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

  Chapter 431 Waiting for me to come back

  "Did you tell others about Wen Ran's life experience?"

"I can not understand what you say?"

  On the other side of the phone, Shen Yuting’s voice was a bit cold and hard, and she was slightly unhappy. She had just taken a shower and hadn’t even combed her hair.

   "At noon, someone told me that she learned about Wen Ran's life experience and her current physical condition from you, Shen Yuting, think about it, did you call someone to tell someone."

  Mo Zixuan hesitated, and did not say the name of the children's poem.

  Shen Yuting furrowed her eyebrows tightly, threw the towel on her head, took the comb and combed her hair, "Who told you? I haven't called anyone to tell anyone, that person must have followed you."

  She didn't tell anyone except Mo Zixuan.

   Even if it tells Mo Zixuan, it's a side story instead of telling him directly.

   "You really haven't, Shen Yuting, Wen Ran is your cousin, this matter is very important to her."

  “Of course I know that it’s important to her. I didn’t say to you at the time. You guessed it yourself. How could I tell others, who is that person?”

  Shen Yuting asked angrily.

If it was a year ago, she might still be secretly happy about it. Anyway, as long as it wasn't what she said, no matter who knew Wen Ran's life experience, it had nothing to do with her. Even if Wen Ran left Mo Xiuchen, she There will be opportunities.

   But now, she and Jiang Liu are together.

Although that man has nothing to compare with Mo Xiuchen, he has a face that is seven points similar to him. At least, these days are gentle and considerate to her. If he is destined not to be with Mo Xiuchen, she feels A man who looks similar to him is also acceptable.

  She is trying to adjust her mentality, trying to get out of her feelings for Mo Xiuchen, trying to get along with Jiang Liu sincerely.

   "It's a woman named Tong Shishi."

   "Children's poems? Is the scandal heroine who made headlines with you last time? Mo Zixuan, I don't even know her. How could she have heard something from me? You must have been cheated by her."

  Shen Yuting is quite sure.

  Mo Zixuan condensed his eyebrows and thought, and suddenly he said to himself: "It's hard to be true, it's her whistleblowing, that's why I can't make a call."

   "What kind of whistleblowing, you can't make the phone call, Mo Zixuan, don't you also want to use Ranran's life experience to threaten Mo Xiuchen and get the rights you want? Now, why is it that you care about it?"

  Shen Yuting simply put the comb on the dressing table, leaned into the chair, and asked curiously.

   "I got back what should belong to me. Since you haven't told anyone, there must be a problem with one of the children's poems, I will hang up first."

  Mo Zixuan finished speaking and hung up the phone.

  Shen Yuting muttered "Neuropathy" to the mobile phone, then picked up the comb, combed her hair, and blown her hair.

  **

  Quiet suburban villa

  On the second floor, in the master bedroom, Mo Xiuchen sat on the sofa with Wen Ran and watched TV series. Wen Ran nestled in his arms, watching TV and eating the snacks he fed into his mouth.

  The atmosphere is warm and romantic.

  When the phone's ringing rang, Mo Xiuchen just reached out and picked up a glass of milk next to him. Hearing the ringing, his pretty brows frowned, and he ignored him, and said gently, "Of course, drink this milk."

  Wen Ran smiled and nodded, and reached out to take the cup: "I drink by myself, you answer the phone."

  "Don't worry about it, you drink it, then pick it up."

  Mo Xiuchen didn't even glance at the constantly vibrating mobile phone thrown on the coffee table, insisting on feeding Wen Ran the milk personally.

  Wen and helplessly, he had no choice but to obey his will, holding his hand, lowering his head and drinking milk, Mo Xiuchen's lips curved shallowly, and her eyes were fixed, gentle and affectionate.

   "Hurry up and answer the phone."

  Wen Ran finished drinking the milk and wiped her mouth with a tissue. The phone kept ringing, and she couldn't even hear the voice on the TV.

  Mo Xiuchen smiled, reached out his hand to hold the phone and saw the caller ID, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pressed the answer button unhurriedly: "Hey!"

   "Xiuchen, it's me, Yuting."

  On the other side of the phone, Shen Yuting's voice came, faintly infiltrating into a trace of unnaturalness.

  Since that night, she seemed to call him for the first time. She didn't know whether it was nervous or embarrassing, and her voice was slightly different from usual.

   "Yu Ting, what's the matter for calling so late?"

In his arms, looking up at Wen Ran, who was staring at the LCD screen, Mo Xiuchen smiled at her slightly, and the hand that was around her waist moved lightly. He was about to turn on the external voice to let her listen, and the sound came in his ears. But his expression sank.

"where are you now?"

  Mo Xiuchen glanced at it warmly, and asked calmly.

  On the other side of the phone, Shen Yuting was confused by his question, but soon thought of something and replied: "I am at home now."

   "I'll be looking for you in a while."

  Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, and did not wait for Shen Yuting to say anything, so he hung up.

   "Xiu Chen, did Ting sister have anything to do with you?"

  Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen and asked in surprise.

   "Well, something is wrong. Of course, I will go out and be back soon. You go to bed earlier."

Mo Xiuchen hugged Wen Ran from his arms to the sofa next to him, then lowered his head and asked for a kiss, until she was soft and panting again and again, he let go of her, condensed her red face, his eyes were deep. A flame flashed everywhere, suppressing the heat in a certain part of her body, and exhorted her again, then got up and went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

  Wen Ran looked at his back in the cloakroom, raised his hand to pat his hot cheek, and slowly calmed his heartbeat.

  In two minutes, Mo Xiuchen changed his clothes and came out from the cloakroom. His long body was wrapped in expensive clothes, and his gestures were elegant and elegant, which made people unable to move his eyes.

  Wen Ran stared at his delicate and perfect face, somewhat reluctant to look away.

Mo Xiuchen stood a few steps away, his eyebrows smiled, his eyes were gentle, let her look at enough, he walked to the sofa, and his cheek was touched with a big palm with distinct joints, and he said meaningfully: "Ran Ran , If you can't sleep, just wait for me to come back."

  The hot masculine breath penetrated into the eardrums, and his heart beat suddenly, the red on his face that had just faded, and he immediately climbed up on his cheeks.

  Qinghong looked into Mo Xiuchen’s eyes with an evil smile. She pursed her lips, deliberately raised her small face, and said generously: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

  Mo Xiuchen paused, looking at her clear and bright eyes, his heart couldn't help but feel a little.

   "Okay, I'll be back soon." His thin lips passed over her soft earlobes, and he straightened up, staring at her for a while before leaving.

  Aston drove out of the villa, and after turning at the first intersection, stopped by the roadside. Mo Xiuchen took out his cell phone and dialed Shen Yuting's number.

  Just now, on the phone, he heard only one sentence from her, fearing that Wen Ran, who was nestled in his arms, would hear it, so he said to look for her.

  (End of this chapter)