Chapter 859 Do You Want Me To Help You
Happy times always pass very fast.
The three days that Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen spent in the country villa were just a blink of an eye.
On the third night, after dinner, Mo Xiuchen accompanied Wen Ran to watch the stars on the rooftop.
After a rain at noon, the night breeze was more cool, blowing through the nose, with a fresh and elegant floral scent, as it breathed into the lungs, and the whole mood was relieved.
Wen Ran put his hands on the railing, his slender body was held in his arms by Mo Xiuchen, the two of them hugged each other, and the air flowing around them was stained with a hint of happiness.
"Sure, are you tired?"
After a while, Mo Xiuchen's deep and gentle voice sounded in her ears. While speaking, his thin lips lightly stroked her sensitive earlobes, and his head was turned aside by the trace of numbness.
"Not tired."
"Let's go downstairs, you rest early."
Mo Xiuchen turned her head around and let the two face each other. He stared at her clear eyes and said softly: "You shouldn't be too tired these two days."
Wen Ran confronted him with deep eyes softly, his heart warmed, his face couldn't help but smile, and he nodded obediently: "Okay, let's go down."
"Yeah." Mo Xiuchen clasped her hand with her big palm, and interlocked her fingers gently.
The temperature of each other is transmitted directly to the heart through the fingertips, without words, just such an action, we can deeply feel each other's affectionate love.
The eyes are facing each other, and the light in the eyes is full of gentleness.
Tonight is their last night here, and they will return to City G tomorrow, and Wen Ran feels a little bit sad. Back in the master bedroom, Mo Xiuchen soaked Wen Ran a cup of brown sugar water, and said carefully and thoughtfully: "Ranran, you drink this brown sugar water first. I will put the bath water for you, and I won’t put it in the bath tonight. Yes, you stand and take a shower."
"You know a lot."
Wen Ran couldn't help but jokes, he lost his memory, and he still knows this.
Mo Xiuchen twitched his mouth slightly and said with a smile: “Isn’t this common sense, of course, don’t you understand?”
Wen Ran ignored him, drank a cup of brown sugar water, put the cup back on the coffee table, and said, “I’ll just fill the water by myself. You can take a break.”
"Row."
Mo Xiuchen did not rob her, but responded gently, turned and walked towards the cloakroom.
Wen Ran blinked in surprise, then walked over, and asked: "Xiu Chen, your clothes are not in your room, why are you still looking for clothes?"
"You go to put the water, I will help you find clothes."
Mo Xiuchen didn't look back, and stepped into the cloakroom, but Wen Ran's face was hot, and he quickly said, "No, I'll find it myself."
"Ranran, do you want me to take a bath for you?" Mo Xiuchen turned around, looked at Wen Ran walking towards him, and smiled meaningfully.
Wen Ran's footsteps, the scene of last night appeared before her eyes, her small face was hot, and seeing Mo Xiuchen smile more and more charmingly, she glared at him, turned and walked to the bathroom.
"Haha!"
Mo Xiuchen looked at her shyly and couldn't help laughing.
Speaking of, it was also Mo Xiuchen's bad luck. Last night, when he was about to eat Ranran, her aunt suddenly came.
If he hadn't lost his memory, he would definitely remember that when they first got married, they had one time.
The difference is that they did not have such deep feelings for each other at that time, they were just tempted by hormones. But last night was different. Last night, they were nothing but firewood.
Wen Ran didn’t wash her hair last night, and even washed her hair tonight. She didn’t pay much attention just now. When she was putting on her clothes, she discovered that Mo Xiuchen had found her a set of long-sleeved cotton pajamas instead of a nightdress. .
Want to come, he was afraid of her cold.
Wen Ran felt warm and sweet in his heart. He stared in his pajamas for a few seconds before putting on neatly, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. Mo Xiuchen immediately turned his eyes from the LCD screen to her, got up, and strode towards her. She came: "Of course, I will help you dry your hair first."
His tall figure stayed in front of her, while speaking, he took her hand and walked to the dressing table. He sat her down in the chair and scanned her hair. He paused for a second and said, "Your hair is too wet. I'll use a towel to dry it for you before blowing it."
(End of this chapter)