She didn't ask, though she wanted to know the answer, but reason told her that she would only arouse his suspicions.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the warmth of bowing her head and saying nothing, her body curled up slightly, like an abandoned child, fragile and stubborn.

He seemed to have figured out something, the vigilance of his whole body was instantly lifted, his tense nerves were relaxed, and he reached out and rubbed her hair, "I am naturally selfish, and I will accompany me with warmth in this life." When we are married, our children and grandchildren are full, and when we grow old and die, we will also be buried together, and we will live forever and never be separated. ”

This was supposed to be the most beautiful love story in the world, but Xinnuan sounded creepy, like a shackle that choked her throat.

She subconsciously bit her lip, only to feel that the blood in her body had once again congealed into ice.

Mo Qingcheng reached out and hugged her into his arms, his lips kissing her cold earlobes and cheeks from time to time, "I will protect you, don't worry, with me, everything will be fine." ”

Xinnuan lowered his head and was silent, and after a long time, he said in a dumb voice: "Take a bath." ”

Probably really tired, her heart was warm and she didn't want to move at all, she was like a porcelain doll without consciousness, letting him help her take off her clothes and let him carry her to the bathtub.

Mo Qingcheng saw that she was obedient and stopped making trouble, thinking that she had listened to her words, and kissed her forehead very intimately, "Good bubbles, I'll wait for you outside." ”

After all, they are not married, and they have just eaten the forbidden fruit at noon.

He naturally wanted to stay with her, but he also knew that so much had happened, and she definitely wanted to be quiet by herself.

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the bathroom.

In the bathroom, a layer of water mist slowly spreads, and the warm water penetrates into the skin, which is very comfortable. But Xinnuan just felt cold, as if until now, she was still soaking in the icy water.

She hugged her body tightly, trying to give herself a little warmth.

In the bedroom, Mo Qingcheng was half-leaning on the sofa, his eyes silently staring in the direction of the bathroom.

The warm light covered him with a layer of softness, covering his domineering, and he looked like an affectionate noble son who was as warm as jade.

The mobile phone rang, he glanced at the number, picked it up from the table, and connected, "Young master, the old lady asked me to ask if the matter of your army is over." ”

Mo Qingcheng's fingers tapping on the armrest stopped, and he asked in a low voice, "Something?" ”

The housekeeper didn't know how to talk about it for a while, and the entire upper class knew that tonight was the coming-of-age ceremony of the daughter of the Su family, the first lady in the imperial city, not to mention the future in-laws, the Mo family. And what happened at the banquet naturally spread quickly throughout the circle.

The future young lady of the Mo family turned out to be fake, and as soon as this matter was poked out, it was immediately bombarded in the Internet media.

The housekeeper glanced at the report on the TV, and then at the old man and lady who were sitting firmly on the sofa, and said cautiously: "The matter of the Su family." ”

"I know," Mo Qingcheng looked at the warmth of his heart coming out of the bathroom, let go of his frowning brows, and coldly interrupted the housekeeper's words, "I don't have time tonight, so I'll try to go home tomorrow." ”

"Young Master, Young ——。" The butler listened to the beep in the earpiece and shouted helplessly.

Xinnuan glanced at Mo Qingcheng, who put the phone in his trouser pocket, and didn't say anything, just gathered the white bathrobe on his body.

Her hair was wet and wrapped around a small flushed face, like a bright cherry, and the straps of her bathrobe were loosely tied, revealing a large patch of fair skin.