Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

Wen Ran knew that the more she answered his words, the prouder he would be. She simply ignored him, picked up her chopsticks, and concentrated on eating.

Mo Xiuchen seemed to find it boring to be alone, so he stopped teasing her and ate the food gracefully.

The kiss just now and the flirting words were quickly forgotten by Wen Ran. Her mind was all focused on the food on the table. After eating a few chopsticks, she looked up and saw that Mo Xiuchen was too polite. She frowned. Wrinkling, he put the vegetables into his bowl again.

"Thank you Ranran."

Mo Xiuchen thanked him sincerely and continued to eat the food in the bowl.

It was already an hour after the meal was finished.

Wen Ran only had half an hour to eat. The rest of the time was spent waiting for Mo Xiuchen. After eating, she leaned back in her chair and quietly admired Mo Xiuchen's elegance. She found that looking at him Eating is also a kind of enjoyment.

After eating, Mo Xiuchen called and asked Zhang Ma to come over and clean up. He and Wen Ran went upstairs together.

When Wen Ran was taking a shower, a certain shameless man insisted on taking a shower with her. He also said that he had already had sex with her in the company's office just now, and now he was just taking a shower with her and would not treat her badly. how.

"That's not okay, I won't wash with you."

Wen Ran didn't want to be fooled. This man was born in the year of the wolf. She was like a sweet lamb in front of him. If she skinned her skin and roasted it deliciously and presented it to him, would that wolf really know how to do it? Don't want to eat?

Of course, impossible!

"Of course, if you don't let me wash together, then we will do it again in a while."

Mo Xiuchen threatened.

Finally, Wen Ran let him into the bathroom with his assurance.

As soon as he came in, the ambiguity in the bathroom filled with mist suddenly escalated. Wen Ran lowered her head and could feel his eyes staring at her, as hot as fire.

"Of course, let me help you."

His tall figure stood aside. A few seconds later, he walked towards her. Wen Ran refused instinctively: "No, just wash yours."

"No, let's go together."

Mo Xiuchen walked to the bathtub, squatted down, and touched her fat skin with his slender fingers, making Wen Ran's body tremble uncontrollably.

"Of course, you are so sensitive."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was hoarse, and there was a thick smile on his lips.

"Close your eyes and take a bath for a while. I'll wash it for you and call you."

Not sure if it was because his voice was too captivating or because Wen Ran was too tired, she looked at him and really closed her eyes.

However, not seeing does not mean that there is no feeling.

On the contrary, her eyes could not see the man beside her, but the feeling in her heart kept changing with the movements of his palms. In the end, she could not bear the caress of Mo Xiuchen and gasped...

Everything after that was out of control.

It seemed that Mo Xiuchen just wanted to challenge her restraint. At the moment when she was defeated, all his forbearance was thrown away, and the dense bathroom was soon filled with passion...

late at night

When Wen Ran was gently placed on the soft big bed, she had already entered a semi-sleep state.

Mo Xiuchen lay down next to her, leaning his slender body against the head of the bed, letting her head rest on his heart. His big, sharp-jointed hands gently held her soft little hands, feeling her nestled in his arms. The feeling, the heart, becomes soft and becomes a lake.

After staring at her quietly for a long time, he took the phone and turned it on.

In the afternoon, at the company, he turned off his cell phone, and hers as well.

Therefore, no one disturbed them this night.

He was very satisfied with the romance of this two-person world, but he had not been with her for too many days. Whether it was in the office or in the bathroom just now, he wanted her too fiercely and tired her.

As soon as the phone is turned on, there are countless missed call reminders.

Fortunately, Mo Xiuchen turned off the mute on purpose, leaving only the vibration sound, so as not to disturb Wen Ran in his sleep.

After reading those calls, the tenderness in his eyes gradually dissipated like clouds, and a little coldness came up. A coldness condensed on his sexy lips, and he dialed back a number.

The phone rang twice, and Luo Haofeng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiuchen, I called you and turned off your phone. What's going on?"

Mo Xiuchen ignored his complaints and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Of course it's a big deal. Your old man has taken Mo Zixuan back. I suspect that he wants to use Mo Zixuan to deal with you. Last time, he took back Mo Zixuan's shares at the shareholders' meeting. Didn't he give them back? Didn’t it transfer to your name?”

At that meeting, Mo Jingteng took back the shares of Mo Zixuan and Xiao Wenqing, saying that they would all be transferred to Mo Xiuchen's name. However, because many shareholders had objections and Mo Xiuchen himself was not interested, it was delayed.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes narrowed, a hint of darkness formed in his eyes, and he said disapprovingly: "If he wants Mo Zixuan to return to the company, just let him return."

"Xiuchen, you are stupid. Your old man's intention is so obvious. If Mo Zixuan listens to his mercy, he might support Mo Zixuan and squeeze you out in the end."

Luo Haofeng's worry was just a joke to Mo Xiuchen's ears. He really laughed, with a sarcastic smile: "A Feng, you think too highly of Mo Zixuan. Even if he returns to the company, he won't be able to How much better than before. It's late at night, go to bed quickly, the old man won't put all his hopes on Mo Zixuan."

He knew the old man's handiwork very well.

By doing this, he was warning him that if he suppressed this accident without compromise, he would let Mo Zixuan sit on the CEO position.

The coldness at the corner of his mouth intensified. If Mo Xiuchen was unwilling to leave that chair, how could Mo Zixuan do anything to him? Not even the old man himself could do anything.

"Are you really not worried?"

Luo Haofeng wanted to say something else, but Mo Xiuchen interrupted him calmly: "At A Mu's place, the results will be available tomorrow morning. The old man can't do anything overnight. If you have anything to do, let's wait until tomorrow. I Let’s rest first.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Haofeng hung up the phone regardless of how worried he was on the other end of the phone.

He put the phone on the bedside table, thought about it, picked it up again, and turned it off again.

Tonight, he didn't want to do anything. No matter what was going on outside, he just wanted to hold his beloved woman in his arms and have a good sleep.

After adjusting the light to the softest, warmest and darkest level, he carefully raised Wen Ran's head, slowly lay down, turned sideways, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead gently, his eyes gazing gently. Her peaceful face while sleeping, and her inner emotions soon calmed down.

"Of course, good night!"

The corners of his mouth curved up in a gentle arc, and he murmured to the woman in his dream. Even though she was asleep, she seemed to sense him, and she buried her face in his chest and continued her sweet dream.