Pick up a husband and take it home

Chapter 633 I'm tired, sleep well (1)

Mo Yihan was stunned. He never expected that the person lying on his bed just now would be the woman he had been thinking about day and night. He quickly retracted the gun and put it behind his back. Mo Yihan looked at Su Wange tenderly, "You How did you come here?"

Su Wange did not answer Mo Yihan's question, but looked at his hands on his back, and asked curiously: "Hanhan, what are you holding behind you?"

Mo Yihan was silent for a while, then shook his head, "It's nothing."

Su Wange wrinkled her nose, clearly not believing it, got up from the bed, knelt on the bed, stretched out her hand, and wanted to grab the man's hand, "Can you show me your hand?"

Mo Yihan was unmoved, Su Wange couldn't pull his hand with both hands.

"Take it out and show it to me!" Su Wange acted like a baby.

"No." Mo Yihan still refused.

Su Wange refused to let go, and threw herself on the man suddenly, wrapped her hands around his back, grabbed his hand, and touched what was in his hand, but after touching for a long time, Su Wange didn't know what was in Mo Yihan's hand. What is this thing.

Looking up at the man in front of her, Su Wange asked, "Hanhan, what is this?"

"It's nothing." Mo Yihan was still unwilling to tell Su Wange, even if she touched it, she hadn't seen it yet.

Su Wange was angry, her cheeks were bulging, she looked extremely cute, but Mo Yihan didn't have so much thought to appreciate her cuteness.

Su Wange paused for a while, and while Mo Yihan wasn't paying attention, she turned her head to look at the things behind the man. Mo Yihan came to his senses, and when he did, he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

When she saw the thing in the man's hand, Su Wange's eyes widened. Sitting on the bed, her eyes widened and she looked at the man in disbelief.

Mo Yihan saw that Su Wange had already got the thing in his hand, so he simply stopped blocking it, put the gun back in the drawer in front of Su Wange, sat down beside Su Wange, and looked at Su Wange seriously.

It took Su Wange a long time to come back to her senses, her moist eyes were filled with sadness, "Just now, you used a gun...a gun finger..."

Before the words "my head" could be uttered, Su Wange was suddenly embraced by the man in front of her.

"I did not do it on purpose."

It was his fault that he didn't recognize her on the bed, but it was impossible for him to recognize her just now.

Su Wange felt aggrieved, so pitiful, she pushed the man away fiercely, lay down on the bed again, covered the quilt, and turned her back to Mo Yihan, without saying a word.

Sighing, looking at the woman whose back was turned to him, Mo Yihan took off his clothes, followed Su Wange to lie on the bed, turned off the light, and wanted to hold her in his arms when his hand just touched the woman , Su Wange quickly moved to the side to prevent Mo Yihan from touching her.

When Su Wange thought of the man pointing a gun at her head just now, she felt very wronged.

Mo Yihan was slightly stunned, and then he hugged the woman in his arms with a firm attitude, regardless of her struggle, and put his head on Su Wange's shoulder, Mo Yihan suddenly said: "Xiao Wan, I'm tired, can you sleep well?" good?"

Hearing the man's weary voice, Su Wange was slightly taken aback, feeling extremely distressed, and did not resist anymore.

Seeing that the woman in his arms was finally settled down, Mo Yihan smiled triumphantly, hugged the woman in his arms tightly, smelled her breath, and soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)