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

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Mo Xiuchen had no choice but to sit at the marble table under the tree, supporting his chin with his hand and looking up at the tree. Wen Ran was not good at all.

"Of course, please slow down."

"Of course, the branch is too small and cannot bear your weight."

"Of course, you are not allowed to climb up any more."

Mo Xiuchen was frightened when he saw it below, while Wen Ran had a great time playing above. She had loved climbing up and down since she was a child. When I was with Fu Jingyi before, I was more restrained.

Later, the Wen family adopted her and pampered her like a treasure. She did whatever she wanted and did not learn the etiquette that a lady should learn. Instead, she looked like an out-and-out wild girl.

Ever since the Wen family experienced the accident, Wen Ran's temperament suddenly changed. Now that she had been suppressed for more than half a year, when she came to the countryside, she suddenly regained her true nature.

Although he was worried, Mo Xiuchen was still very happy when he saw her bright smile.

"Xiuchen, you eat first, I'll go to the tree and pick some more."

Twenty minutes later, Wen Ran jumped down from the first tree, put the picked cherries on the marble table, and turned around to climb another tree.

However, before she could even take a step forward, her wrist was grabbed by Mo Xiuchen. With a gentle pull, she fell into his arms.

His other hand also circled up.

"Of course, you are not allowed to go."

His voice fell on my ears, with a hint of worry in the low magnetism.

Wen Ran looked at his deep and concerned eyes, her heart softened, and she sighed: "Okay, I won't go now, wait until I cook..."

"You are not allowed to climb the tree again after eating. If you want to eat cherries, I will pick them for you."

Mo Xiuchen interrupted her, his tone unquestionable.

Not to mention falling from the tree, he was worried even when she was poking around among the branches, for fear that one of the branches might accidentally scratch her face.

"Xiuchen, why are you so domineering?" Wen Ran pouted dissatisfied.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed slightly, he avoided her gaze and said softly: "Of course, I'll cook for you."

Wen Ran pursed her lips lightly, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly felt a little subtle and stagnant.

Mo Xiuchen stared at Wen Ran who lowered his head and said nothing, and felt a pain in his heart. After a few seconds of silence, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her gently.

Wen Ran suddenly raised his head, a bright smile appeared between his eyebrows, and there was no hint of unhappiness: "Don't you want to cook something for me? Let's go!"

Mo Xiuchen smiled and nodded.

After entering the villa, Wen Ran looked at the interior decoration and asked, "Xiuchen, how many villas do you have, or in other words, how many things I don't know about? It's better to tell me one thing a day than all at once." speak out."

Mo Xiuchen laughed loudly, held her in one hand and walked to the kitchen with the bag in the other. He put the bag on the marble table and said softly: "Of course, in addition to the house we live in now, there are other places like this one." Yes, there is no more.”

"I'll cook first, and you can go upstairs and visit."

Wen Ran smiled and nodded: "Okay, I won't disturb you. You can cook. I'll go upstairs to visit. Maybe I can find some clues."

"Haha, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows with a calm look on his face.

Although this villa is not often occupied, it can be seen that someone cleans it regularly. That's why it's so clean, without the slightest smell of dust.

Wen Ran climbed up the wooden stairs to the second floor, and visited the room upstairs at Mo Xiuchen's request. In the kitchen downstairs, Mo Xiuchen rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and started cooking.

Halfway through cutting the vegetables, a sudden dizziness hit his head. Mo Xiuchen lost control of the kitchen knife in his hand, and the sharp edge cut towards his finger.

Pain spread from his fingertips. He frowned slightly, put down the kitchen knife, leaned his tall body on the table next to him, and raised his hand to lightly press his temples.

After a moment, the dizziness dissipated, and he rinsed the blood off the finger he had just cut with water. He found a medicine box in a drawer in the living room and took a band-aid to cover the wound.

Returning to the kitchen to cut the unfinished vegetables, Mo Xiuchen suddenly remembered what Gu Kai said in the hospital that morning.

His handsome face changed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of the second floor. In his dark eyes, a layer of sadness slowly gathered, and he quietly tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. Thinking of the woman upstairs, his eyes The sadness at the bottom of his face receded little by little, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Of course, I will not abandon you, definitely not.