Chapter 50： Maybe he is not sick at all

Chapter 50 Maybe, he is not sick at all

Relative to her nervousness, Mo Xiuchen is calm and calm.

She came to the aunt, and some kind of charming thought in his mind disappeared and hugged her, just because it felt good.

She buried her head in his chest, exhaling like a blue to the place of his heart.

The scent of her hair, as well as the faint smell of her body, drilled from his breath into the lungs. The cold and loneliness of his heart disintegrated little by little. The softness and warmth penetrated in his heart. Come.

He suddenly understood why he was worried about the business trip these few days, so he shortened the itinerary and came back early.

There was a sudden arc in the corner of his mouth, his palm on her waist tightened slightly, and the soft voice on top of her head, "Relax, I don't want to eat people."

"I'm not used to it!"

A gentle voice came from his chest, somewhat unnaturally blunt.

"Then you will get used to it now. If you can't sleep, you won't have to go to work tomorrow."

Mo Xiuchen refrained from laughing. At the last sentence, with a warning, he frowned, but he didn't know how to refute, so he protested in silence.

***

Mo family.

Mo Zixuan entered the living room, without even changing his shoes, he walked directly to the stairwell. He was so drunk that he glanced at Xiao Wenqing who was waiting on the sofa and ignored him.

"Zixuan, didn't I let you come back earlier? Why did you go drinking again?"

Xiao Wenqing frowned, and chased Mo Zixuan at the top of the stairs, unhappy with the geological question.

Mo Zixuan turned his head and shook off her hand that stretched out to help him, and said mockingly, "What can I do besides drinking?"

Xiao Wenqing was thrown away by him, his face changed, thinking of something, and suppressing his unhappiness, asked in a low voice, "Didn’t I let you call Zhou Lin? Zixuan, you can’t be ruined by a gentleman. For the rest of your life, she has been Mo Xiuchen's wife..."

"Don’t mention Mo Xiuchen to me, he is not even a man. He retaliated deliberately, knowing that I love Ranran, so if I take her away, I will definitely get Ranran back..."

Mo Zixuan suddenly stared at Xiao Wenqing angrily. She would not know how bitter he was.

"You keep your voice down. Fortunately, your dad hasn't come back yet. If he sees you like this, he should scold you again."

Xiao Wenqing reprimanded in a low voice, then turned his head and glanced at the door. Now at eleven o'clock, Mo Jingteng should also be back.

She helped Mo Zixuan go upstairs and returned to his room before saying, “I thought Mo Xiuchen was really sick before, but now, I suddenly felt that he might keep hiding from everyone. Maybe, he simply There is no disease."

Mo Zixuan's feet were soft, and his body slammed into the door panel and made a noise. Aside, Xiao Wenqing hurriedly supported him again, and said softly, "Be careful."

Mo Zixuan's face was dark, and remembering the scene he saw in the afternoon, Mo Xiuchen didn't know if he was showing it to him, or whether he was really having an affection with Wen Ran.

The image of him kissing her tenderly and pressing her under him appeared in his mind, and the jealousy in his heart was like a raging flame.

rushed to his forehead, and roared in a panic, "Impossible. How could Mo Xiuchen be ill."

How could Mo Xiuchen be ill.

Back then, but the expert consulted, for this reason, he himself was decadent and depressed for two years...

Seeing his emotions, Xiao Wenqing quickly calmed down, “Son, don’t get excited, I’m just guessing, and I haven’t gotten confirmation yet.”

(End of this chapter)