Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

Peace was restored in the corridor as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the room was also quiet. Mo Wan slept on the left side of the bed, while Pei Yihuan slept on the right side of the bed. Their breathing echoed faintly in the room.

Two hours later, Mo's fingers twitched suddenly, and then her cheeks flushed.

Her whole body was crawling unconsciously on the bed. The whole person only felt hot. She wanted to have a flame burning wildly in her body.

His hands fell on his clothes and pulled at random.

At the same time, Pei Yihuan, who slept on her side, gradually reacted.

White snowflakes fell from the air one by one.

On the big white bed, men and women hug each other and sleep. Under the bed, trousers and shirts are scattered.

A burst of dryness rushed up, Mo Wan unconsciously licked the dry lips, struggled softly and shouted: "water."

Without any response, she swallowed her thirsty throat and opened her eyes blankly. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her eyes, she put on a perfect side face of Yingwei. The bridge of her nose was high and her lips were thin and cool.

She was stunned. For a few seconds, her mind was completely blank and she couldn't think at all.

After gradually regaining consciousness, her body could not stop trembling. She was flustered, shocked and puzzled. How could Pei Yihuan appear on her bed?

And what happened last night?

Her eyes again noticed the purple kiss mark on her chest. Her face turned white. She sat up from the bed holding the quilt and gasped.

But when she sat up, she just saw Pei Zhenjiang who opened the door and came in. The blood color on her cheek faded instantly, as if the paper would break with a poke!

Holding the quilt tightly in her arms with both hands, she couldn't stop shaking. She just felt that she had never been flustered and cold.

What's going on? What the hell is going on?

At this time, Pei Yihuan, who was sleeping, moved his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slowly. Inadvertently, he curled up on one side. His eyes suddenly narrowed tightly. A touch of surprise flashed quickly. The next second, he propped up and sat up.

Seeing Pei Yihuan wake up, Pei Zhenjiang's eyes full of deterrence coldly fell on the two: "who can explain to me what happened last night?"

With his words, her body trembled violently again and began to recall what happened last night!

Pei Yihuan was silent, and Junting's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He was also thinking about it.

"Speak!" Pei Zhenjiang's voice was much lower again!

A faint light flashed through his pupils. Pei Yihuan looked at him calmly and indifferently: "I should question you or her, but it's not your turn to question me!"

"What do you mean?" Pei Zhenjiang asked with narrowed eyes.

"Is it so difficult to understand? Did you design a trap or did she design a trap?"

Between words, he put on his shirt lazily and buttoned it leisurely.

Hearing the speech, Mo Wan raised his head involuntarily and quickly retorted, "no! I didn't design any trap!"

Her voice is very loud and firm, but the ending is still unstoppable and slightly trembling.

"Do you think what you said has credibility?" Pei Yihuan bowed his head and said sarcastically.

Mo Wan's heart was cold. She repeated again and again: "it's not me! It's really not me! I didn't design any trap! I didn't!"

Why did things develop to this point? Even she was confused. How could it be a trap designed by her?

"I will find out the truth about this matter! But now that such a thing has happened, how do you think it should be solved?" Pei Yihuan said sternly.

How to solve it?

Mo's body trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. She didn't even dare to think about the consequences of this matter!

If she is driven out of Pei's house, it means that her father's medical rescue is over!

She sat there in a huddle, feeling frozen!

She had a bottom in her heart about what would happen in the end. It turned out that fate played tricks on people like this.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eyes, and she smiled sarcastically.

"You can solve it as you want. I'm not interested in your way!" Pei Yihuan's handsome face was cold and calm, as if it hadn't happened.

Even he leisurely took his trousers and put them on. He didn't look at Mo Wan or Pei Zhenjiang. His tall body was going out of the room.

"Stop!" Pei Zhenjiang snapped at his figure, "then I'll talk about my solution to this matter..."

What should come is always coming. He can't avoid it. Mo Wan slowly closed his eyes.

"My solution to this matter is --" Pei Zhenjiang pointed at it and said, "you, marry her!"

Like a flash of lightning, don't pull the whole person, like a stone, stunned in place, motionless!

What did he say?

Pei Yihuan, who was about to leave the room, suddenly gave a meal, turned around, pulled a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and said to peizhenjiang, "when did you start to like joking?"

"I don't like joking all the time. It's the same this time. My solution is that you marry her!" Pei Zhenjiang's face is full of seriousness and seriousness: "and the sooner the better!"

Pei Yihuan pulled his cold, thin and cool lips, and his eyes said coldly like a leopard: "then you can continue to dream!"

"Don't you want what you want most?" Pei Zhenjiang's eyes flashed.

"Do you want to threaten me with that thing again?" his eyes reflected a chilling light and stared at peizhenjiang: "I won't let you do it!"

The voice fell, only listening to the "bang Dang -" sound, the door was thrown heavily, and Pei Yihuan's figure had left the room.

With a slight frown, Pei Zhenjiang's eyes fell on Mo Wan: "get familiar with me. I'll light you in the study."

Step by step away, until finally disappeared in the ear, Mo Wan finally returned to his mind and walked towards the bathroom.

When the warm water flows slowly through her body, she closes her eyes, sinks her mind and begins to think about this strange thing.

Inadvertently thought of the glass of orange juice, her cheeks moved, as if something slowly came out of her mind.

Study.

Pei Zhenjiang sat behind his desk with a deep face and his hands rubbing the photos in front of him.

In the photo, he is still young, dressed in a suit and shoes, young and dissipated, holding Pei Yihuan with a bright and handsome face with a ten-year-old smile in his arms. The woman standing beside him is beautiful and elegant. That is Pei Yihuan's biological mother, LAN Ji.