My Previous Fraternal Twins

"Buy, let him buy whatever you want." Mo Shichen said impolitely.

Tang Wanxin's mouth couldn't help but jerk a few times. Sure enough, the man was jealous and vindictive!

He must have deliberately found an opportunity to torture Gu qinzhen. Thinking about it, he silently lit a candle for him in his heart.

"Don't you know the shame of wasting?" Tang Wanxin said unhappily.

Mo Shichen liked to see that she was provoked by herself like a fried baby cat. His deep eyes crossed a thick smile: "it won't be wasted. If you can't finish eating and give it to other doctors, it's Gu qinzhen to invite their colleagues to maintain the relationship by the way."

"Cough..." Tang Wanxin patted his chest and couldn't help helping his forehead.

When Mo Shichen saw this, he quickly stretched out a hand and put it behind her to pat her gently. He said helplessly, "slow down. Swallowing saliva can choke himself. Dare you be stupid."

A moment later, Tang Wanxin pushed him away and pinched him innocently on his face: "that's not what you said too much..."

"Can I be blamed for this?" Mo Shichen said and kissed Tang Wanxin's lips.

"Oh... You..." Tang Wanxin snorted stiffly. All the words he wanted to say were blocked back by Mo Shichen and swallowed them directly.

Mo Shichen put his big hand behind her head and fastened it tightly to prevent her from breaking away. The woman's dull hum immediately stirred up the star fire in his heart.

Burning into a raging fire, his kiss kept deepening until the woman in his arms deliberately had some difficulties, and then reluctantly released her.

Tang Wanxin grabbed his clothes with both hands, lay down in his arms and gasped.

"Do you like it?" the hoarse voice of Mo Shichen suddenly sounded over her head.

Tang Wanxin grabbed his clothes tightly from his ears to his neck and pretended not to hear anything.

He saw the woman's shame in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper. A heavy heat hit her face and whispered, "it seems that I didn't work hard enough?"

Tang Wanxin was ashamed and didn't know how to answer. Then he buried his face in his arms.

Seeing her face becoming angry, Mo Shichen stopped teasing her.

But Wen Sheng asked, "I will arrange someone to help you manage the company's Affairs recently. You can cultivate yourself at home."

Thinking of the upcoming election in a few days, Mo Shichen continued to explain: "in two days, I may go home late, and there may not be time to accompany you at home. You will stay at home and don't go anywhere. Even if you hear about me, don't care, don't listen, don't believe, unless it's something I told you myself."

After listening, Tang Wanxin slowly drilled out of Mo Shichen's arms, and some didn't worry about pulling him: "did something happen?"

If something important had not happened, Mo Shichen would not have said this to himself.

"No, I'm just afraid that someone will threaten me while I'm away. In the last two days of the election every year, there are a lot of financial investigations and reports, as well as those cooperation under negotiation. They have to be sorted out and classified uniformly, so they will be busy."

Seeing that Tang Wanxin still looked unconvinced, he continued, "don't worry, I'll come back with you as soon as I have time."

Tang Wanxin put his hands around Mo Shichen's waist, held him tightly, smelled the faint aroma on him, and suddenly felt unusually warm and steady in his heart.

Mo Shichen smiled and hugged her in his arms, his head buried in her shoulder and neck.

After a long time, he slowly said, "don't worry."

"HMM." Tang Wanxin whispered, but he could not help worrying.

"Xu Tefu has brought everything, hasn't he?" Tang Wanxin got up from his arms.

"Yes, he will send it here in a moment." Mo Shichen stretched out a hand and put her broken hair behind her ear.

Her worry was seen in her face, and the strength of his hand tightened.

The other side.

The master mother of the Mohist family is in the ward and is feeding Mo Zichen.

Watching him recover day by day, the Mohist master's mother showed an imperceptible smile on her face.

She said softly, "Zichen, do you want your father?"

Mo Zichen looked at the porridge she handed to him and frowned slightly. He didn't have a good impression of the so-called father.

In his mind, although mosehai was very nice to him, because their country can be polygamous, his impression of his father has always been surrounded by all kinds of women.

But he always couldn't see his mother's good. Several times he secretly saw his mother sad because of his father.

After hesitating for a long time, Mo Zichen asked, "is he all right?"

The master mother of Mohism saw his careful thinking from his eyes and comforted him: "Zichen, don't blame your father. Sometimes some things are not what you see."

"What's that like? Isn't it his intention to ignore you?" Mo Zichen said with some displeasure.

The beautiful eyes of the master mother of Mohism brushed a touch of sadness, but she soon put it away and faced him with a formulaic gentle smile: "those women don't keep throwing themselves at him because your father is rich."

Her eyes were tinged with a touch of sadness and continued, "mom is fine. When your father gets old, he will know who is the best person for her."

Mo Zichen didn't understand, but he knew that his father was still very kind to him. At least his father would give him everything he wanted before he had an accident, and it was the best.

Seeing that the expression on his face softened, the mother of the Mohist family continued to advise and said, "your father has been waiting for you to wake up for a long time. If you miss him, I'll call him and he will come."

She also fed porridge into Mozi Chen's mouth.

Mo Zichen slowly opened his mouth and put the porridge in his mouth. After swallowing it, he said, "don't cry. I'm like this. I'm afraid he'll only be disappointed when he sees it. Wait until I'm better."

Thinking of the election date in a few days, the master mother of Mohism tightened her hand with a spoon. She has paid so many years of youth not just for her son to be the president of Mohist enterprises one day.

Now there is such a good opportunity. How could she let go? Before, Mo Zehai promised himself that when Mo Zichen woke up, the company would be handed over to him.

This is why she has to train with Mo Zichen every day during this period to make him recover early.

Hearing what he said, the Mohist mother immediately advised him, "your father didn't know where you were before, so he didn't come to see you the first time you woke up."