Chapter 49 The warm water I use

Mo Xiuchen didn't mean to give her a bag. He looked at her with a deep gaze, and the questioning tone was filled with awe-inspiring majesty.

A slight stunner flashed under Wen Ran's eyes. After she realized that he cared about herself, she felt a hint of warmth in her heart, raised her eyebrows, and said briskly, "The warm water I use is not cold water."

I don’t know if I listened to her explanation, or saw her smiling brightly, Mo Xiuchen was embarrassed and stern, his serious expression finally eased a little.

stared at her for a moment before handing the bag to her. Although the voice overflowing with thin lips is not gentle, it is gentle and gentle: "Go and change it!"

Wen Ran took the bag in his hand and said "thank you" briskly before taking his things to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Wen Ran opened the bag, and when she saw that the sanitary napkins in it were of her usual brand, she was taken aback, and soon relieved.

I think it must be a coincidence. It is impossible for him to know what brand he usually uses.

She came out of the bathroom, and Mo Xiuchen, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up, his eyes flashed across her body, and asked gently, “Is there no stomach pain?”

Wen Ran shook his head and talked to a big man about this kind of thing, but he couldn't do it indifferently, and replied a little embarrassingly, "This time there is no pain."

"Does it hurt in the past?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyebrows frowned lightly, his eyes looked at her tightly.

Wen Ran thought for a while, and said, "It doesn't hurt every time... It doesn't hurt too much."

"That's good, go to sleep!"

As he said, he walked up to her with graceful steps, and his upright posture nearly one head higher, just blocking the light above her head.

shrouded her in the shadows, the exhaled masculine breath, sprayed on her nose, drilled into the lungs as she breathed, and then blended into her blood...

Wen Ran felt nervous at the thought of sleeping uncontrollably.

She turned her head and glanced at the spacious big bed, and was about to find an excuse to go back to the guest room to sleep, but Mo Xiuchen saw through her.

First she said, "You don't need me to hug you to bed, right?"

"……No need to!"

What Wen Ran wanted to say was stuck.

Seeing that he didn’t look like a joke, she thought about that night when he forcibly pulled her from the side of the bed to the middle of the bed.

If she doesn’t go to bed by herself, he will definitely put what she just said into action.

In order not to be forced to go to bed, she chose to walk to the bed on her own initiative.

A few steps away, Mo Xiuchen whispered, "Turn on the wall lamp."

Seeing that she had turned on the wall lamp, he turned off the headlight behind before coming over.

Seeing that she was about to sleep next to the bed again, his good-looking brows suddenly wrinkled, and his voice commanded in a low voice, "Come in mid-sleep!"

"Oh!"

Wen Ran was just about to pull the quilt. Hearing what he said, he moved a little bit in the middle of the bed. The people behind him were still dissatisfied and continued to give orders, "Turn around!"

"……"

Wen Ran protested silently in her heart.

But I didn't have the courage to say it, so I turned around slowly and stiffly, and the man next to him slid down, stretched out his long arms, and fished her into his arms.

Not waiting for her to struggle, his other arm was skillfully stretched across her abdomen, put it on her waist, and completely embraced her in his arms.

"Mo Xiuchen!"

Wen Ran shuddered and screamed, being held by him, her whole body is not good.

"I will give you a week to adapt, go to sleep!"

Mo Xiuchen arbitrarily stated his deadline, then closed his eyes and ignored her.

Wen Ran's body was so stiff in his arms, and his blushing face did not dare to lift.

Buried shyly into his chest, and the sound of a steady and powerful heartbeat came into his ears, which was in stark contrast to her messy heartbeat, and drove her sleepiness away.

(End of this chapter)