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Gong Wan’er heard and heaved a sigh of relief.

"I thought that after a few days of not meeting, you and your CEO has nothing to do." Liu Beibei said.

Gong Wan’er sighed with his hand on his forehead: "Can't you hope for me to do better?" Why did I end up making such a bad friend?

"Who asked you to not contact me!?" I'm going to have a lovesick. " His tone was filled with grief and grievance.

Gong Wan’er coughed lightly: "I have a husband, you should keep it to yourself." she joked.

"What a lecherous guy! To think I was worried about you. " Without even thinking about it, Liu Beibei would definitely lift his head up right now with a face full of disdain.

"However," Gong Wan’er paused for a moment, and continued, "something bad really did happen."

"What?" Liu Beibei asked.

"A while ago, didn't my parents say that they were going on a trip? Actually, they were carrying us on their backs to treat leukemia." Even though moxa's illness had already healed, Gong Wan’er still felt a bit of lingering fear after thinking about it. He really didn't want to experience such a dark day anymore.

Liu Beibei was stunned at first, then said, "That can't be. I saw them a few days ago.

"Huh?" Gong Wan’er thought that Liu Beibei must have misjudged her, and only after that did she realize that she was referring to Gong Jiande and Hao Jinzhi. He then said:

"It's the mother of Zhenyun. She has leukemia."

"What?" So what now? I heard it's difficult to recover from. " Liu Beibei also said worriedly.

"Now that he's recovered, someone has donated his bone marrow. I had thought that …" While talking, Gong Wan’er's sadness shifted from the Korean drama to the moxa's illness.

"Isn't this enough? Why are you still like this? " Liu Beibei was happy at first, but after that, she was a little perplexed by the emotion she was feeling.

"I'm just, still a little afraid..." Gong Wan’er said weakly, the hand he used to hold the phone with turned white.

"It's fine, don't worry." Liu Beibei consoled Gong Wan’er from the other side, thinking that only such a thing could knock her down.

Gong Wan’er nodded at this point, as his mood slightly eased up.

"Hey, can't you all celebrate such a big joyous event?" Liu Beibei continued.

Gong Wan’er was stunned at first, because she had not thought of this matter at all, but when Liu Beibei mentioned it, she felt that it wasn't impossible.

"When we call Yun back, I'll discuss it with him. I was a bit too busy before, so I didn't think too much about it."

"You, now you're 'Summon Yun' or 'Summon Yun', the power of love!" Liu Beibei ridiculed.

"Bebe, are your words really …"

"What is it?"

"It's full of sour taste!" Saying that, Gong Wan’er laughed out loud.

"Gong Wan’er, just you wait!"

The two chatted for a while longer before hanging up. When he arrived, Liu Beibei was still brooding over the words "full of sour taste".

Because moxa was sick, there was a large backlog of business at the company, so when Mo Zhaoyun returned home, he was already in a half asleep state.

He took off his coat and walked over to the bed. Only the bedside lamp was on, and the warm yellow light shining on Gong Wan’er's face made her look especially attractive.

Mo Zhaoyun couldn't help but lean over and kiss her on her lips. However, this kiss couldn't help but want more. It was also very gentle and straightforward.

Gong Wan’er only felt that she was becoming more and more breathless. Faintly opening her eyes, Mo Zhaoyun's handsome face enlarged in front of her. She gently pushed Mo Zhaoyun away and then reached out her hands to touch his face.

"Summoning Yun, you're back." The voice was soft, and it sounded a bit like it was coming out of bed.

Mo Zhaoyun nodded, looking at Gong Wan’er's completely red lips, he curled his lips slightly, and placed his right hand on Gong Wan’er's waist.

Mo Zhaoyun's hands were cold, causing him to wake up from his stupor and sat up.

"It's late, right? Have you eaten yet?" Gong Wan’er clearly knew that his husband always ate on time, so no matter how he reminded him, he would always forget.

"Nope." Mo Zhaoyun shook his head.

Hearing that, Gong Wan’er's face was first filled with helplessness, then he wanted to stand up and say: "Then I'll go make it for you."

Mo Zhaoyun pulled her closer, infinitely neared her face, and slowly said: "I want to eat … …" He paused. Then, the word 'you' floated out. The darkness was filled with boundless lust.

"Rogue!" Gong Wan’er was furious, she pushed him away and walked towards the kitchen.

Mo Zhaoyun had to follow along.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of tomato and egg noodles was placed in front of Mo Zhaoyun.

"Eat." Gong Wan’er said.

Taking advantage of his husband's meal time, Gong Wan’er told Mo Zhaoyun about Liu Beibei's suggestion in the afternoon and asked for his opinion.

"It's not impossible, I'm just afraid that my parents don't like to be too flamboyant." Mo Zhaoyun said worriedly.

"Besides, Mom just got out of the hospital. I don't want her to work too hard." he continued.

Gong Wan’er held his head and thought about what Mo Zhaoyun had said, as if what he said made a lot of sense.

"Then let's not do it." Gong Wan’er said in a dejected tone.

Mo Zhaoyun saw that Gong Wan’er was a little unhappy, and of course he couldn't bear it. He put down his chopsticks and sat beside her.

"You really want to do it?" Mo Zhaoyun asked softly.

"Not really. It's just that I think we've just had a big problem and can change the atmosphere with a dinner party. From the knowledge of someone donating their bone marrow to the success of the operation to being discharged from the hospital, it feels like a dream, unreal. " Gong Wan’er slowly said.

The day that he found out that moxa was sick, Gong Wan’er only wanted to take good care of her and didn't think of anything else. Every day, he would wake up and go to the hospital, chat with moxa and do all kinds of examinations. After that, when Mo’s Father came to take over at night, he would go home and wait for the next morning when he woke up.

Later on, as her illness worsened, she began to think more and more about it, afraid that the moxa was really … What about the Mo’s Father? What about Mo Zhaoyun? What about her? Sometimes, when she looked at moxa's sleeping face, she would feel some pain, and her heart would feel like being pierced by needles.

And then, knowing that someone had donated his bone marrow, that the operation had been successful, and that he had finally been discharged from the hospital, time passed quickly.

"I know." Mo Zhaoyun comforted her as he hugged her and kissed her hair.

Gong Wan’er leaned into Mo Zhaoyun's embrace obediently and the two of them didn't speak for a long time.

"Then let's ask Mom and Dad tomorrow and see what they think?" Mo Zhaoyun said.

"Really?" Gong Wan’er raised his head, his tone jubilant.

"Yes."

"I can manage it. I won't let Mom get tired." Gong Wan’er said this as if the Mo’s Father would definitely agree to it.

With that, Gong Wan’er's mood turned good and he left Mo Zhaoyun's embrace. He hummed a song and walked to the sink to wash the dishes.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at her lovingly, then walked to Gong Wan’er's side and hugged her from behind.

"Evening." Her voice was hoarse and filled with tenderness.

"What's wrong?" Gong Wan’er asked as he turned on the tap.

"I'm not full yet."

Mo Zhaoyun's breath on Gong Wan’er's neck felt a bit itchy, so she used his elbow to lightly nudge Mo Zhaoyun.

"Aiya, you went away!" There was a hint of rebuke in his tone.

Mo Zhaoyun ignored her. Instead, he hugged her even more tightly and continued.

"As a wife, don't feed me?"

"No no no, you starve to death!" Gong Wan’er wanted to struggle free from him, but was unable to move. Thus, he thought to himself, it seems that I should never compare physical strength with a man.

"I can't bear to part with you. I don't want to die."

With that, Mo Zhaoyun placed a thin kiss on Gong Wan’er's neck, without any desire, as though teasing.

Gong Wan’er was a little ticklish, so he wriggled around like an earthworm in his arms. He was still chuckling, and unknowingly, he woke up a certain sleeping creature.

"Night, don't move." Mo Zhaoyun said, his tone was different from before, he was patient, but also explosive.

Gong Wan’er felt the change in Mo Zhaoyun's body behind her, and did not dare to move around too much. His body was stretched taut, and even though the sound of her breathing was very soft, she could still hear Mo Zhaoyun's increasingly hurried breathing. She could no longer hear the sound of flowing water.

"Summon Yun." she called timidly.

What responded to her was Mo Zhaoyun's actions. His warm hands slowly moved from the bottom of Gong Wan’er's clothes to the bottom and unbuckled his undergarment from the back, then moved forward. The heat from his body gradually spread to Gong Wan’er's, causing him to feel somewhat hot.

Gong Wan’er turned her head, wanting to say something, but before she could say anything, her lips were grabbed by Mo Zhaoyun, followed by her chin and neck. The dense, soft, and thick kiss fell down just like that, causing Gong Wan’er to unknowingly sink into it.

Slowly, Mo Zhaoyun felt that this was far from enough, so he carried Gong Wan’er by the waist and walked towards the bedroom. His eyes were filled with desire, but his footsteps were slow.

The pure white moonlight spilled in from the window, and as the sky grew darker and darker, the silence grew even more tranquil as the breathing in and out of the house rose and fell.

Another beautiful night!

The next day, when Gong Wan’er woke up, his whole body was sore, as if he had been run over by a train.

"It's really unfair!" Gong Wan’er complained in a small voice, then went to wash up and started to cook breakfast for himself.

After eating, Gong Wan’er rushed to the Mo Mansion, and told them about the feast in front of him. When he passed by the supermarket, he guessed that the nutrition products he bought the last time were almost finished, so he bought some more. When they arrived, Mo’s Father and moxa were walking leisurely in the courtyard.

"Dad, Mom." Gong Wan’er shouted as he placed the things down.

"Evening." moxa responded while she revealed a kind smile.

"How have you been?" Thinking about how she hadn't come to Mo Mansion since she was cured and discharged from the hospital, she started to worry about him.

"Alright then. Don't worry, and don't always worry about me. Just live a good life for all of you." moxa said. As parents, they never wanted to implicate their own children.

Gong Wan’er laughed, he did not want to argue with moxa.