tall and elegant, buttoning his white shirt.

His back was extremely handsome, exuding the unique charm of a mature man. His angular face was hidden in the soft light and shadow, and only the resolute outline could be vaguely seen, adding to the mystery.

However, what is truly impressive is the masculine dominance he exudes overall.

Even though he was just putting on his clothes, it couldn't hide his domineering personality.

Tang Xiaqing looked at the calm, heroic man in front of her, and her heart was moved. At this time, Huo Chenjun had buttoned the last button of his shirt. After lowering his head to adjust his shirt cuffs, he turned around and saw Tang Xiaqing: "Are you awake?"

Huo Chenjun's angular face appears more three-dimensional under the morning sunlight, making it impossible to look away.

Tang Xiaqing responded, "Well, last night...you...did you come again in the second half of the night?"

"Yes. You can get up now." Huo Chenjun said in a clear voice.

"No, I want to sleep a little longer." After hearing this, Tang Xiaqing covered her head with the quilt.

Hearing this, Huo Chenjun saw that she was still drowsy, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was both amused and helpless by her habit of staying in bed. "Okay," he said gently, "You can sleep for another five minutes. Then, you tie my tie for me. From now on, whenever I'm home, this task will be yours."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the wardrobe to choose a suit jacket to match the smoky gray trousers he was wearing today.