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

Chapter 354
After Chi Zhiheng drove the car away, Mo Chiwei grabbed Ah Guang, who was clutching his bloody chest, from the beach.

"Say, why is she in your hands?"

Ah Guang was frightened to death, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't dare to tell lies, so he said it outright, "She was brought here by human traffickers. I bought her for 2 yuan. When she came here She was seriously injured, and I spent my money to treat her. In the past six months, I haven't touched her once. Today, you saw her when I wanted to touch her. Lord, please see that I saved her Come on, let me go..."

"What's the name of that trafficker?"

"I really, really don't know, Lord, please let me go, I have already been disabled by you, and I will have no sex for the rest of my life..."

Mo Chiwei left Ah Guang, he went to the beach to wash his hands, and left as cold as ice.

……

Tang Xinyan was awakened with a start and had a nightmare, dreaming that the child suddenly disappeared.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes hazy and dazed.

Realizing she was just dreaming, she let out a long sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and wanted to get up, but found that his arm was so sore.

When she regained consciousness, thinking of what happened last night, she and him were so lingering on this big bed, her face turned red in an instant.

She always thought that he couldn't touch her temporarily——

Touching the position beside her, she found it was empty, so she quickly sat up from the bed.

There was no temperature on the pillow, he should have woken up earlier.

Although he wiped her body, she was still sticky after sleeping all night.

She got up and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Tang Xinyan wrapped her nightgown. She opened the bathroom door and saw the man changing his shirt. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of blood stains on it, and her heart skipped a beat.

Walking up to him quickly, her pretty features were wrinkled into a ball, "What's wrong, why is there blood on the shirt?"

Mo Chiwei pursed his thin lips, with a trace of tiredness on his handsome face, "It's okay, a wounded person stained my body with blood."

"How could someone be injured?" She held his arm and looked at him worriedly, "What about you, are you injured?"

Looking at her worried and anxious little face, his stern face outlined a trace of softness, pursed his thin lips, and said lightly, "I'm fine."

Tang Xin Yanzai looked at his face carefully, and touched him again. After making sure that he was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to say something, she let out another surprise.

With clear black and white almond eyes, he looked at his forehead suspiciously.

"You didn't seem to like covering your forehead before. These two days, I always thought you were a bit strange, but I never knew where the strangeness was. It turned out that the broken hair on your forehead covered your forehead."

She admitted that the broken hair covering his forehead made him look more handsome and charming.

But everything abnormal is a demon.

There must be some reason for his sudden change of hairstyle.

She raised her little hand and brushed the hair on his forehead.

As soon as he grasped her little hand, his voice was soft and elegant, "It's really fine, don't worry."

"Then show me!"

...

Tang Xinyan pushed aside the broken hair on Mo Chiwei's forehead, and saw a wound that had just been removed, her pupils constricted, "What's going on? Have you been injured?"

Seeing the tension and panic in her eyes, he stretched out his long arms, hugged her into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, just a little injury, don't worry."

Hearing his words, Tang Xinyan angrily pushed him away.

She walked to the french window, her lips were tightly pressed, and mist gushed out of her clear black and white almond eyes.

He was always like this. He didn't tell her about the back injury in the explosion last time, and he didn't tell her about the forehead injury this time.

If she hadn't found out, how long would he plan to hide it from her?
She has confessed everything to him, but what about him?
In her heart, he is still mysterious and far away.

Mo Chiwei looked at Tang Xinyan's angry back. He walked behind her and wrapped his long arms around her.

The resolute chin rested on her shoulder, "It's because I'm afraid that you will be sad if you know it, like now, so I won't say it. It's okay for a man to get hurt a little bit."

"Mrs. Mo, don't be angry, okay?"

"Don't try to get away with it, I don't listen to what you say, I only know that you don't think of me as your wife!"

"No, why don't I treat you as my wife?" Not giving her a chance to speak, he turned her off.

(End of this chapter)