Chapter 846： Don't despise me

Chapter 846 Don't Despise Me

After the kiss ended, Wen Ran's entire body was limp in Mo Xiuchen's arms.

Her small face is hot, her eyes are blurred, her legs are sour and weak. It's been a long time since she has had such intimacy. She has a heart that seems to pop out of her chest at any time.

Mo Xiuchen put his big hand on her waist, and there was a flame jumping under his hot and deep eyes. After all, he was afraid of frightening her. He resisted the thought of continuing and said hoarsely, "Of course, can you introduce this to me? Where is it?"

He felt that there was a sense of familiarity here, but his mind was out of shape, and he couldn't remember why he was familiar and what meaning it had here for him.

Wen Ran calmed down her mind secretly, then raised her eyes, and when she met his deep and hot eyes, her heart trembled fiercely.

A light smile appeared between her beautiful eyebrows, and she rolled her eyes around the huge courtyard. Finally, her eyes stopped on a cherry tree, and the picture of Mo Xiuchen standing on the cherry tree smiling at her appeared in front of her.

She suddenly felt warm.

Pointed at the tree and said softly: "Xiuchen, when the cherries are ripe, you are still picking me cherries on the tree to eat."

Mo Xiuchenjun’s face was a little dazed, he frowned, trying to remember something, his gentle voice stopped him, "Xiu Chen, don’t rush to think of the past, let me introduce you first. , Don’t force yourself to think about it, you know?"

She was afraid that the more he could not remember, the more anxious she became.

Looking at her caring eyes, Mo Xiuchen couldn't help bending his lips, and gently agreed: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, we have a lifetime. Of course, if I can't remember those pasts for a lifetime, then I will Remember every day from now on, don't you despise me, okay?"

For some reason, his deliberately soft-toned "Don't despise me" made his heart sour. She glared at him pretentiously and said: "You are handsome, noble, wise and decisive. President, who dares to despise you, if you don't despise me, I will burn a lot of incense."

"Haha, of course, you don’t have to burn incense. I forget myself, and I can still remember you. In this life, I can’t escape the palm of your hand."

Mo Xiuchen's ridiculous words expelled the sorrow that had risen in Wen Ran's heart. She couldn't help but stunned him with her eyes, and then grabbed his big hand with her small hand. Fruit trees, I will show you."

"Great!"

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly and charmingly, and Si Tan's eyes were full of pets. Let her hold his hand and walk forward, listening to her soft and soft voice: "Xiu Chen, when you brought me for the first time, it was the season when the cherries were just ripe, and it was you at that time. When you are sick."

Hearing the depressed sadness in Wen Ran's tone, Mo Xiuchen's heart tightened, and he subconsciously held her soft little hand in his palm with his backhand. The two stood still in front of the marble table under the cherry tree, and Wen Ran pointed to the few. The cherry tree said: "That afternoon, you were in charge of picking cherries on the tree, and I was in charge of eating under the tree. We stayed here overnight, and the next day, we picked a lot of cherries and went back to give them away."

"By the way, I will show you the photos."

Wen Ran said, reaching out for his mobile phone.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened, watching her take out her phone and find out the photos, she turned sideways and turned over the album to show him: "Xiuchen, look, this is what I took when you picked the cherries. Isn't it handsome?"

"Ok."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed eagerly, he looked at the photo on Wen Ran's phone, yes, it was him.

He stood on the cherry tree, some of them bent over and handed them to her, some reached out to pick the cherries from the branches, and some smiled softly at her...

One by one, they are proof of their happiness. Looking at those photos, he felt an unspeakable complex emotion in his heart, and his other long arm was tightly wrapped around Wen Ran's waist, "Ranran."

Wen Ran stiffened. She heard the complex emotions in his tone and felt his mood. She turned her head and looked at him tenderly: "Xiu Chen, do you know? You told me back then, wait You come back and plant many fruit trees for me. In the future, every year when the fruit is ripe, you will accompany me to pick fruits here. When we are old, we will still live here..."

In those days when he was away, whenever she thought of those words, her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She is not counting the days and suffering day by day, but suffering every minute and every second, and the pain of panic in the thoughts is incomprehensible to others.

"Sure, I'm sorry."

The gentle pampering in Mo Xiuchen's eyes was replaced by a deep sense of guilt and distress. He knew how far he was in Country D, and how sad and sad he was when he was with Cheng Jia.

She must be sad and desperate.

Not only did she dare not contact him, she also dared not admit it when she connected to his phone.

Thinking of the words she said on the phone, "You made a wrong call", his heart was like a big invisible hand that was severely grabbed. The pain was sharp, and the hand that held her waist suddenly tightened.

Wen Ran's eyes do not know when a layer of moistness appeared, and the already clear eyes became more and more translucent under the water mist, like the finest pearls.

She blinked, suppressing the sadness that was pouring in her heart, a gentle smile appeared on her lips, and she said softly: "Xiuchen, don't apologize, it's not your fault."

Even if he is really with Cheng Jia, even if he treats her as a stranger all his life, she will not blame him, never will.

He is her Xiuchen, the man she loves, as long as he lives well, she is willing to keep this love in her heart forever, just like she said, guarding her love and memories of him, and living this life.

"Xiuchen, this villa is your grandpa and grandma's home. You told me that you had a happy childhood here when you were young."

Wen Ran pursed his lips, smiled brightly, and continued to introduce him.

"Really? This is my grandparents' home?"

He led Wen Ran to the back of the villa, and then back from the right. He was still a little familiar with him, and he couldn't remember any scattered fragments.

Wen Ran said with a smile: "Xiu Chen, because of time, you haven't told me about your childhood fun. When you remember it someday, you must tell me all of it."

She wants to know what he has, share his happiness, and share his sorrows.

Mo Xiuchen smiled and nodded, and gently promised: "Okay, of course, when I remember the past, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"That's it." Wen Ran smiled extremely happily, her eyes blinked, shining like stars, her voice was brisk, and it was very comfortable to listen to: "Don't worry, I will keep waiting. I want you to remember."

"Of course, thank you."

Mo Xiuchen's voice is deep and gentle, and his heart is full of touch.

(End of this chapter)