The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 179 Mo Chiwei, Don't Touch Me!

Mo Chiwei smoked two cigarettes outside, pinched out the butts, turned around, and entered the cave.

The woman who ate the fruit fell asleep lying on the banana leaf, with her slender body curled up, her white hair pillowed on the ground, her palm-sized face was small and pretty, and her pink and tender appearance made people feel pity.

Picking up the leather jacket she put aside, took out the wallet from it, and covered her body.

Sitting on the side, he opened his wallet and took out the photo that she had misunderstood.

The rough fingertips caressed the woman's charming face, and the dark pupils became gloomy and gloomy against the firelight.

After looking at the photo for a long time, he put it back into the wallet.

Lying down next to Tang Xinyan, his long arms went around her neck and hugged her into his arms.

Perhaps feeling warm, or liking his clean breath, she burrowed into his arms like a kitten, murmuring in confusion, "Dad, Yanyan really wants to go back to her childhood..."

When Mo Chiwei heard her words, his deep eyes like a deep pool shrunk slightly, and some impenetrable emotions seeped out from the bottom of his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

There are some things that he doesn't want to recall, but it doesn't mean that they have been forgotten. On the contrary, they are buried deep in his bones, and the pain is deep in his heart!

……

Tang Xinyan fell asleep, and suddenly felt that she was in a stove, her whole body was so hot that she was sweating, and her skin seemed to be scalded.

She thought it was on fire, and opened her eyes suddenly.

What came into view was a man's hard chest.

There was a few seconds of blankness and confusion in her mind. After the memory slowly returned, she looked at the man who held her in his arms.

The heat source that burned his skin in his sleep just now came from him.

She reached out and touched his forehead.

God, the temperature is so high.

Burning hands.

She pursed her lips, but before she recovered, the man with a high fever suddenly grabbed her wrist.

It's not a normal buckle, but a lot of strength.

He looked like someone who had undergone some kind of strict training, and when she was strong, she naturally couldn't resist.

The bones in the wrist seemed to be broken in an instant.

She opened her mouth, and just about to cry out for pain, the man who had his eyes closed suddenly opened them.

The deep pupils, as black as ink, stared at her closely, like a beast in the grassland, shining with an extremely cold light.

Tang Xinyan flinched from his gaze.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but the look in his eyes at this moment seems to be that she is his bone-destroying enemy.

His eyes were bloodshot, and under the light of the fire, he looked very gloomy and frightening.

Tang Xinyan's wrist seemed to be broken by him, her eyes were clouded with mist of pain, her eyebrows were tightly knit together, "Mo Chi Wei, you hurt me, let go, let go!"

But the man seemed to be in a nightmare state, completely unable to listen to her words.

If this continues, her hand will be useless.

But she pushed and kicked, but she was no match for him.

The cold sweat on her forehead slid down her face, along with the tears she couldn't control because of the pain.

It landed on the back of his hand.

Feeling the cold liquid, the man who lost his mind in the nightmare slowly woke up.

Seeing what he had done, his pupils shrank violently.

Let go of her hand immediately.

Tang Xinyan withdrew her hand and stepped back a few steps.

Looking into his eyes, alert and scared.

(End of this chapter)