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

Chapter 49 The Warm Water I Use

Mo Xiuchen didn't intend to give her the bag, but looked at her with deep eyes, and the questioning tone was full of majesty.

A little astonishment flashed in Wen Ran's eyes. After realizing that he cared about her, she felt a little warmth in her heart, raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said briskly, "I use warm water, not cold water."

I don't know whether it was after hearing her explanation or seeing her bright smile, Mo Xiuchen was embarrassed to keep a straight face, and his serious expression finally eased a little.

After staring at her for a moment, he handed the bag to her. Although the voice that overflowed from his thin lips was not gentle, it was also clear and gentle: "Go and change it!"

Wen Ran took the bag in his hand, said "thank you" briskly, and went to the bathroom with the things.

In the bathroom, Wen Ran opened the bag, and when she saw that the sanitary napkins inside were of her usual brand, she was startled, but soon relieved.

He felt that it must be a coincidence. He couldn't possibly know what brand he used on weekdays.

When she came out of the bathroom, Mo Xiuchen, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up, glanced at her, and asked gently, "Is there any stomachache?"

Wen Ran shook his head, talking about this kind of thing with a big man, he couldn't be as calm as he was, and replied with some embarrassment, "This time it doesn't hurt."

"It used to hurt?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly with his straight brows, and looked at her closely.

Wen Ran thought for a while and said, "It doesn't hurt every time... It doesn't hurt very much either."

"That's good, go to sleep!"

As he spoke, he walked in front of her with graceful steps, his upright figure nearly a head taller, just blocking the light above her head.

Shrouding her in the shadows, the masculine breath sprayed on her nostrils, penetrated into her lungs as she breathed, and then merged into her blood...

When Wen Ran thought of going to sleep, she felt uncontrollably nervous again.

She turned her head to look at the spacious big bed, and was about to find an excuse to go back to the guest room to sleep, but Mo Xiuchen saw through her.

First she said, "You don't need me to carry you to bed, do you?"

"……Need not!"

What Wen Ran wanted to say froze.

Seeing that he didn't look like a joke, she thought of his behavior of forcibly pulling her from the side of the bed to the middle of the bed that night.

If she didn't go to bed by herself, he would surely act on what he had just said.

In order not to be forced to go to bed, she chose to walk to the bed on her own initiative.

A few steps away, Mo Xiuchen ordered in a low voice, "Turn on the wall lamp."

Seeing that she turned on the wall lamp, he turned off the headlights before coming over.

Seeing that she was going to sleep next to the bed again, his pretty brows furrowed immediately, and he ordered in a low voice, "Come in the middle of sleep!"

"oh!"

Just as Wen Ran was about to pull the quilt, when he heard his words, he moved a little closer to the middle of the bed, but the people behind him were still dissatisfied and continued to give orders, "Turn around!"

"..."

Wen Ran silently protested.

But he didn't have the courage to speak out, so he turned around slowly and stiffly. The man beside him slid down, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Without waiting for her to struggle, he skillfully stretched his other arm across her abdomen, put it around her waist, and completely embraced her in his arms.

"Mo Xiuchen!"

Wen Ran yelled tremblingly, being hugged by him, she felt bad all over.

"I'll give you a week to adapt, go to sleep!"

Mo Xiuchen said arrogantly about his deadline, then closed his eyes and ignored her.

Wen Ran's body was frozen in his arms like that, and she didn't dare to lift her flushed face.

She buried herself shyly into his chest, and the steady and powerful heartbeats in her ears formed a stark contrast with her chaotic heartbeat, driving away all her drowsiness.