Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

Huo Wang silently lowered his head again, put the remaining half cherry in his mouth, and intentionally or unintentionally licked her fingertips with his tongue, as if he was tasting the cherry.

But both of them knew perfectly well that this was a silent flirtation and hint.

"Do you still want to eat?"

Jiang Zhuhua gently moved her fingertips, pressing them against Huo Wang's tongue. Huo Wang remained silent, then beckoned again before releasing her hand.

Hearing that made my heart beat even faster.

"it is good."

Huo Wang unconsciously moved closer to her, his eyes seemingly containing a volcano about to erupt.

This time, Jiang Zhuhua took the initiative to feed him cherries.

"I just washed my hands."

Jiang Zhuhua suddenly said something like that. Huo Wang was a little confused and looked up at her, not understanding why.

Jiang Zhuhua knelt on the sofa, offering no explanation, but instead stuffed cherries into his mouth, along with his fingers.

Bright red juice slowly slid down from the corner of his mouth, along his chin, flowing slowly and thickly down his neck like a blood-red line.

Huo Wang was already a bit dirty, but Jiang Zhuhua was still clean, except for a little red juice on his fingers.

Huo Wang's face was slightly flushed, and his chest was heaving violently, but his eyes remained fixed on Jiang Zhuhua.

"Do you like it? Cherries and me."

Huo Wang spoke in a hoarse voice.

“You know, I can’t find a stepfather for An’an right now.”

Jiang Zhuhua pulled a wet wipe from the table and wiped the red stains off his fingertips.

"Then why are you still playing?"

Huo Wang looked at her with resentment, as if he were looking at a scumbag woman.

You like it, don't you?

Jiang Zhuhua didn't want to admit it, but his mouth was also a little dry. Huo Wang's seemingly unruly face, flushed crimson, had a strangely striking contrast. It looked even more dazzling than when he was docile, and something else was hidden within it.

Definitely not obedient. But even more captivating, like a fairy.

"You like it too, clearly."

Huo Wang didn't care about the dirt on his body. Even though he was sitting while Jiang Zhuhua was standing, he could still see the darkness in the other's eyes.

They are the same kind of people, at least in some things, their hobbies are surprisingly compatible.

"If you don't want to find him a stepfather, no rush. A secret boyfriend is fine too. No mistress."

Huo Wang had already decided that if An'an couldn't accept it, then there was no rush. He would first establish a reputation for himself.

"..."

Jiang Zhuhua weighed the pros and cons slightly in his heart. He was indeed a little reluctant to part ways from now on.

"Don't let An'an know."

Jiang Zhuhua ultimately agreed.

Would you like to try some cherries?

Huo Wang smiled, and his whole body relaxed.

The taste of cherries exploded between their lips and teeth as they awkwardly explored each other's flavors.

Shouldn't she be skilled at kissing?

Huo Wang was a little confused. He was still single yesterday, so his lack of experience was understandable. But Jiang Zhuhua wasn't!

The two tested each other, each wanting to take the lead. What started as kissing even escalated into biting, and they began to touch each other physically—but it was more like a fight.

Jiang Zhuhua grabbed his hand and slammed it against the wall in a fit of rage, but Huo Wang straightened his back and pushed back, breaking free.

The moment Huo Wang's hand touched Jiang Zhuhua's waist, Jiang Zhuhua pressed it down. Jiang Zhuhua then extended his own lecherous hand, which Huo Wang also refused.

Jiang Zhuhua cleared his head a little. Was this guy joking?

However, upon closer observation of the other party's expression, there was no submissiveness, but rather a hint of excitement, and not even anger. This suggests that for the other party, who was in control was not a significant issue.

But what does this resistance mean?

Jiang Zhuhua tested the waters a few more times. Seeing how the other party was gradually getting carried away, he finally understood.

Huo Wang enjoys playing the role of the one being forced. He also likes to imagine himself as the one being forced.

Putting everything else aside, this habit truly makes a person useless.

Jiang Zhuhua pulled out a jump rope from under the coffee table, the one he used for training, and without saying a word tied his hands tightly, then pushed him onto the sofa.

Don't you like it? Keep liking it.

The two kissed for an hour straight. Aside from the initial resistance, Huo Wang's body became softer and softer as the kiss continued.

Her eyes were red and veiled with tears, making her seem oblivious to the passage of time.

And she was surprisingly innocent; the way she flirted with him when she first came in seemed so fake. She practically made everyone she met blush.

Those who don't know might think he's allergic to women.

Jiang Zhuhua gradually began to understand Huo Wang's peculiar hobby, and even became vaguely obsessed with it.

To see the clear-headed fall into depravity, to see the spotless stained with dust, honestly, this drama is addictive.

Both of them knew perfectly well that they were willing, but the feeling of conquest only made them more intoxicated.

Jiang Zhuhua liked it quite a bit, but she wouldn't say it. She only withdrew her hand and moved some distance away when everything was about to get out of control.

Huo Wang was breathing heavily, his eyes slightly glazed over.

Jiang Zhuhua took out a wet wipe and used it to wipe the marks on his face, but the stains on his clothes were still there and couldn't be wiped off.

"Don't let An'an know, he's quite sensitive."

Dating is fine; Jiang Zhuhua has never been in a relationship before, but the feeling she just experienced has left her completely infatuated. Moreover, she's in a dominant position in this relationship, and being in a dominant position makes her less afraid of getting hurt.

So she accepted. The only problem is Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji is different now than when she first arrived. She has gained a sense of security and is more lively and willing to express herself. She is no longer the same as before, keeping things bottled up or playing mind games.

Honest and optimistic, he seems no different from most children, but there are still differences, after all, he has spent so many years in that kind of environment.

Jiang Zhuhua gained Jiang Ji's trust, but if someone were to disrupt the delicate peace between them, Jiang Zhuhua couldn't be sure whether Jiang Ji would be thrown back to square one.

Moreover, Jiang Zhuhua couldn't help but think about what to do next.

"I know. I won't tell him. I'm your secret boyfriend."

Huo Wang thought of the child, and also of the various rumors he had seen online. He didn't dislike the child.

He simply rubbed Jiang Zhuhua's palm lightly.

He liked the feeling Jiang Zhuhua gave him, but he wouldn't ask the other person to make any changes for him.

He knew very well that he wouldn't be able to handle it if the other person changed too much for him.

Moreover, Huo Wang had mentally prepared himself for finding someone far superior to him in terms of status, position, and mentality. This was exactly what he hoped for.