Madam, it's time to coax the paranoid Lord Mo after he's blackened.

Chapter 31
The night was getting darker, and the lights in the master bedroom were as usual.

Under the warm yellow light, a corner of the soft big bed is sunken.

Wen Sui sat up and lay down again, turned over and sat up after lying down, tossing and turning, having trouble falling asleep.

After Mo's mother left, Mo Chen went into the study and never came out again.

What does he mean?
She obviously invited him to have sex just now, why did he go straight to the study without saying anything?
Wasn't she being obvious enough?

Now that she was reborn, she decided to love him well and make up for this man.

She has already made preparations for what the husband and wife will have to do. She knows what will happen when they share the same bed, but she seems to have miscalculated this man.

Time passed by, and Wen Sui set a time for himself.

As soon as the alarm bell rang at ten o'clock, she got up and got out of bed, opened the door aggressively and went straight to the study.

Walking to the door of the study, Wen Sui restrained his momentum, and pushed the door quietly to enter instead.

The study was exceptionally quiet, and the strong aroma of coffee wafted in the air.

Behind the desk, the man put down the thick book in his hand.

Wen Sui approached, put his hand on the man's shoulder, and breathed out, "What book are you reading?"

The man's expression was calm, he said in a calm manner, "Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus."

"Oh." Actually, she wasn't interested, but some things should not start too suddenly, and something needs to be said to pave the way.

After what happened last time, Wen Sui took the initiative again, sweating in his heart.

The man's stern jaw was more three-dimensional in the night. Wen Sui couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart now. As her eyes wandered, she found her firmness. Those peach blossom eyes were full of meaning, "That...it's late, it's not too late yet. rest?"

The man looked down at the book in his hand, but the content in the book seemed to be alive, and the characters flashed by before his eyes, but he still refused to jump into his eyes.

Finally, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the thin figure of the woman.

Under the slender neck, the clavicle looms with the movements.

The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a while he lowered his head, with forbearance in his tone, "Go to bed first, I still have work."

"Then how long do you have to work? It's already late." Wen Sui reached out and snatched the book from the man's hand.

A faint fragrance lingered in his nose, his hands were empty, and then the warmth fell on his shoulders.

Mo Chen was startled, and even his breathing slowed down a bit.

"Do you really want to work? Work is never finished. What you need now is to rest. Don't stay up late." Wen Sui moved his hand lightly, observing the man's expression carefully while talking, "If you If you stay up late and work like this, what if you get sick? I will worry about you."

Hearing her worry, there was a gap in the man's dark, sealed heart wall, which was where the light came in.

The man took off his eyes between the bridge of his nose and pressed the space between his brows a few times, "I'll clean up and go to rest."

"Then husband, let's go back to the room and rest together."

The man paused with his fingertips, raised his eyes in astonishment, and his black eyes were fixed on Wen Sui.

"The weather forecast says there will be thunderstorms tonight and tomorrow."

Wen Sui used some careful thinking. She said that, he should understand a little bit.

Unexpectedly, the man replied solemnly: "Well, I will prepare an umbrella tomorrow."

Wen Sui was out of breath. He didn't mean this, but he meant something else.

She decided to give some more clues.

"The sound of thunder is loud." Wen Sui raised his eyes and blinked a few times, "I'm afraid, can you accompany me?"

The man seemed unsure, and asked in a dark voice, "You want me to go back to the master bedroom?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Wen Sui pouted, she had already gone from hinting to expressing.

The man's dark eyes fell on her face, and he didn't speak, but endless waves had already set off in those deep eyes.

"Can you agree? My feet are really cold now." Wen Sui patted the man's shoulder. She just came here with bare feet without shoes on. I can't stand the cold air anymore.

The next moment, the man got up and hugged Wen Sui by the waist. She exclaimed and hugged the man's neck quickly.

"Why are you hugging me all of a sudden?" Her heart was beating a little fast.

The man bowed his head and said concisely, "Go back to the bedroom."

The man is tall and has long legs, and his steps are extremely fast.

The door slammed shut behind him, and after returning to the master bedroom, the man changed his posture and pressed Wen Sui against the door.

The rabbit living in my heart became active again.

She thought something would happen, but she didn't expect this scene to happen sooner than expected.

Wen Sui was still held in the arms of the man, with those powerful arms tightly around his waist, behind him was the cold door panel, and in front of him was the man's fiery body.

Wen Sui raised his head, the tip of his nose brushed against the man's chin, and the ambiguous breath was everywhere.

"Honey, let's not live apart from today on, okay? Let's sleep together."

After finishing speaking, Wen Sui suddenly realized that what she just said was somewhat ambiguous.

It seems that there can be two interpretations, and I hope it will not be understood as the other.

The man's eyes became more intense, and those black eyes were fixed on Wen Sui, as if he didn't intend to let go of any of her small expressions.

Wen Sui looked at the silent person, and added, "I think mother is right. Husband and wife are the closest people, and they want to share the same bed and grow old together... ·”

Wen Sui felt the increasingly fiery eyes above her head, and subconsciously stopped, looking at the eyes that might launch aggression at any time, she became a little nervous for no reason, "You..."

In the next moment, Wen Sui felt his jaw being lifted slightly, the man's handsome face was magnified in front of his eyes, the man's thin lips were slightly cool, and the faint scent of mint lingered between the two of them.

At first, the man's movements were gentle, but soon he was no longer satisfied, and began to attack the city and keep asking for it.

The man's aggression was too strong for the woman to bear, and the muffled sound was like a stimulant, which made his arms around her waist tighten a little more.

The ambiguous pink in the bedroom reached its peak at this moment.

"Woooo..." Wen Sui groaned a few times, pushing and rejecting the man with her limp hands, and when the man was finally willing to end, she took a big gulp of fresh air.

She was about to run out of oxygen just now, how could she have misunderstood that this man was an ascetic?
The man's black eyes stared straight at Wen Sui, as if he wanted to continue what he had just done at any time.

Wen Sui looked at Mo Chen with wet eyes, "Ah Chen, can you be gentle." While speaking, Wen Sui felt that her lips were still numb.

The woman's voice was soft, undoubtedly the most powerful catalyst.

The man looked unpredictable, and walked towards the inside with the woman in his arms...

(End of this chapter)