Just now, Mo Yurou blurted out in a daze, without even realizing what she said. Now that Xiao Zichen pressed her and asked her, she just frowned, without opening her eyes, and her voice was as coquettish as a cute kitten.
, there was that kind of itchy squeaking sound coming from the throat as he spoke.
"Well... I'm so sleepy, let's sleep... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mo Yurou's lips were blocked by Xiao Zichen.
Obviously, the words "husband" completely awakened Xiao Zichen's male hormones, so much so that he forgot that Mo Yurou was still injured.
No, Xiao Zichen made a fierce move and pulled the newly healed wound on Mo Yurou's neck.
Mo Yurou frowned in dissatisfaction and hummed softly.
"Well...it hurts..."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zichen immediately regained his senses, let go of Mo Yurou, and looked down at Mo Yurou's injured neck.
"Does it hurt you?"
Xiao Zichen felt a little regretful, feeling that he was just a beastly bastard, how could he forget everything in a moment of impulse.
As he said that, Xiao Zichen reached out and touched the scar on Mo Yurou's neck. His cool fingertips slid over the slightly twisted scar, and he began to blame himself heavily in his heart.
"itch."
As soon as the wound healed, it would be a little itchy. Now Xiao Zichen touched the wound again. Mo Yurou said this word in a daze, and then patted Xiao Zichen's hand away.
Xiao Zichen saw Mo Yurou's dazed and sleepy look, and finally resisted the urge in his heart and lay aside.
After being freed, Mo Yurou obviously didn't know Xiao Zichen was so horny that she got into his arms again.
Seeing this clingy and delicate woman, Xiao Zichen was completely defeated. He sighed, hugged Mo Yurou tightly, and said pampering and helpless words.
"Goodnight wife."
At this time, Mo Yurou had fallen asleep again, and the only response to Xiao Zichen was the sound of her light breathing.
The next day, Mo Yurou woke up early and was fascinated when she saw the man sleeping beside her.
It seems that she rarely has the opportunity to look at Xiao Zichen so close. In the past, every time she woke up, she saw Xiao Zichen's sharp eyes. She finally woke up before Xiao Zichen. She should appreciate it.
This man's beautiful sleeping face.
The sleeping Xiao Zichen looked different from usual, less angular and more soft.
The thick, curled eyelashes that every woman would envy hang over her eyes like a row of pearlescent silk curtains through the dazzling sunlight outside the window.
The handsome and straight nose bridge is a bit gentler because of the warmth of this bedroom, but it still shows strong handsomeness.
The thin lips are slightly pursed, and the light red color of the lips, because they no longer have the sharp eyes of the past, are actually a little more seductive.
Mo Yurou's eyes lingered on the cold-looking lips for a moment. Countless scenes of kissing Xiao Zichen flashed through her mind. Thinking back to the touch of each contact, Mo Yurou's breathing gradually lost its calmness.
After a night, some stubble broke out on Xiao Zichen's cheeks. He seemed to be scrambling to welcome the new day. Because of this sparse stubble, the man who originally looked a bit delicate was more masculine.
meaning.
Especially those two thick ink-like sword eyebrows that go straight to the temples, making Xiao Zichen, who is already handsome and delicate, even more majestic.
It is said that the eyes are the window to the soul, and they are the most direct place to reveal a person’s character and temperament.
Without the blessing of those deep eyes, Xiao Zichen now has less sense of distance, making people want to get close.
Mo Yurou slowly stretched out her hand towards that delicate face, her heart thumping and losing its original rhythm.
Huh... Mo Yurou's breathing gradually lost its rhythm. Five centimeters, four centimeters, just when Mo Yurou's hand was about to touch the thick ink-like eyebrows, suddenly, Xiao Zichen opened his eyes.
Suddenly, the gentleness and softness on that face disappeared instantly, and the original warmth of the spring breeze suddenly turned into a somewhat oppressive alienation and coldness.
Those deep and invisible eyes were staring straight at Mo Yurou. Even though she had just woken up, she was not blurry at all, and her eyes were particularly dazzling and sharp.
"You, you're awake?"
Mo Yurou retracted her hand subconsciously, and for some reason, when she looked at Xiao Zichen's eyes that seemed to be able to see everything, Mo Yurou couldn't help but feel guilty.
Just as Mo Yurou finished speaking and was about to move back, Xiao Zichen gently hooked his hand on her waist and easily pulled Mo Yurou back into his arms.
"Good morning, were you looking at me just now?"
The first sound the man made in the morning. After sleeping all night, his throat was a little dry, but because of this, there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, which was deep and pleasant to the ears.
Mo Yurou was so excited that her whole body felt weak and her heart felt numb. This low and sweet sound like a cello really made her ears pregnant.
Mo Yurou pushed Xiao Zichen gently, but for some reason, she was a little shy and did not dare to meet Xiao Zichen's burning gaze, so she hid in Xiao Zichen's arms and whispered.
"No, I'm just getting ready to get up."
With that said, Mo Yurou turned over, facing away from Xiao Zichen, then lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.
But the next second, she was pulled into Xiao Zichen's arms again.
Xiao Zichen's head rested directly on the back of Mo Yurou's neck, and the stubble that had just sprouted from the corner of her mouth rubbed against her neck, making it itchy and uncomfortable.
"Lie with me for a while."
Xiao Zichen's voice once again reached Mo Yu's ears. This time, there was a hint of temptation and teasing. Especially at the end, the touch that seemed to slip past her ears made Mo Yurou so confused that she didn't know what to do.
What did you say?
Feeling that Xiao Zichen behind her had been rubbing her ear, Mo Yurou turned over and sat up from the bed. Then she glanced at Xiao Zichen, quickly got out of bed, and walked towards the bathroom on one foot, jumping and dancing.
said.
"It's getting late. Didn't you make an appointment with Brother Yu Sheng for a physical examination today? Go early and come back after the physical examination."
Xiao Zichen looked at the empty embrace, and then at Mo Yurou's panicked appearance of running away. He smiled helplessly, then got out of bed, walked over, picked up Mo Yurou, and said teasingly in her ear.
"Running so fast, why are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"Who is afraid? Just put me down and I can leave by myself."
Saying that, Mo Yurou avoided Xiao Zichen's hot eyes with a guilty conscience.
Seeing Mo Yurou's appearance, Xiao Zichen deliberately teased Mo Yurou. When he put her down, he hugged her waist, then looked at the two people in the mirror and said with a playful expression.
"Yurou, everything that should have happened to us has happened, why are you still so easily shy? I really want to see what your expression was like when we did that."
As he said this, Xiao Zichen's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment.
The only two times he was drunk, he had no memory at all. It is estimated that no one would be in this situation.
We have been a couple for almost two years, and as a husband, he doesn’t even know how he feels when he is intimate with his wife.
Hearing Xiao Zichen's words, Mo Yurou lowered her head guiltily, then pretended to be busy brushing her teeth and slurred something.
"Can you blame me? Go brush your teeth quickly."
Saying that, Mo Yurou pushed Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen seemed to be still stuck in his hard-working memories and did not continue to tease Mo Yurou. After Mo Yurou washed up quickly, she quietly left the bathroom while Xiao Zichen was still reminiscing.
By the time Xiao Zichen came to his senses and came out of the bathroom after washing, Mo Yurou had already changed her clothes and left the bedroom in a wheelchair.
Downstairs, when Mo Yurou arrived at the restaurant, Zhao Keer was already sitting in the restaurant, eating breakfast quietly, but her expression changed, as if she was thinking about something.
"Good morning, Cole."
Mo Yurou came to the dining table and said hello to Zhao Ke'er. When Zhao Ke'er heard the voice, he immediately came to his senses, then took his own plate and sat next to Mo Yurou, and leaned close to her ear.
He said with an excited face.
"I made a decision."
"Huh? Decide what?"
Seeing Zhao Keer's excited expression, Mo Yurou asked with confusion.
After Zhao Keer heard this, he immediately pulled Mo Yurou and whispered mysteriously.
"This is what we discussed last night. I have made a detailed plan, but before that, I need your help."
When Zhao Keer said this, Mo Yurou thought of something and asked curiously.
"What can I help you with? Luo Mingxuan and I are actually not very familiar with each other."
"It's okay. You're not familiar with him. Isn't there someone beside you who is very familiar with him?"
As he said that, Zhao Keer glanced in the direction of the second floor, then pulled Mo Yurou and said.
"Ask him for me later. If I want to be free, I must know myself and my enemy to win. Therefore, my future happiness depends entirely on you."
With that said, Zhao Keer peeled an egg for Mo Yurou to please her, and then winked at her.