Chapter 872
"Great!"
Although it was only a word, Mo Xiuchen smiled with satisfaction.
His well-knotted palms stroked her cheeks, leaned over, and kissed her soft lips gently.
Wen Ran was struggling, and did not respond, just closed his eyes gently.
Mo Xiuchen did not kiss deeply, and quickly let go of her, condensing her blush little face, the corner of his mouth curled up cheerfully: "Of course, go to sleep."
"Or, I'll go to the next room to sleep."
Wen Ran softly suggested that she was afraid that it might affect his sleep well.
She was inconvenient for these two days, but he was a normal man who had abstained for so long. When he was held in his arms last night, she clearly felt his scorching heat.
Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed deep, and his slightly dull voice was firm and domineering: "Don't go, I like to hold you."
"But, won't you be uncomfortable?"
"It will be uncomfortable. Of course, I still want to sleep with you. After waiting for these few days, you can compensate me well, okay?"
Mo Xiuchen suddenly grabbed her little hand and placed it on a certain part of him in a rogue manner.
With a warm scream, her face suddenly burst into red.
The hand suddenly withdrew like an electric shock. Mo Xiuchen laughed happily, "Haha, of course, we have been married for almost a year now, why are you so shy."
glared at him warmly, with an angry and shy face, "I'm not as thick as you. If you laugh again, I will go to the guest room to sleep."
Seeing that she was really leaving, Mo Xiuchen grabbed her quickly, smiled and apologized, “Of course, I won’t smile anymore, don’t smile, don’t leave.”
"You are still laughing."
Wen Ran stared at his smiling eyebrows, this nasty man still loves to play hooliganism even if he loses his memory.
Mo Xiuchen tried hard to hold back his laugh, but he was so happy, he couldn't help it no matter what, there was still a smile between his eyebrows. Seeing Wen Ran's face of shame and anger, he had a plan in his heart. The big palm clasped her head directly, pressed her small face into her arms, and embraced her tenderly, "Of course, I am so happy to be with you."
Wen Ran wasn't really angry either. Hearing his words, his heart softened again.
She slowly hugged his waist with both hands, and leaned softly in his arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, she felt sweetness again in her heart.
"Ran Ran!"
Feeling her gentleness, Mo Xiuchen's lips raised a happy smile, even his voice filled with happiness.
"Ok."
Wen Ran responded softly in his arms.
The arc of Mo Xiuchen's mouth keeps increasing, his smile lightens his deep eyes, and the strength of his arm is also increasing a little bit. Although it is tight, it will not hurt the person in his arms. The whisper that overflows his thin lips is full. Affectionate love: "Ran Ran!"
"Ok."
Wen Ran answered every time he called.
The warm and quiet room, his soft call and her answer are like a piece of love music, hovering in the room for a long time.
Finally, the sound of shouting and answering disappeared, the air was filled with ambiguity, and the temperature was rising in the two people's gradually rapid breathing. The moonlight outside the window was like water, and the sigh of the room became more and more heavy. .
Wen Ran had to make up for his loneliness and longing for her in advance because of someone’s hurried and uncomfortable “ranran... OK?”.
Use both hands to help him resolve. When someone is comfortable, her hands are almost broken.
In the middle of the night, Mo Xiuchen got out of bed, went to the bathroom and wrung a towel back, and wiped her hands for Wen Ran. She closed her eyes tightly and did not dare to open them.
Mo Xiuchen wiped her hands, and said in her ear, "Of course, I love you." Then he turned around and went into the bathroom to clean.
The phone rang, and Mo Xiuchen hadn't returned yet. Wen Ran had to open his eyes. He took the phone he had placed on the bedside table and saw the call. A trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she raised her eyes to look in the direction of the bathroom.
"Of course, who is calling?"
Mo Xiuchen came out of the bathroom with only a bath towel around her body. His sturdy physique looked **** and seductive under the light, and he couldn't help but stare at him warmly.
"Ran Ran."
Mo Xiuchen chuckled lightly and strode to the bed. Wen Ran concealed a smile, and handed him the phone: "It's from Mo Zixuan."
Mo Xiuchen took the phone, and before pressing the answer button, he teased her again: "Is this figure still satisfactory to you?"
"Ah, who is watching you!"
Wen Ran retorted nonchalantly, and pulled the quilt directly to cover her hot face.
Outside the quilt, Mo Xiuchen's hearty laughter echoed in the room, "Of course, if you are satisfied, I will let you watch it every day."
"You go out to answer the phone."
Wen Ran's small face emerged from the quilt, shouted at Mo Xiuchen, and then got his head into the quilt. Mo Xiuchen smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll go to the study to answer the phone. Of course, don't let yourself be bored. Up."
Hearing his footsteps walking towards the study, then there was a slight opening and closing of the door, Wen Ran got out of the quilt, raised her hand to touch her hot little face, then took her hand away from her face and stared at her. heart.
In front of her eyes, the shameful thing just appeared again. She frowned tightly, ditched the unthinkable images in her mind, closed her eyes, and warned herself secretly: Wen Ran, stop thinking about it, hurry to sleep.
In the study, Mo Xiuchen pressed the answer button, and said in a low voice, "Hey!"
"Aren't you coming back to live tonight?"
Mo Zixuan’s voice came through the night, Mo Xiuchen smiled and said calmly, “Well, I moved back to the suburbs, and I won’t live there in the future.”
"Have you had a showdown with the old man or is it all right?"
Mo Zixuan didn't know how Mo Xiuchen said to Mo Jingteng, or how far he and Wen Ran had developed. He just felt that his move must be one of the reasons.
"Both. Not only did we come back, but I also had a showdown with him. Did your negotiation go smoothly tonight?" Mo Xiuchen asked casually, not caring about his results tonight.
"The person Li Yuanchang and his daughter wanted to meet is you, but you missed the appointment. Do you think it will go smoothly?" Mo Zixuan's voice was mocking. "I thought the old man would call you. It seems that he didn't call you. Phone. Li Yaqing left as soon as she saw you didn't go."
Li Yaqing is the daughter of Li Yuanchang. I heard that she is a beautiful and capable woman. I don't know when I met Mo Xiuchen and fell in love with him.
Tonight's arrangement, their father and daughter are for Mo Xiuchen.
Mo Xiuchen sneered and said, "This is the old man. He will figure it out by himself, so don't worry."
"Of course I am not worried. The company is neither mine nor the president. However, the old man is very angry, so be careful, don’t get tired."
Mo Xiuchen has no memory. Maybe he doesn't understand Mo Jingteng, but Mo Zixuan understands Mo Jingteng's viciousness. He will definitely not let this matter out tonight.
It’s the last day of March. Unknowingly, everyone stayed with Yezi January again. First, thank you sincerely. I wish you all a happy and happy end of the last day of this month. You can set your goals for the next month and work hard together. ! I still have to say, ask for monthly tickets, give rewards and recommend tickets. Today, I will rush the comments to 8888, come to an auspicious number, and greet April together, OK?
(End of this chapter)