Mo Shao's lovely wife is sweet as honey

Chapter 217 Ask for a Deep Kiss

235. It's Mo Beiming who gets up early to walk the lion. He is accompanied by the handsome big lion Mufasa and the cute little snow dumpling Simba.

"Simba!" Ye Nian yelled slightly, and Simba heard it, and ran over staggeringly with four short legs.

Ye Nianwei squatted down, hugged Simba into his arms, and stood up again. The man had already come to him, stretching out his cheek.

"Mo Beiming!"

Seeing his cheek approaching suddenly, Ye Nianwei naturally tilted his head back.

Mo Beiming stretched out his left arm to hook her waist, and stabilized her, his deep eyes were condescending, with a faint smile on his face, "Wei Wei, where's my good morning kiss?"

It turned out that the purpose of approaching her was to ask for a kiss!
"Can you still have a face?"

Isn't it enough to pester her for a while?
"What do you want for face, you are enough!"

He insisted on kissing her lips deeply, then helped her up, interlocked her fingers, and led her into the room.

The sumptuous breakfast had already been served, and after the two of them finished eating, Mo Beiming asked her, "What are you going to do after breakfast?"

Ye Nianwei turned his dark eyes, "Can I go out?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Beiming vetoed it straight away, "Go out, you are not allowed! You can only move around in the imperial palace until your injury is healed!"

"..." Ye Nianwei felt bad for him, and had to listen to him, "Alright then, I'll draw!"

Speaking of painting, Mo Beiming raised his eyebrows, "Have you found your inspiration yet?"

"not yet!"

Inspiration is a very mysterious thing, it comes when you say it, if you don't come, you won't be able to think of it if you scratch your head!
Ye Nianwei had already eaten, put down the spoon, and was about to get up, "I'm going to draw first, maybe looking at the previous paintings can inspire some inspiration!"

She had just stood up, a generous back was already squatting in front of her, Mo Beiming turned his head and said, "Wei Wei, come up, I'll carry you!"

"No need! I hurt my hand, not my leg!"

Ye Nianwei was not hypocritical at all, and would not pretend to be pitiful just because she was injured a little bit.

The man spoiled her so much, her hand was hurt, he didn't allow her to do any work, and now she didn't even let her feet touch the ground.

Ye Nianwei felt that she was about to become disabled!

"Don't be silly, come up!" Mo Beiming's two arms were behind her, and she had already grabbed her two ankles, and she didn't intend to let go.

Ye Nianwei couldn't resist him, so she bent down on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She is 170cm tall, but her frame is small and her weight is not too heavy. Mo Beiming carried her with no effort at all. He put his big hand on her hip, lifted her up slightly, and then walked out of the courtyard. Palace gate.

Ye Nianwei found that he did not go in the direction of the studio, but came to the garden outside the imperial palace. She asked, "Mo Beiming, where are you taking me? Aren't you going back to the studio?"

Mo Beiming walked steadily, and said as he walked, "I'll come back later! I'll carry you around the garden first, looking for inspiration!"

In fact, just to go for a walk with her!

Lying on the man's broad back, Ye Nianwei pressed her face against it, the sun was shining on her warmly, her eyes were half-opened and half blurred, for a moment, she always felt as if she had returned to her childhood.

When I was a child, lying on my father's back was so comfortable and warm.

Besides her father carrying her, there is another person who also likes to carry her on his back, and that person is Brother Jing Chuan!

"Mo Beiming!"

"Ok?"

"You know who you remind me of?"

"Who?"

"My father..." After Ye Nianwei finished speaking, she subconsciously hugged his neck tightly. She cherished the feeling he gave her as a father and brother.

Deep down in my heart, I even hoped that it would be great if I could go on like this forever.

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(End of this chapter)