Chapter 509： I accept both

Chapter 509 I accept it all

In the office, it was surprisingly quiet.

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, but stared deeply at the gentleness of applying the medicine to him. She lowered her head, unable to see the expression on her face, but she was able to press her lips and gently move her. See her distress.

He felt a touch of warmth in the pain in his heart.

Wen Ran carefully applied the ointment to him, then blew lightly, staring at his burned area for a few seconds, then raised his head and asked softly: "Should I go to the hospital for treatment."

Mo Xiuchen shook his head, just staring at her deeply.

Wen Ran's heart trembled, and when he held his hand loose, his hand slipped and she took the ointment and walked to the door.

"Of course, where are you going?"

Behind, Mo Xiuchen's voice was eager and uneasy, and the voice fell. The others had already arrived in front of her, and the tall figure was blocking her. In Si Tan's deep eyes, she was deeply distressed and panicked.

Wen Ran choked, gave him the ointment in his hand, and said softly: "I'll get the mop and drag the water off the ground."

Just now in a hurry, she directly used the water in the drinking fountain to wash the scalded part of him. At this moment, there was a pool of water on the floor.

"I will call and let someone handle it."

He mentioned the heart of the throat in an instant, put it down in her explanation, strode to the desk, and dialed out the inside line.

Wen Ran did not refuse, watching him call, she went back to the sofa and sat down again, feeling a mess in her heart.

Just now, she wanted to tell him that she considered the result for a few days, but after he had burned his hand without knowing it, she suddenly couldn’t say it.

is clearly so cold, handsome, strong, able to call the wind and rain in the mall, and the emotions that a man who strategizes in front of her makes people feel distressed and unbearable.

When facing her, he is not a group president, nor does he have a cold pretense. He is just a man who loves her and needs her love.

He can be strong enough to hold up a sky for her, give her the whole world, and he will be too fragile without her...

Auntie Cleaning came quickly, and after cleaning, she quietly exited the office.

Mo Xiuchen brought the tea for her to the coffee table. He did not sit down, but said: "Of course, you can wait for me for a while. I still have some things that I haven't finished. When I'm finished, let's do it again. chat."

"Great!"

Wen Ran softly agreed.

Mo Xiuchen smiled at her, and after turning back to the desk, it seemed that the burn just now didn't hurt at all. As usual, with the company of Wen Ran, he quickly entered the working state.

The atmosphere in the huge office is very quiet.

Wen Ran leaned on the sofa, holding a tea cup in his hand, and his eyes quietly fell on Mo Xiuchen, who was focused on work. The way he worked was **** and charming that couldn't be expressed in words. Usually, when she has nothing to do , I also like to appreciate it quietly.

Just looking at him like this, saying nothing, thinking about nothing.

put it down for a short time, in exchange for the warmth of a room, the morning's time passed quickly.

Mo Xiuchen dealt with everything, and when he raised his head, he turned to the warm and clear eyes, his lips bend, and he said softly, "Of course, wait for me for two more minutes. I will clean up."

Wen Ran did not answer, but just smiled at him slightly.

Even if she wants to leave, she also hopes to minimize the harm to him. It is not difficult to stay with him for a morning, for a while, and then have a meal with him.

Mo Xiuchen cleaned up, and the long figure came out from behind the desk, walked to the sofa, and reached out to her, “I didn’t have breakfast in the morning, so I’ll have lunch with me first.”

Wen Ran frowned, put his hand in his palm, stood up with his strength, and said reproachfully: "Why don't you eat breakfast?"

"You are not at home, I am alone, too lazy to eat."

Mo Xiuchen answered very calmly. It seemed that the person who was panicked was not like him.

Wen Ran listening, but her heart hurts severely.

"Don't frown, I'll eat more in a moment, and just eat back the morning share." He stared at her frowning eyebrows, suddenly raised his hand, and his rough long fingers stroked her forehead, his voice was gentle and distressed.

Wen Ran trembled, lowered his head, avoiding his too gentle eyes.

Seeing her avoiding her sight, Mo Xiuchen's eyes dimmed, and soon he laughed again, with a clear and cheerful voice in her ears: "Let’s call Amu and Afeng, they are on vacation these two days, I don’t know. Where did you go to be chic."

The words fell, he stretched out his hand to get his mobile phone, Wen Ran's eyes changed slightly, and he blurted out: "Don't call them."

Mo Xiuchen's hand was still not taken out of his pocket. Hearing her words, doubts arose between his eyebrows.

Wen Ran pursed his lips, cleared his eyes to meet his gaze, with a soft voice: "I don't want to be disturbed. Is this meal just for the two of us?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes changed for a while, and he stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand to clasp the back of her head and lowered his head to kiss her lips deeply.

"……"

Wen Ran was shocked, Qinghong's eyes widened in shock.

His kiss came too suddenly, she was caught off guard, the familiar and hot breath rushed to her face, and the strong current ran through her body and mind. The next second, she suddenly recovered, struggling instinctively.

"Repair..."

She didn't say anything to stop her, but instead gave Mo Xiuchen a chance. His kiss was like a gust of wind, sweeping her sanity wildly, plundering her sweet fragrance, and this kiss has injected him these days. There are countless emotions such as longing, pain, and struggle.

Wen Ran struggled for a few times meaningless, and finally gave up.

At the end of the kiss, Mo Xiuchen's eyes were complicated, as he condensed her unmoving eyes, his whole person seemed to be poured from his head by a plate of ice water.

"Ran Ran!"

He called softly, his voice was hoarse and deep, with unconcealable tension.

Wen Ran pursed her lips, and there was the smell of him on her lips. She took a step back, kept a certain distance from him, and said calmly: "Let’s go eat!"

Mo Xiuchen laughed suddenly, laughing at himself, sullenly, "Of course, I should not deceive myself, let alone force you to accompany me all morning, and also want you to accompany me to dinner."

He said every word, slowly and sadly.

Wen Ran's face turned pale, listening to him say: "You can tell me the result now, no matter what the result is, I will accept it."

His voice was exhausted with helplessness. No matter how hard he tried, he could not recover her. In the kiss just now, he clearly felt her emotions.

They have been married for nearly half a year, and he can't remember the number of kisses.

In addition to her resistance at first, she gradually learned to respond. Although the kiss skills were awkward, he could feel her feelings. However, she did not respond to the kiss just now.

When she was struggling with him, she chose to give up and bear, and even, she still had guilt and apology, and wanted to use this kiss to fill his injury...

(End of this chapter)