Mo Xiuchen arrived home a few minutes before Wen Ran.

He didn't enter the house, but waited for Wen Ran at the gate of the villa, and at a distance of a few meters, his handsome and upright figure was reflected in the bright headlights.

"Miss Wen, Mo Shao is waiting for you at the door." Qingfeng turned around and said with a smile at Wen Ran.

A trace of warmth spread from his heart, Wen Ran's eyebrows and eyes were suddenly dyed with a trace of tenderness, lowered the window glass, and looked at the handsome figure at the gate with a smile.

"Yes."

The car drove into the villa and stopped in front of Mo Xiuchen, he took a step forward, bent down to open the car door for Wen Ran, and gently called her name.

Wen Ran got out of the car and pretended to be unhappy and asked, "Why don't you go back to the house, it's cold at night, what if you catch a cold." ”

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, interlocked his ten fingers with her, led her, and walked towards the living room: "I'm not cold, don't you see that my hands are warm." ”

"Why don't you say that your arm is still injured?"

Wen Ran rolled her eyes, does this man have to make her feel distressed to be satisfied?

Entering the living room, the two went directly upstairs.

Mo Xiuchen said gently: "Ranran, just now, Ah Feng called me, and he said that he would not give up Bai Xiaoxiao. ”

**

Corning Hospital

Zhou Lin put her daughter to sleep and was about to go to bed when there was a knock on the door.

Then, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and she looked up and saw Mo Zixuan walking in.

"Zixuan, why did you come to the hospital so late?"

Zhou Lin's eyes flashed with consternation, and she hurriedly got up to meet him, her eyes touched his slightly red eyes, smelling the faint smell of wine on his body, and she showed concern on her face: "Zixuan, have you drunk?" ”

Mo Zixuan smiled faintly, handed her the supper in his hand, and strode towards the hospital bed: "I'm fine, I only drank a little." ”

"You bought these suppers?"

Zhou Lin lowered his eyes and glanced at the supper he took from his hand, and asked hesitantly.

Mo Zixuan glanced back at her, and then turned his gaze to Tian Tian, who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, although he had only met this little girl a few times, he actually liked her very much.

Perhaps, this is due to the family affection that blood is thicker than water.

Looking at the sweet little nose and mouth, and the cute sleeping face, there was a trace of tenderness in his dark jade eyes, and even in reply to Zhou Lin's words, there was also a little more softness, in the middle of the night, it touched people's heartstrings inexplicably: "Tonight, they celebrated Mo Xiuchen's recovery of memory, called me together, and when the party was over, I brought you something to eat by the way." ”

"Actually, you don't need it, it's definitely hard after a day of work, you should go home early and rest." Zhou Lin's heart was filled with warmth for no reason, and she looked at the man standing in front of the hospital bed with emotion.

Before, she thought about it in her heart, wanting to get his care and like, but she did so much, it was useless, and he was indifferent to her, except for using her.

She never dreamed that one day, he would remember to buy her supper.

Even if he said by the way, in her heart, it was as sweet as honey, she came over, put the supper on the small table at the bedside, the sleeping Tian Tian twisted slightly, and suddenly cried, she hurriedly stepped forward and coaxed softly: "Tian Tian don't cry, mom is here." ”

Mo Zixuan saw Tiantian crying, and he was at a loss for a while.

Dazedly watched Zhou Lin lift the quilt, pick up Tian Tian, skillfully change her diaper, lift her clothes to breastfeed, and a few minutes later, Tian Tian fell asleep in her mother's arms, and then she put her back on the bed and covered the quilt.

All this is done so skillfully, and her eyebrows and eyes are overflowing with gentle maternal love.

For a moment, Mo Zixuan actually felt that Zhou Lin was not as annoying as before. He glanced at the supper on the small table and asked lightly, "Do you often wake up at night?" ”

"Well, before Tiantian got sick, she woke up less often at night, and after she got sick, she woke up more often, and she always didn't sleep well."

Zhou Lin washed her hands and returned to the bed to sit down, then opened the supper and asked Mo Zixuan, "Do you want to eat more?" ”

"No, you can eat."

Mo Zixuan shook his head, paused slightly, and said, "I'll go back first." ”

"Okay, I'll send you out."

Zhou Lin just picked up the supper and was ready to eat, and when he heard his words, he immediately put it down and stood up, Mo Zixuan hurriedly stopped: "No need to send it, you eat and rest early." ”

After the words fell, he turned around and strode out of the ward.

**

Suburban villas

In the spacious master bedroom, the light softly illuminates every inch of space, and the air is filled with a lingering scent.

On Wen Ran's crimson cheeks, there is still a tide of love that has not faded, the delicate body is nestled in the man's strong and broad chest, and his hands are wrapped in his thick palms.

"Ranran, are you tired?"

Mo Xiuchen's smiling deep eyes gazed at the woman in his arms gently, his slender white fingers combing her messy hair, and the man after the nightmare was lazy, and his charm felt the extreme.

Wen Ran glanced at him, his body was weak, and he was holding him tightly, struggling, "Don't mess around until the injury on your arm is fully healed." ”

Tonight, she didn't expect him to be like that.

But she didn't know how it started.

She took a shower first, and when Mo Xiuchen came out of the bathroom, she had just finished talking to An Lin on the phone, he hugged her from behind, and she looked back at him.

He asked her who she was talking to on the phone, and she told her truthfully.

That posture may be too ambiguous, the two are too close, and in the intertwined breath of each other, she obviously feels that something is quietly growing, and a certain part of him is also changing.

When she wanted him to let go, it was too late, so he turned her little face like that, lowered his head and kissed it, she herself was not determined, she couldn't stand his teasing, and the two became entangled in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She was afraid of tearing his wound again, and wanted to stop him from continuing, but Mo Xiuchen couldn't stop at all, he said, "Ranran, I haven't loved you for a long, long time. ”

That sentence was a long, long time, and it expelled all Wen Ran's reason at once, entangled all the way from the floor-to-ceiling window to the sofa, and later, to the bathroom, and back to the bed......

Wen Ran saw him frowning because of the pain in the wound, but he didn't give her a chance to stop.

Afterwards, Wen Ran bandaged him again, and at this moment, looking at his arm, Wen Ran frowned in distress.

Mo Xiuchen lowered his head, kissed her forehead with sexy thin lips, and whispered: "Ranran, with you, I can't control myself." ”

Wen Ran's heart jumped, his face began to heat up again, and he glared at him in annoyance: "Then I'll move out tomorrow, and I'll come back when you're healed." ”

"I won't." Mo Xiuchen's hand tightened, and he instinctively hugged her tighter.

It was not easy for him to be with her, how could he let her move away, he kissed her forehead gently, eyebrows and eyes, and whispered: "Ranran, I promise you, next time, you must pay attention." ”