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"I didn't."

"No," Mu An retorted. Jane Wenmo gave an evil smile and abruptly pinched her chin.

A warm kiss continuously swept across her lips.

Mu An was pushed aside subconsciously, but he was pushed down even further.

His body gradually weakened and he forced himself onto the sofa. His large hands reached under her clothes and touched her up. Mu An seemed to wake up from a dream.

"No!"

With a cry of surprise, he forcibly pushed the young man away.

At the moment when Jane Wen Mo was pushed away, her eyes were misty and blazing. Seeing her heaving chest and moist lips, Jane Wen Mo's pupils darkened and he kissed her again.

However, this time, it was much gentler.

Her hands covered her eyes, brushing away her fear.

She comforted him with a gentle kiss, deliberately suppressing her desire. However, she also recklessly used all of the strength in her body to suppress him.

"Mu An, don't resist. You feel it too."

The tempting voice was right beside his ear. Mu An bit his lower lip, preventing himself from making that embarrassing sound.

"Ugh …"

Mu An couldn't help but groan as he subconsciously covered his mouth. However, that man, who was the culprit, laughed impolitely.

"Pfft."

A hint of shyness flashed across Mu An's eyes.

It was completely different from the feeling he had that night when he had risked his life.

He turned his face to the side, not daring to look at him.

"Silly wife."

Jane Wenmo lovingly kissed her neck.

Where did this luck come from? In order to avoid a trap, he switched rooms with Shi Fufa, who was next door. Unexpectedly, he actually picked up a treasure.

Thus, the original fury he had towards the Mo Clan was reduced by a few degrees due to this beautiful accident.

His little woman was shy, cute, and yet strong enough to make one's heart ache.

"I won't tease you anymore. It's getting late, go wash up and sleep."

Unresigned, he lightly bit her shoulder. His wife was clearly in front of him, yet he was still holding back from eating her.

Who told him to feel like it from the bottom of his heart?

As long as she was happy, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing her leave, Mu An sat foolishly on the sofa.

The room was not the mansion she had imagined, but an apartment in a high-class district. It was about 200 square meters and it was still very spacious. Of course, she did not have the mood to appreciate it.

After all, his mind was uncertain, and whatever he did depended on whether he was happy or not.

As expected, the man came back in less than two minutes.

Mu An acted as if he was facing a great enemy.

Ji Yunshu's eyes did not blink as she looked at him, causing Jian Wenmo to be stupefied.

This is...

"Do you want to retaliate against me by looking at me like you're trying to devour me?"

"No, I, you …"

Wuu wuu, she was indeed firmly bitten by him. How could he always see clearly what she was thinking? He was clearly laughing at her defenses.

"Don't worry, as long as you want to, your man can always serve you."

Jane Wenmo reached out his hand and Mu An jumped in fright.

"No, there's no need …"

Refusing again and again, wishing that he could maintain a distance of a thousand meters away, this caused Jane Wenmo to giggle.

"Silly girl, this is your pajamas."

Jane Wenmo passed the clothes in his hands to Mu An, who was embarrassed.

He had been too nervous to notice that he had taken out his clothes.

This time …

It's over. I have to make him laugh his ass off.

Lil 'Ye looked at him resentfully and slowly walked to his side. Seeing that he didn't have any suspicious actions, she quickly grabbed her clothes and ran.

Unfortunately …

"The bathroom isn't over there."

"…"

Mu An changed directions and slipped into the bathroom, leaving behind Jane Wenmo's "hahahaha" laughter that mocked her appearance.

In the bathroom, Mu An looked at himself in the mirror. His ears were red, and his eyes were bashful. He couldn't help but think of Jane Wenmo's domineering appearance.

And he was clearly angry, yet he had a doting look on his face.

This was a completely different man than Ye Zichen. He cared for her in his way, and for a moment, she even felt that it was very quiet when she was with him. She didn't need to worry about anything. As long as she stayed by his side, everything would be fine.

He could rest unrestrainedly. He didn't need to tire himself out so much. He didn't need to give up his dignity just for the money and the right to cure his illness.

"Jane, Wen, Mo …"

As he muttered this name, he couldn't help but look at the ring on his finger.

Was she really going to get married like this?

Ye Xiao suddenly splashed cold water on his face.

"Xi Mian, wake up. He was just on the spur of the moment, you can't fall in love with someone in the blink of an eye, can you? Isn't this too reckless?"

She just broke up a moment ago and fell in love with someone else?

Since he couldn't understand it, he decided to give up.

Who knew what would happen next?

In the living room, Jane Wenmo looked in the direction of the bathroom, and the smile in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

His narrowed eyes were filled with an ice-cold expression.

If Mu An saw this, he would probably think that he saw someone else.

"Mo Clan..." To move or not to move? "

His fingertips tapped, and he heard the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. Suddenly, it softened.

"Mu An... Stupid woman … "Heh …"

Ye Zichen smiled, then picked up the phone to make a call.

"How's the paperwork?"

Jane Wenmo coldly asked. No one knew what he had said, but they heard him say, "Send it over."

When Mu An came out of the bathroom, he saw that Jane Wen Mo had already finished washing her clothes. There was also a stack of documents on the table. When he saw her coming out, he looked at her and just stared at her for a few seconds.

Mu An subconsciously looked at his clothes. There shouldn't be any problems, right?

It's just that the clothes are a little too big...

It was only when she was wearing it that she realized it was his, so even though she managed to put it on, it still felt like a large bag containing a dwarf. The hem of his clothes dragged along the floor.

"Come here!"

Jane Wenmo waved his hand and Mu An walked over in a daze. Jane Wenmo touched her wet hair and couldn't help but frown.

"Why aren't you blowing it dry?"

"I can't find it …"

"Stupid."

Jane Wenmo cursed in a low voice. Not long later, the eldest young master went to the bathroom and took out a hairdryer. Then he pulled her over and began to blow her hair.

Her actions were not gentle, causing her hair to be in a mess. In the end, he innocently said, "Why is the hair quality so poor? It's all been messed up, did you wash it clean or not? "

"…" Mu An rolled his eyes.

What if she had the urge to curse?

Did she think her hair was so messy?

Since things had turned out like this, it wouldn't be good for her to organize them herself …

He wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt that his hair was almost dry, so he directly went to grab the electric blower from him. "Alright, stop blowing."

"I haven't done it yet, stop messing around!"

He was already annoyed enough, she was still not at ease.

Helpless, Mu An decided to just leave. He didn't want to subconsciously pull on some obsessive-compulsive disorder. This pull on the already loose bathrobe made him feel awkward.

Ah!