The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 294 Holding Her In Her Arms

The distance between the two is very close, only about a fist away.

However, no one spoke, except for the gelled gaze.

Although sometimes, she would blame him in her heart, since she couldn't love her, she shouldn't provoke her in the first place, and don't give her hope and expectation.

But she couldn't blame him.

He married her, not because of love from the beginning.

What's more, if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be able to get rid of Fu Sichen, and she wouldn't be able to save her mother, and he almost lost his life because of her.

Yes, he doesn't owe her, but she owes him.

After an unknown amount of time, the car braked suddenly, and Tang Xinyan fell forward uncontrollably.

As he got closer to her, his small face inevitably bumped into his hard chest.

The tip of her nose hurt from being bumped.

The tears that had been circling in the eye sockets fell down uncontrollably.

She bit her lip tightly, and the little hand holding the armrest increased her strength, trying her best to stand up straight from his arms.

She drooped her long eyelashes stained with tears, her eyes were red, and she choked silently.

Mo Chiwei couldn't see the look in her eyes, but he felt that she was unhappy and sad.

His heart suddenly softened.

The cold and hard armor was shattered by her bit by bit.

He could no longer suppress his emotions, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her into his arms.

She struggled muffled.

His arms locked her tightly like an iron chain.

There were so many people in the car, she didn't want to argue with him, but she didn't want to be hugged by him even more.

Smelling the clear and palpitating breath on his body, she was afraid that she would be bewitched by him again.

She didn't talk to him or look at him, she just struggled.

But how could her strength compete with him——

He hugged her tightly, resting his firm chin against her neck, the end of his nose was the faint fragrance of her body, which was also the smell he missed most these days.

"I'm sorry, Xinyan." He hugged her tightly, as if if he was not careful, he would leave her side.

Tang Xinyan didn't want to hear his sorry, and he didn't feel sorry for her. She couldn't break free, so she clenched her small hand into a fist and slammed it on his shoulder, "Mo Chiwei, let go!"

He didn't seem to hear her, and hugged her tightly.

She felt wronged and angry, and no matter whether she was in the car or not, she opened her mouth and bit his strong arm.

She didn't care if he hurt or not, she used all her strength to bite hard.

He was wearing a coat. In fact, no matter how hard she tried, he wouldn't be in too much pain. What's more, he was the one who didn't care about gunshot wounds.

Her bite, to him, was like scratching an itch.

The bus stopped at the next stop, Tang Xinyan didn't want to be seen as a zoo monkey, so she pushed Mo Chiwei away and quickly left through the back door.

She walked very fast, as if there was a scourge behind her.

But no matter how fast she walked, how could she be faster than a man with tall legs and long legs?
After a while, he was overtaken by him from behind.

"Ahead is the cemetery."

Tang Xinyan stopped abruptly, blinked her sour almond eyes, and took a closer look. Not far ahead, there was really a cemetery hidden in the green forest.

She bit her lip, ignored the man behind her, and walked quickly towards the cemetery.

Seeing her actions, Mo Chiwei's dark pupils suddenly became dark and secretive.

Tang Xinyan didn't know that the bus she got on at random and the platform she got off at random would lead to her father's cemetery.

Maybe it's because she hasn't visited her father in the cemetery for a long time, and he guided her to come here!

(End of this chapter)