Mo Xiuchen was too close to Wen Ran, and when she spoke, the warm male breath sprayed on her ear sockets, causing her body to tremble slightly, and her heartbeat suddenly disrupted under the caress of his long fingers.

There was also a flush on his fair cheeks.

When she turned her head, when she met Shang Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes, her heartstrings seemed to be suddenly plucked by an invisible big hand, and she subconsciously shook her head:

"No, didn't I come back?"

Mo Xiuchen said 'um', his thin lips raised slightly, he was satisfied with her answer, put his big hand back on the back of her chair, and added casually: "After eating, send me back to the company first, I have something to say to you." ”

"Good!"

Wen Ran nodded lightly, seeing Cheng Jia on the other side lowering her head, biting her chopsticks, she didn't know what she was thinking, she knew in her heart that Mo Xiuchen's actions were deliberately done for Cheng Jia to see.

After eating, Mo Xiuchen asked Gu Kai to send Cheng Jia back to the Nanqin Hotel, while he sat in the luxurious Aston passenger seat, waiting for Wen Ran to sit in the main driver's seat, and fastened his seat belt for him.

Smelling the faint fragrance of her body, a glimmer flashed in the depths of his eyes, and as she fastened her seatbelt and retreated, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“……”

Wen Ran was suddenly grabbed by his wrist, and his body almost threw himself into his arms because of his strength, his heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Don't you want to know what Cheng Jia has to do with me?"

Mo Xiuchen's handsome face was close at hand, and the eyes staring into her eyes were deep and dark.

Wen Ran looked at him blankly, when did she say that she wanted to know about his relationship with Cheng Jia?

"You don't want to know?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Xiuchen's eyes sank slightly, his voice seeped into a trace of depression, the strength of his hand tightened slightly, and the distance between the two was so close that each other's breaths were intertwined.

Wen Ran didn't know if he was a little dizzy by his question, or if he was disturbed by his breath.

The space in this carriage was too cramped, and their posture was too ambiguous, and for a while, her brain was in chaos.

"Wen Ran, you have to remember that I am your husband."

Mo Xiuchen let go of her hand, his voice sounded in the carriage in a deep voice, and after speaking, he turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Wen Ran frowned, looking at his cold and hard facial features, she really didn't understand where she provoked him, she thought about it, and then asked suspiciously: "Isn't Cheng Jia your savior?" What else do you have to do with that? ”

Mo Xiuchen turned his head again, looked at her with deep eyes, and replied to the question: "No matter who I am with, you don't need to avoid it." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Wen Ran finally figured out what he was angry about, she couldn't help but feel a trace of strange emotions in her heart, blinked a little weakly, and said frankly: "I didn't avoid you because I saw you with other women, but because Cheng Jia was your savior, but I didn't have a good impression of her, so I thought about leaving by myself." ”

Sure that she was not lying, Mo Xiuchen's cold and hard facial features softened a little, and said lightly: "It's normal that you don't like her, although she saved me when she was a child, I, like you, don't like her." ”

Wen Ran thought that he had misheard, what did Mo Xiuchen mean by this, he actually said that he didn't like his savior either?

"Why?"

Wen Ran's words came out, Mo Xiuchen suddenly smiled, his smile was charming and charming, and he stared at her for a few seconds before he lightly opened his thin lips and spit out a low sentence: "If I want to like it, I will only like you, not other women!" ”