Bride Of the Rich Family

Luo heart has been tossing and turning, how can't sleep.

My mind has been hovering. When Mrs. Hu stares at herself, she has a strange and terrible face.

The old lady, what are you talking about?

Still look scared, like hell.

Luo Yixin picked up the small mirror and looked at his face, "it's nothing! She's also pretty. How can she frighten that mother-in-law into that? "

Luo heart hit a yawn, eyelids more and more heavy.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt that the bed around me seemed to collapse. Someone lay down and hugged her.

She wanted to shout, but after smelling the familiar breath, she mumbled.

"Why are you... Here again."

Although they are husband and wife, this is zijinbao. His grandfather is still staring at them. They can't sleep together.

"I can't sleep myself."

Mo Yuchen doesn't know how he suddenly starts to hate sleeping alone. He always feels empty and wants to hold something.

He was not like this before. He hated people around him when he was sleeping. When he was a child, his mother even refused to coax him to sleep. He had to sleep by himself to be comfortable.

Now, his rules of life have been completely disrupted by him.

He hugged Luo Yixin and let her rest on his arm. Then he felt that his heart was full.

"I'm sleepy. I want to sleep."

She struggled vaguely for a moment, for fear that he would upset her again.

"Go to sleep."

His broad palm gently stroked her soft hair, looked at her delicate face, the tip of his nose, and gave her a kiss on her clean forehead.

He kisses her like a loving father, which makes her feel at ease for a while. His little head rubs in his arms, finds a comfortable position, and sleeps deeply.

Mo Yuchen looked at her quiet sleeping face, always deep and cold eyes, is never had the gentleness.

"One heart..."

He called her name gently, remembering what mother-in-law Hu finally said to him with her mouth. His heart was like a big stone, suffocating and suffocating.

"No, you will be fine."

"How come you're dying."

"I will guard you and protect you."

He stroked her little head and pressed her closer into his arms.

Luo Xin had a very sweet night's sleep.

She had never felt so warm and comfortable under the quilt that she could not say how comfortable she was when she woke up.

But before she opened her eyes, she heard someone whispering in the room.

"What new progress has Wei Xinen made?"

It's Mo Yuchen's voice.

He kept his voice down as if he were afraid of disturbing someone.

"She interrogated the sixth young master last night, even the third young master, but there was no progress." Let listen to return a way very quietly.

"You keep a close eye on Wei Xinen."

"Young master is worried, implicate Miss Luo?"

Mo Yuchen said, "well, I always think it's not easy for zhenzhaibao to disappear this time. The other party must know what grandfather cares about most, and then set such a big trap."

"Young master, it's suspicion, it's internal people?"

"It must be so, otherwise it won't happen that zhenzhaibao is missing when the election is near."

"Go out first, and report to me if you have anything."

"Yes, young master."

Luo Xin hears the sound of closing the door, and then slowly opens his eyes.

It was dark in the room. I didn't draw the curtains. I couldn't tell day from night for a moment.

Mo Yuchen just goes back to the bedroom and sees Luo Yixin wake up.

"Awake?" He asked in a soft voice and was about to come.

Luo Yixin had never heard such a gentle voice from him. He was startled. He felt that he must not wake up. He heard it wrong. He quickly closed his eyes and turned his back to him.

"No, I'm sleepy."

"Then sleep a little longer."

He was still a very gentle voice.

In the morning, did he take the wrong medicine?

She did not dare to move or make any sound, for fear that he would know that she was pretending to sleep.

After a while, I heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. I couldn't help thinking about the way he was taking a bath.

Luo Yixin quickly covers himself with the pillow, does not let oneself think wildly.

Mo Yuchen took a shower, wrapped in a bath towel, came out, picked up the document Rong Ting had just sent in, sat on the bench in front of the bedroom window, and carefully looked through the light coming in through the gap of the curtain.

In a quiet room, although he was careful when he flipped through the documents, the sound of the paper was still very clear.

He didn't turn on the light, and he didn't open the curtain. He was worried about disturbing Luo Yixin's good sleep.

But Luo Yixin was awake, but he didn't make a sound.

She gently turned over and pillowed her hand, looking at Mo Yuchen's serious work.

This is the first time, when she woke up in the morning, Mo Yuchen was still there.

This feeling

It's just like a couple who have lived together for many years.

Time is very mild, the atmosphere is very warm, he does not dislike her lazy, she does not dislike him noisy.

Looking at his angular side face, half in the weak sunlight, half hidden in the shadow, concave and convex face lines are particularly clear and beautiful.

As he looked down, he saw his upper body bare, and only a bath towel wrapped under it. The delicate muscle lines on his body were like heavy tone ink paintings in the unclear light and shadow. Each stroke and each line was carefully carved, especially exquisite, which can be called a masterpiece.

Luo Xin Xin's heart suddenly jumps fast, the cheek is also slightly hot.

He shook his head quickly to get rid of his wishful thinking.

Take a big stretch and pretend you just woke up.

"Wake up."

"Well! How comfortable to sleep

Mo Yuchen looks up, looks at the lazy little woman on the bed, puts down the document in hand, gets up and walks over.

Although there is no light in the room, Luo Yixin still sees the mermaid line that he is exposed outside the bath towel by the sunlight that comes in stealthily

"Ah..."

Luo Yi quickly covers his eyes, "don't come here."

Mo Yu Chen where can listen to her words, heavy body directly pressed down.

She quickly turned to escape, or was his long arm from the back of a fished back, wrapped in his arms tightly attached to his warm chest.

"Sleep a little longer."

In his lazy voice, there was a trace of hoarseness full of fire.

"No, I'm awake."

"Don't be in such a hurry to say no, women are always duplicative." His thin lips fell on her neck socket from behind.

"I know so much about women. It seems that there are many women." Luo does not know why, he will suddenly angry.

"Jealous?"

"No!"

"I smell vinegar!"

"You smell wrong!"

"I only have you." As soon as he turned over, he pressed her under his body and looked at her flushed face, the smile lines on her lips gradually enlarged.

"It's nice to be jealous."

Luo Yixin blinked in amazement. He felt that Mo Yuchen, whom he saw this morning, was not normal!

"You..."

When she saw him approaching, she put her hands against his chest.

"What?" He asked.

"Did you take the wrong medicine, or didn't you?"

Mo Yu Chen's canthus smoked a few times, kisses down, "you are my medicine."

"Well... In broad daylight, don't..."