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"Yes."

Mo Zhaoyun watched as Gong Wan’er worked methodically, and felt warmth in his heart. He tilted his head and pecked her on the face, and sighed: "My wife is truly virtuous and virtuous."

"Of course." Gong Wan’er lifted his chin and gave Mo Zhaoyun a look that said he was proud of himself.

"It seems like I'm the one taking advantage." Mo Zhaoyun hugged Gong Wan’er from behind as his warm breath sprayed onto her sensitive ears.

Gong Wan’er's ears twitched, he moved his body and used a free hand to push him, "Alright, stop messing around, you go out first, the food will be ready in a moment."

"No." It was rare for a Boss Mo to be so headstrong. He grabbed onto his wife's soft waist and refused to let go.

"How am I supposed to cook here?" Gong Wan’er shoved Mo Zhaoyun around with the spatula, holding back his teeth: "Just looking at me, makes no difference, I don't even know how to cook."

"Alright, my wife despises me." Mo Zhaoyun feigned dejection and sighed, then slowly walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.

Seeing Mo Zhaoyun leave, Gong Wan’er breathed a sigh of relief before he turned around to continue cooking. Not long later, the three dishes and the soup that he had prepared for the day arrived on the table.

After bringing the last dish onto the table, Gong Wan’er raised his voice and said towards the living room: "Summoning Yun, Xuan Xuan, it's time to eat."

"Got it."

Mo Zhaoyun put down the magazine in his hand, and looked at the still stiff little shota, he turned gentle and said, "Go and eat."

Xuan Xuan clenched his small fists and got up from the sofa. With a tight face, he did not dare to look at Mo Zhaoyun and softly replied, "Mhm."

After the two of them entered the dining hall, Xuan Xuan sat down obediently. When Gong Wan’er considered the fact that he was still young and didn't know how to use chopsticks, he took out a spoon and gave it to to use.

"Thank you Auntie." Xuan Xuan's face was a little red, as if he was shy.

When Mo Zhaoyun saw that Gong Wan’er and his relationship was so good, and that his wife's face was so warm that he had never seen it before, he couldn't help but think of his wife's child …

If the child was still alive, he would definitely be obedient and sensible in the future.

After he slightly shook himself out of his daze, Mo Zhaoyun quickly regained his senses and threw all these matters to the back of his mind. Seeing his wife carefully giving Xuan Xuan food, he couldn't help but smile.

Xuan Xuan was very obedient, and almost did not care about food, causing Gong Wan’er to like this sensible child even more. The atmosphere was rarely warm.

After dinner, Mo Zhaoyun was helping Gong Wan’er clean up the table when he suddenly heard a doorbell ring.

Gong Wan’er pushed Mo Zhaoyun a little, "Go open the door."

"Yes."

Mo Zhaoyun helped Gong Wan’er to bring the dishes to the kitchen, then they strolled into the courtyard to open the profound entrance.

"Chu Ning?" Mo Zhaoyun looked at the anxious woman with bloodshot eyes at the door, "You're looking for your son?"

"Sorry for disturbing you. When I returned home, I found that the child had disappeared. I went to the security room to ask around but found out that it was your wife who brought my son back …" Chu Ning's eyes were brimming with tears, looking extremely worried, his gaze looking in every direction.

However, Mo Zhaoyun did not have any intentions of letting Chu Ning in. He just stood at the door with an indifferent expression, and after hearing all of Chu Ning's crying, he turned his head and shouted, "Xuan Xuan, your mother is here to bring you home."

Xuan Xuan, who was watching TV in the living room, suddenly heard Mo Zhaoyun's words. His entire body shivered as though he was afraid, but he quickly recovered.

"Mom." Xuan Xuan called out softly, he obediently walked to Chu Ning's side and stood there quietly with his head lowered, as though he was admitting his mistakes.

After putting all the bowls into the dishwasher, Gong Wan’er also heard Mo Zhaoyun's voice. He quickly left the kitchen and walked to the entrance of the Profound Entrance. Seeing Chu Ning's anxious expression, she seemed to have also been crying a while ago, and felt a little guilty as she explained, "I ran into Xuan Xuan inside the elevator.

Although there was no one at home, Gong Wan’er brought Xuan Xuan back home. Although it was a good deed, the result made Chu Ning worry and cry, no matter what, it was better to explain.

"Thank you, I was busy at work so I didn't have time to watch him these days. I thought he …" Chu Ning's emotions fluctuated greatly, and as she spoke, her tears almost fell. However, she was still able to remember the situation she was in right now.

Chu Ning's tone was normal, but Gong Wan’er slightly heaved a sigh of relief. With a gentle expression, he said: "It's alright, it's nothing."

Chu Ning hugged Xuan Xuan and laughed apologetically as she lowered her head and said gently, "Xuan Xuan, farewell to uncle and aunt."

Xuan Xuan raised his head, and quickly looked at Chu Ning, then quickly shifted his gaze away and looked at Gong Wan’er, "Goodbye Auntie."

After pausing for a moment, he looked at Mo Zhaoyun and said softly, "Goodbye uncle."

Gong Wan’er smiled and waved to Xuan Xuan: "Goodbye."

After sending off the two of them, Mo Zhaoyun hugged Gong Wan’er and returned to the living room. With a calm voice, he asked: "You like Xuan Xuan a lot?"

"You're quite sensible, not making a fuss." Gong Wan’er paused for a moment, and then added, "I like this kind of child."

"Hmm?" Mo Zhaoyun raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask while laughing: "Does that mean, you won't like it if our children in the future start crying and making trouble?"

"Disgusting! What nonsense are you spouting! " Gong Wan’er stared at Mo Zhaoyun, and said: "I just don't know how to coax my children, trying to reason with them is not going to work, I just cry and make a fuss, I can't be scolded, it's too hard to do."

Just thinking about it was a little scary.

Thinking about how his wife would be helpless against their two children, Mo Zhaoyun felt an itch in his heart, and thought that it was really interesting. He forced himself to smile and kiss her, and said gently: "It's alright, I'll be here in the future!"

Gong Wan’er was startled for a moment, and when she imagined Mo Zhaoyun, the tyrannical CEO, changing into the warm and gentle baby boy form, she seemed to be pretty good. Then she smiled, and replied: "This is what you said yourself, when the child cries and makes trouble in the future, it will be your problem!"

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyun smiled, "But the condition is that we have to have a child first."

Hearing that, Gong Wan’er laughed, and pouted: "I knew you have ill intentions!"

"Wife, this is the truth." Mo Zhaoyun held onto Gong Wan’er's small and thick waist, and felt a little bit of a muscle feeling on his wife's stomach. The feeling of being touched was pretty good, and he touched her a few more times.

Gong Wan’er pressed down Mo Zhaoyun's large hand that was in chaos and glared at him, "Just finished eating …."

Before he even finished speaking, he was intercepted by Mo Zhaoyun, who directly hugged him tightly by the waist, and walked towards the bedroom in large strides.

Another night passed.

… ….

Gong Wan’er ran around the gym for half a month and felt that his stamina was much better than before. Now, even if he ran for another half an hour, he wouldn't feel unbearable.

Ever since Gong Wan’er started to build up his fitness, not only had his physical strength improved, but because of his yoga training, his body had become even softer. Because of this, Gong Wan’er was constantly being tossed around by Mo Zhaoyun, and couldn't wait to get pregnant and fiercely punish him.

Today, Gong Wan’er had a afternoon nap, after changing his clothes, he planned to go downstairs to the gym only to see that Mo Zhaoyun had also taken off his suit and changed into a sports outfit. In his hands, he was holding onto two thermos glasses.

"This is..." Gong Wan’er recognized that one of the cups was his.

Mo Zhaoyun embraced Gong Wan’er's waist and carried her out of the office, walking towards the elevator, "Didn't you say that I'd have time to accompany you to your body? If there's nothing else today, I can accompany you there."

"Not busy today?" Gong Wan’er was a little suspicious, she had noticed that Mo Zhaoyun had been busy recently, why was he suddenly not busy anymore?

"I am not as busy as I was before." Mo Zhaoyun laughed helplessly: "No matter how busy I am, I still need to rest, and properly relax. Otherwise, don't you feel bad if you tire your wife out?"

With regards to Mo Zhaoyun's occasional blabbermouth, Gong Wan’er could already deal with it as usual, but she still liked Mo Zhaoyun arranging things like this.

"It's good that you know how to rest. I heard from my parents that you never knew how to rest when you worked in the past." Gong Wan’er muttered. It was obvious that he did not trust Mo Zhaoyun, the habitual criminal in the past.

After entering the elevator, Mo Zhaoyun lowered his head and kissed Gong Wan’er's pink lips, then laughed out with a pampered expression: "In the past, being alone, of course I could only work, but now that I have a wife, I'm naturally different."

"Have you eaten honey? Your mouth is so sweet!" Gong Wan’er felt sweet in his heart, but he couldn't help but tease on the surface.

"Why don't you try it?"

After Mo Zhaoyun finished speaking, he bent down and blocked Gong Wan’er's mouth, gently licking her lips, and then left very quickly. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "How is it, is it sweet?"

"This is an elevator!" It was simply the bottom line of challenging Gong Wan’er, it was kind of exciting.

"So it's just a taste." Mo Zhaoyun seemed to have something in mind, he licked his lips evilly, and continued to ask: "Have you tasted the sweetness?"

"Sweet, sweet!" Gong Wan’er glared at Mo Zhaoyun unhappily, he touched his lips, and only heaved a sigh of relief after realizing that he was not swollen.

After Gong Wan’er finished speaking, the elevator stopped right away, and she anxiously dragged Mo Zhaoyun out.

Mo Zhaoyun carelessly glanced at the class schedule on the front desk and asked: "There's a yoga class today?"

"Yes, it has already begun. I won't be going." Gong Wan’er's flexibility was good enough, he could do it with a computer, he did not have to go to class.

Mo Zhaoyun nodded his head lightly. Yoga and the like, he could practice once he got home.

"I'll go run first, what equipment do you want to choose for your fitness?!" Gong Wan’er picked a treadmill and already started exercising. At this time, the number of people in the gym was not many.