Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 1670
He turned his head, hooked the corners of his lips, and asked, "Can't bear me?"

So lovely.

Her eyes seemed to light up, she nodded, "Yeah."

His eyes seemed to be shining, and he pulled her into his arms again, and said, "Well, then I will take you with me when I go out."

His house was a bit big, and it was inexplicably different from the warm little house she had imagined. Because of this difference, she sat there all the time during the gaps between his meetings, unhappy.

He came out soon, with tired eyes, saw her sitting on the railing, staring at the downstairs in a daze, came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

She looked up at him, then shook her head, "It's different."

"What's the difference?" He asked with interest.

She bit her lip, "It's too big."

too big?
He looked into her eyes, suddenly understood what she meant, and asked, "Do you want a smaller house?",

"Ah."

"How small is it?"

"If you can pretend, I will follow you."

That's a little more difficult.

He coaxed her, "That's not called a house." It should be called a coffin.

For some reason, when this thought flashed through his mind, he felt that she might really be looking for a coffin again.

An inexplicable pain in the heart.

He held her hand, and his voice was very gentle, "This place is big, so you can see farther. Do you like it there?"

He pointed to the distant scenery and asked.

She nodded, "I like it."

She just passed by there yesterday and loves the place.

"You live here, as long as you look up, you can see it at any time," he coaxed her, and asked again, "If you get tired of seeing it in the future, I can take you to see the sea, or other places, those places, all very beautiful."

She thought for a moment, then nodded, and gave a soft "hmm".

When she was sleeping at night, she was lying on a strange bed with no one around her. She couldn't fall asleep, or she would have nightmares when she fell asleep. After being awakened, she couldn't remember what she dreamed about, and then she didn't dare to sleep again. ...

She hugged the pillow, opened the door, and pushed the door of the opposite room.

He was awakened from his sleep, and when he looked up, he saw her hugging the pillow, standing in front of his window, with her long hair hanging on her shoulders, her delicate face, very beautiful, her lips were pursed, as if she wanted to say something.

He paused for a moment before asking, "What's wrong?"

"Can I sleep with you?" She looked into his eyes and asked.

"..."

There was no response for a long time.

She thought it was impossible, said "I'm sorry", turned around and walked out, but was stopped by him again, "Wait—"

She looked back at him, her slender body stood there, like a jade doll, very delicate, a little hollow and cold.

He paused for a moment, stepped aside, patted the place where he had just slept hot, and said, "Come on."

She froze for a moment, seemingly puzzled, "If you find it difficult—"

"No," he cut off her words gently, "you can sleep with me, but I have conditions?"

She frowned and asked, "What?"

He looked at her and chuckled slightly, with a hint of bewitching, "You can only sleep with me, no one else, no matter if it's a man or a woman."

She thought about it, thought it was a good deal, and nodded, "Okay."

She hugged the pillow and went to his bed. His quilt was really warm. She closed her eyes and felt that something was missing. She raised her hand and subconsciously hugged the man beside her.

His body froze, watching her close her eyes, her eyelashes were black, and she was sleeping seriously.

(End of this chapter)