The whole world just wants you to love me

Chu Qiao felt a little cramped, and even more ashamed of his behavior, she pursed her lips, and just let out a muffled grunt, "En."

Mo Zhengyan was a little surprised that she didn't wave away his hand that pinched her chin, and let him do so obediently.But the forbearing stubbornness in her eyes made him see clearly.Mo Zhengyan will never forget how she resisted his approach and affection that night a year ago.

There was silence, and Chu Qiao felt a little embarrassed.

Chu Qiao wanted to get off the window sill, but all the way was blocked by Mo Zhengyan, she couldn't get down to the ground at all.

While hesitating about what to do, Chu Qiao felt her body lighten, and she was suddenly picked up by someone.

"Ah—" Chu Qiao couldn't help exhaling softly, but she didn't have time to react.

Just like that, the whole person was hugged by Mo Zhengyan, including the blanket.After the moment of fright, Chu Qiao calmed down a little. She was afraid that she would fall, but she didn't dare to hug him. She didn't know where to put her little hands restlessly, and finally she could only stay motionless in his arms.

"You...you let me down." Chu Qiao said softly, her voice was a little anxious.

Mo Zhengyan hugged her, looked down at Chu Qiao who was blushing slightly in her arms, and said, "Are you ninety?"

And he suddenly asked a question without beginning or end, which made Chu Qiao confused, "What?"

"weight."

"I have……"

"You have?" Mo Zhengyan frowned, just hugged her like this, still wearing a blanket, but felt that she was so light and thin.

Mo Zhengyan was not satisfied with this illusory feeling, like hugging a cloud.

Chu Qiao's voice became softer, "...just ninety."

"Too thin." Mo Zhengyan uttered two words, as if to make a verdict for her.

Chu Qiao is [-] tall, not tall, but not too petite.However, her weight has been maintained at around ninety, no matter how much she eats, she will not gain weight, and no matter how thin she wants to be, she will not.Unless after being ill, she loses her appetite and doesn't like to eat, so she will lose weight naturally.

A few days ago, Chu Qiao and Tao Sitian went to a flower garden in the suburbs to play.Who would have expected that halfway through the game, it would start to rain, and the cold air would flow back, Chu Qiao would catch the cold after being drenched in the rain.At first, I thought nothing would happen, but who knew that that night, I developed a high fever, which could not subside for two days.

Then accompanied by Xu Shan and Fang Jing, they went to the hospital.

After leaving the hospital, Xu Shan asked her to weigh herself once she recovered.When Xu Shan saw the number displayed on the scale, she immediately sighed.I just said that it was only ninety catties with great difficulty before, but now after a serious illness, it rebounded all of a sudden, and all fell back, faster than the stock index.

In fact, Chu Qiao does not have ninety catties now, but she silently rounded up.

"Because I'm sick, I don't have a good appetite recently." Chu Qiao frowned lightly.

"You should go out less in the future." Mo Zhengyan lost weight because he knew that she had a bad appetite, but after summing up the reason, it also came from Chu Qiao's going out for fun that day.If she hadn't gone out, she wouldn't have gotten sick.Mo Zhengyan came to this conclusion at the moment.

His words fell into her ears, and Chu Qiao frowned slightly, and frowned even more, "Let me down."

Mo Zhengyan still hugged her, and walked towards the big bed, "In the future, don't sleep on the balcony, you will catch cold."

Seeing the bed getting closer and closer to her, Chu Qiao couldn't help but recall the scene of that day in her mind, and her chest choked.

"You put me down, I don't want to sleep!"

Chu Qiao shouted, but he placed her body on the big bed.Her body was quickly embedded in the softness.Chu Qiao immediately grasped the edge of the blanket tightly with her hand, and looked up, only to see Mo Zhengyan's handsome face so close to her, so clear.

Mo Zhengyan's facial features are three-dimensional and distinct, with firm and perfect contours.His hair is very black, with two straight eyebrows that reach to the temples.The eyes are slender, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, with a seductive flirt that ordinary men should not have.But his expression was solemn, without the slightest hint of joking.

Even the rare gentleness in Chu Qiao's memory was gone.

Chu Qiao realized that she was too nervous, she tried to say, "I've already woken up."

"Chu Qiao." Mo Zhengyan also opened his mouth, and read her name from his thin quilted lips.

Immediately, he said again, "You are my wife."

Chu Qiao did not forget that as early as five years ago, she was already his wife, "I know."

"No, you don't know." Mo Zhengyan whispered, eyes narrowed, "As a wife, you don't know your obligations."

Chu Qiao's throat seemed to be blocked by something, so she couldn't speak a word, and she couldn't answer.

Duties of a wife.

This includes intimacy between husband and wife.

Chu Qiao's hand was about to break the blanket in her palm, she repeated again, "I know."

Mo Zhengyan's gaze suddenly sank, and the two of them stared at each other, and with a movement of his figure, he already perched towards her.Seeing his face getting closer and closer to her, Chu Qiao suddenly thought of that day five years ago, when he bent down like this in the Vatican church.She kept silent and let him approach, Mo Zhengyan's kiss fell on her lips.

Chu Qiao felt his tongue, opened his lips and teeth, and forcefully penetrated into it.

That was Mo Zhengyan's breath, with a cold, strong, and unspeakable smell of tobacco.

Mo Zhengyan's kiss was warm at first, and then gradually turned wild and violent. Chu Qiao couldn't bear it, and her breathing became short of breath.

"No..." Chu Qiao's voice was swallowed by the chaotic breath.

Mo Zhengyan held Chu Qiao's face, his kiss moved along her lips, reached her ear, and continued down.

Chu Qiao's body trembled involuntarily.Her hands gripped the blanket so tightly that it was about to tear.

Mo Zhengyan's kiss became heavier and heavier, leaving marks one after another on her skin.

Chu Qiao was kissed weakly by him, her hands were also loosened, and the blanket on her body was ripped off by him.She didn't know what to grab, she opened her eyes slightly, and glanced at the antique copper lamp on the bedside table.Turning her eyes again, she saw a faint scar between the hair hanging down on Mo Zhengyan's forehead.

Chu Qiao bit her lip, her hands trembled, but she just continued to grab the bed sheet.

During the kiss, Mo Zhengyan squinted his eyes and watched her expression, but she still held back, not only her body, but even her eyelashes were trembling slightly.He reached out to shake her hand, only to find that she was clenched tightly on the bed sheet. Mo Zhengyan understood that it was a gesture of resistance but was forced to bear.

I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden, I lost all enthusiasm and collapsed.

Mo Zhengyan stood up suddenly, pulled the blanket that had receded to Chu Qiao's ankles, and covered her again.

Chu Qiao was still in a hazy stage, her consciousness was a little empty, and then she let go of the bed sheet and continued to hold the blanket tightly.

For a while, there was silence.

"Why don't you take medicine?" Mo Zhengyan asked abruptly, breaking the silence.

The bowl of medicine was still on the table, and the untouched bowl was already completely cold.

"Forgot." Chu Qiao also recovered her voice.

"I made it hot for you to drink."

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"Sir, miss, the medicine is ready." Immediately, Xu Shan took out the medicine and asked the servants in the mansion to warm it up again before bringing it in.

"Drink it." Mo Zhengyan sat in the rattan chair and said in a low voice.

And beside him, sitting Chu Qiao, she was wearing a long and thick pajama jacket, the ties around her waist were tightly wrapped, not even an inch of skin was exposed at the neckline.After Mo Zhengyan gave an order, Chu Qiao, like a robot, immediately took the medicine and drank it.

Xu Shan looked at it, and couldn't help laughing, "Sir, you don't know, the lady refused to take medicine before, but the husband came to work."

Chu Qiao was drinking medicine, when she heard this, she drank too fast and choked, "Cough cough cough."

"Miss, drink slowly." Xu Shan whispered, and hastily patted her on the back to comfort her.

"I'm fine." Chu Qiao smiled at her, and stopped halfway through taking the medicine, feeling the bitterness in her mouth.

"There's a little left, drink it soon." Mo Zhengyan caught her subtle expression and stared at her in a low voice.

Chu Qiao stopped for a while and drank the remaining medicine, Mo Zhengyan said again, "Here are candied fruit."

Chu Qiao was a little embarrassed. She always felt uncomfortable when she was seen in front of him by taking medicine to avoid suffering.But she still picked up a candied fruit and put it in her mouth.

Xu Shan backed away calmly, and Mo Zhengyan asked, "Secretary Xu said you want to see me, what's the matter?"

The candied fruit in her mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and the sweetness was still spreading in her mouth, Chu Qiao was silent for a while, looked at him and said, "I'm going out to work."