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

Chapter 69 When She Flirts With Him

Mo Chiwei wanted to see the wound on Tang Xinyan's forehead, but just as his fingertips touched her shoulder, he heard her growl tremblingly, "Don't touch me!"

She resisted and refused like that, and he almost put her...

He is a beast in clothes.

Tang Xinyan endured the pain on her forehead, and her clear almond eyes were covered with mist.

She has been unlucky enough recently, her forehead was injured once in the detention room, and this time she was injured again.

His nose was sour, and he felt inexplicably wronged.

The sticky liquid flowed onto the eyelashes, she wiped it with the back of her hand, and said in a panic, "Since you don't abide by our agreement, I won't marry you either."

She didn't believe that with Tang Yurou's temperament, she could always be a little three without a name.

Standing up from the ground, Tang Xinyan walked around the sofa, ready to leave.

Mo Chiwei stared at her back, feeling a little bored, but he didn't show it on his face.

When she reached the entrance and opened the door, he strode over.

Just as the door was pulled open a thin crack, there was a bang... and it was shut again.

Mo Chiwei grabbed Tang Xinyan's slender wrist, and seeing her struggling, he frowned slightly, and immediately hugged her horizontally.

In order not to fall, Tang Xinyan wrapped her arms around his neck reflexively.

Seeing her bloody forehead, Mo Chi Weijun's face tensed into a line.

He put her on the sofa. Just as she was about to stand up, his deep and indifferent eyes swept over her sharply, "Sit down!"

The expression on his face was gloomy and cold, with a hint of anger gathering between his brows. Although she didn't know what he was angry about, she was still shocked by his appearance. She sat on the sofa and didn't dare to move any more. .

She knew how big the power disparity was between him and her. He told her to sit down. If she dared to leave, she would probably be caught by him before she reached the gate!

Mo Chiwei entered the bedroom, and after a while, he came out with a medicine box.

Tang Xinyan ignored him with her long eyelashes hanging down.

Mo Chiwei frowned, he raised her chin, and wiped off the blood on her forehead with a cotton swab.

When the heart is full of fire, it's hard to stop the blood. Looking at her eyelashes and face covered with blood, Mo Chiwei's brows furrowed into a ball.

The movement to stop her bleeding was slightly slower.

His movements of treating the wound are smooth and smooth, and he is familiar with the road.

Anti-inflammation, application of medicine, hemostasis, bandaging, seems to be no stranger to such things.

In Tang Xinyan's impression, noble sons generally don't deal with such things. For example, Fu Sichen was injured before, and it was the doctor or her who helped him deal with it.

In less than two or three minutes, he healed the wound on her forehead.

"Don't touch the water for a few days, there should be no scars."

Tang Xinyan stared at the expressionless Mo Chiwei with red eyes, "I want to go home, I don't want to marry you!"

Mo Chiwei narrowed his deep eyes, "Do you think you have room for repentance?"

"It's you who didn't abide by my agreement with you. You're like this before you're married. If you're married, wouldn't it be..." Thinking of the previous sofa, he put her hand into her clothes, from the chest to the soft area of ​​the abdomen. , her ears immediately burned, "You are a stinky hooligan who doesn't count at all!"

Seeing her angry look, Mo Chiwei was a little amused, "Miss Tang, why didn't you call yourself a female hooligan when you flirted with me?"

She flirts with him?
The time she got drunk in the bathroom?
She bit her lip, her face turned red, "I was drunk and delirious."

(End of this chapter)