Exclusive Sweet Marriage

The bathroom mirror is haunted by water vapor. Mo Nuan raised her hand and scratched it casually. If you look carefully, you can find that the words are "the consequence of impulse". Her mood at the moment is complex, not regret, but worry and sulk. She is angry that she has the courage to marry a man who just met, but she doesn't even have the most basic preparation between husband and wife.

Mo Nuan pulls her cheek in front of the mirror and squeezes out a smile that is uglier than crying. The puffed up cheek makes her more charming. She is very grateful. Fortunately, it's winter now, and the pajamas with long sleeves and trousers don't seem abrupt and deliberate.

When he returned to the bedroom, Lu Chen had already finished taking a bath and was half lying on the bed, with a book in his hand. His short black hair shrugged because it was not completely dry. The collar of his pajamas was very low and open, revealing a large area of bronze chest muscles. With the delicate features, Mo's face turned red unconsciously.

In her memory, she had only seen such scenes on TV, but she had never seen them in real life.

Aware of a man standing at the door, Lu Chen raised his head and put the book on the bedside table. There was some accident that she washed it so quickly. He had already been ready to wait for an hour. It took her only half an hour, which was quite unexpected.

"Come here." Lu Chen waved to Mo Nuan.

Mo Nuan hesitated for a moment and walked directly towards him. Lu Chen asked her to sit with her back to him. Mo Nuan didn't know why, but she sat down obediently. Suddenly, she felt that her back was close to the man's fiery body, and one of his hands was touching his hair. As soon as he was stiff, she instinctively thought of her body, but she was held down on her shoulder and couldn't move.

Even through the pajamas, Mo Nuan feels that the skin on his back seems to be burned.

"Lu... Chen." Mo Nuan feels that her heart is trembling, her voice is small, but she doesn't know what kind of temptation her soft ending is to a mature man in his 30s.

Lu Chen's heart suddenly a tight, trying to suppress the body's discomfort, not light or heavy pulled her ear, "winter long hair to blow dry, otherwise easy to get sick." He thought that he was serious, not frivolous, not casual, and he didn't go along with the hooligans at all. He didn't expect that he just helped his wife blow her hair and scared people like this.

Listening to the buzzing sound of the hair dryer, Mo Nuan suddenly realized that he was going to blow her hair. His tight body relaxed a little. When he remembered the scene of shopping in the supermarket in the afternoon, he could not help but curl up a shallow arc.

In fact, these things were bought in the supermarket in the afternoon. He also asked the saleswoman how to keep warm in winter when she was afraid of cold. The saleswoman was a warm-hearted middle-aged aunt. She introduced some knee protectors, ear protectors, hats, necklaces, USB electric shoes, USB hand warmers, hot water bags, baby warmers and other gadgets that she had never seen before.

She didn't think he would be so obedient. Unexpectedly, he took all the orders and put them into the shopping cart. The aunt of the shop assistant laughed, and she stood aside, her mouth twitched violently. These are all the little girl's things. She, a nearly 30-year-old woman, can't be laughed to death with these things. Besides, she has no time to drink when she is busy.

The brain mended the scene that he was wearing electric heating shoes, ear protectors and hand warmers beside the computer. The picture was really terrible.

She had intended to stop him, but when someone else was present, she could not brush his face.

Aware of her smile, Lu Chen did not understand, "what are you laughing at?"

"I won't tell you."

In the quiet bedroom, there is only the sound of hair dryer. Men's slender fingers carefully shuttle between women's long hair. It seems that they are treating a valuable treasure.

However, for Mo Nuan, it's another feeling. The man's thin cocooned finger pulp scrapes her scalp from time to time, which makes her feel numb. As soon as she lowers her head, her hot breath hits her neck and ears. The man's smell mixed with the smell of bathing erodes her taste buds. She only feels that her whole body is like a fever.

But the man's action is slow, just a few minutes, is undoubtedly a kind of suffering for her.

As soon as the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Mo Nuan immediately jumped away, pulled open a corner of the quilt and lay down in it. She seemed to feel insecure. She rolled a few times, rolled away two-thirds of the quilt and wrapped herself tightly. She only heard her stuffy voice, "well, I'm so tired today, so I'll go to bed first. Good night."

Looking at the one-third quilt, Lu Chen couldn't help laughing, with a little teasing in his voice. "Mrs. Lu, are you sure you're not abusing your husband in winter?"

Mo Nuan was puzzled by his smile. When he got up to have a look, he found that the whole quilt was hanging on his body. Lu Chen had nothing on his side. He was embarrassed for a moment and quietly pulled the quilt off his body. "Sorry, I'm used to sleeping alone."

Lu Chen did not intend to tease her any more. He lay down and turned off the light.

In the dark room, there was only a faint light at the curtains.

Lying in a bed with a man, breathing, even if the man is far away from himself, Mo Nuan still feels very uncomfortable. He unconsciously moves to the edge of the bed and makes a sound of knowing rate from time to time, which is very clear in the quiet bedroom.

"Mrs. Lu, if you move out again, you will fall down." In the dark, Lu Chen could not help but remind him that he was really afraid that the silly girl would fall down.

Being seen through by a man, Mo Nuan is a little uncomfortable and whispers, "no, I'm measured.".

Before I finished speaking, it was replaced by a dull hum.

"Pa"

The light in the room was turned on, and the whole room suddenly lit up. Mo Nuan curled up with his back towards him, and most of his body almost fell down.

Lu Chen couldn't see what had happened to her. He immediately got out of bed and walked around the end of the bed to her. She covered her forehead with her hand and frowned slightly. Just now, her forehead hit the bedside table.

Lu Chen went to the living room to find out the medicine box, and took some anti-inflammatory drugs from it. Looking at her pouting, it was funny, "what kind of iron head skill do you practice in the evening?"

Mo warm and shy and angry, want to find a crack to drill down, but the man also said sarcastic words, some resentful stubborn stare at him, lips do not speak.

Lu Chen squatted down, rubbed her long hair, pulled away her hand covering her forehead, carefully spread anti-inflammatory drugs on the red and swollen place, gently rubbed it open, and said: "don't pout, I'll move it out tomorrow and throw it away. I'll take revenge for you."

"Poof." Mo Nuan can't help laughing. Can this man be clever in his way of making people laugh? She's not a child.

"I can still laugh. It doesn't seem to matter."