Cold CEO With Warm Love

"I know." Mo Xiu Chen finger presses on her lips, interrupts her words, "have me in, still worry so much to do what, eh?"

"But..."

"No, but." Mo Xiuchen bowed his head to kiss her red lips, and his voice was low and close to whisper, "you are mine. No matter what they say or how they make rumors, it's an indisputable fact."

You are my

She's his.

Just these four words, let the empty corner of Wen Yiyi's heart be filled up in a moment.

The other words he said were not heard any more, and the four words he said were replayed in his ear.

She is really easy to meet, do not need how good he is to her, maybe just a small move of him, can make her happy for a long time.

Looking at her face slightly silly smile, Mo Xiuchen sighed, big palm pinched her white face, bent over to block her ruddy mouth.

"Don't think so much, eh? Keep the baby at home and leave the rest to me. "

Wen Yiyi opened his mouth to answer him, but he blocked up a word and could only utter a soft sob.

How does he want her to answer that?

Wen Yiyi stares at him, opens his mouth and nibbles at the tip of his tongue.

Mo Xiu Chen eat pain, eyebrow a wrinkly, still didn't let go of her.

Straight the small woman in the bosom kisses to be short of breath, oneself also began to have obvious change, Mo Xiu Chen this just loosen her.

Face buried in her neck and shoulder, breathing her body light sweet smell, calming himself.

For a moment, in addition to the sound of the TV in the living room, only his heavy breathing could be heard.

I don't know how long it took for Mo Xiuchen's breath to settle down.

Put Wen Yiyi in his arms again.

Two people on the sofa greasy crooked for a while, Mo Xiu Chen just hugs sleepy Wen Yi to go up the second floor.

After washing in the bathroom, it was already zero the next day.

In the bathroom, he was pressed on the edge of the bathtub and tossed for a while, which made Wen Yiyi unable to open his eyes. He was very sleepy in his arms.

Just bathed and moistened, her eyelids were powdered by the water vapor in the bathroom, looking very lovely.

Mo Xiuchen put her on the bed, lifted the quilt to cover her, bowed his head to kiss her white and tender face, and said in a hoarse voice, "sleep."

"Well..." Wen Yiyi answered vaguely, and his consciousness was not clear.

Mo Xiuchen let go of her, turn off the light in the room, then turn around and walk out.

Aware that he wants to go out, Wen Yiyi sleepiness suddenly seems to be driven by something, there is no moment.

She quickly opened her eyes, looked at his back in the dark, doubted and asked: "don't you sleep?"

"There's still some business to do. You go to bed first." Mo Xiuchen finish saying, also don't speak again, big step meteor of walked out.

With a bang, the bedroom door was closed.

Wen Yiyi curled his mouth, snorted, pulled the quilt with his little hand, turned over, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Outside the door, Mo Xiuchen looked down at his second brother, frowned, sighed, and turned to the bathroom of the guest room to take a shower.

February is not as cold as December, but it's also chilly.

Once the cold water rushed down, Mo Xiuchen's whole body was cold to the extreme, and his hands were a little stiff, but he seemed to have no feeling at all. He took a bath towel at random and put it on his waist, turned and went out.