Chapter 855： It's not a dragon or phoenix

Chapter 855

Wen Ran hung up the phone, and when she looked up, she saw Mo Xiuchen's deep and scorching eyes. Her heartbeat was slightly chaotic, and her eyes flashed, and she asked in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Mo Xiuchen leaned forward and whispered to her: "Of course, I also want a son and a daughter, not a dragon or phoenix."

"……"

Wen Ran stared at him with wide eyes.

Mo Xiuchen laughed lowly, stroked her warm hair with her big palm, and said petly, “Of course, this is just my wish, don’t be nervous, I won’t force you to give birth to me now.”

The astonishment in Wen Ran's eyes slowly dissipated. She remembered that at the beginning, she told him that when she wanted a child, he refused because of her health.

Later, those things they experienced...

For a time, my heart fluctuates.

"Ran Ran."

Mo Xiuchen has no memory, and naturally does not have her mixed feelings, but he can feel her mood changes, and in the deep voice, he can't help but feel more distressed.

Wen Ran pursed his lips, calling him softly: "Xiu Chen."

"Ok."

Mo Xiuchen responded, with a gentle arc at the corner of his mouth, staring at her eyes, also gentle and deep.

'S gentle voice was distressingly dazed: "Xiu Chen, it's not that I don't want to, but I'm a little scared."

"I know, of course, don't think so much."

Mo Xiuchen hugged her into his arms distressedly. He knew that, however, willing to take him to the countryside was the biggest step, and he couldn't ask her to accept him all at once.

His long, well-knotted fingers gently combed her black hair, and his soft magnetic voice fell on her ears: "Of course, I know what you are afraid of. I won't force you. Let's go slowly, OK? "

"Ok."

Wen Ran raised his face slightly, looking at him with clear eyes.

She will try, step by step out of the shadow and fear that the poisonous oath brought to her.

"Of course, I will always be with you, whether you are your friend or your husband, don't be too stressed..."

Mo Xiuchen's words made Wen Ran's uneasy heart gradually calm down again. She pursed her lips and smiled brightly, and lifted the basket: "Pick so much is enough, let's go home."

"Great."

Mo Xiuchen nodded with a smile, took the basket in her hand, grasped her small hand, and led her out of the strawberry greenhouse.

Back to the villa, she gently washed the strawberries and brought them to the living room. Mo Xiuchen was leaning back on the sofa lazily, smiling, looking at her tenderly.

"Xiuchen, now you can eat with confidence."

Wen Ran smiled and fed a strawberry to his mouth, Mo Xiuchen smiled, holding her hand, and elegantly bit the strawberry, her big palm clasped Wen Ran's wrist and gently pulled it, and Wen Ran was pulled by him. Had to fall to sit beside him.

She whispered, and before she sat down, the man beside her suddenly leaned over.

"Repair the dust, don't make trouble."

Wen Ran smiled and avoided.

Mo Xiuchen's **** overflowed with a deep smile: "Of course, you washed the strawberries, I will feed you."

Wen Ran had to eat the strawberries he fed into his mouth.

Fei that annoying phone ringing came at an untimely time.

"You can answer the phone."

Hei Xiuchen's long fingers pressed the answer button, and the phone came to his ear and gave a feed, his long arm stretched over again and pulled Wen Ran over.

Wen Ran trembled slightly, adjusted his seat slightly, leaned against him slightly, and looked at him tenderly with brows and eyes.

Mo Xiuchen smiled, lowered his head, and put his chin on her head.

Listening to Luo Haofeng’s voice from the phone: "Xiu Chen, is your time now?"

"Just tell me something." Mo Xiuchen's voice was calm and faintly displeased. This Luo Haofeng always spoiled his good deeds and disturbed his peaceful two-person world.

Hearing the displeasure in his tone, Luo Haofeng on the other end of the phone was secretly startled, God, won’t it happen to bother him again!

He hesitated and then smiled: "Xiu Chen, are you with Ranran?"

Mo Xiuchen's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and tightened slightly with a gentle force, his voice was more unpleasant than before, and a little more impatient, "What the **** is it with you?"

(End of this chapter)