Chapter 120： It depends on how you do it

Chapter 120 That depends on how you did it

Nodded gently, and a soft smile appeared between his sleepy brows. In the soft light, gentle and warm: "What time is it? Have you had dinner?"

Listening to her caring words, Mo Xiuchen felt a little warmth in his heart and replied gently, “I ate a little outside, are you sleepy now? If you are not sleepy, just talk to me.”

Mo Xiuchen's tone was clear and calm, but when he heard Wen Ran's ears, his heart was tight for no reason. She couldn't tell why there was such an emotion. She looked at his light eyebrows, and seemed to be upset and contradictory. Thing.

She smiled slightly, answered "OK", and sat up with her hands propped up.

Mo Xiuchen stretched out a hand to support her body, helped her sit up and leaned against the bed, and picked up a pillow to cushion her back, not holding her in his arms as usual.

The faint smell of tobacco on his body and the fragrance of the shower gel expelled the residual perfume smell in the air. He gently pursed his lips and took the initiative to say: "Just now, you said on the phone that Cheng Jia was injured because of you, and I will do it tomorrow. Go to the hospital to see her."

She did not ask why Cheng Jia was injured, but instead asked to go to the hospital for a visit. Except for some accidents, Mo Xiuchen was slightly disappointed.

He felt that he didn't ask gently because she didn't care.

There was a dark color in his eyes. Whether their marriage was emotional or not, she could not care as much as he did to her in such a short period of time.

Although I knew it, I still felt depressed. My heart felt as if I was suddenly blocked by something, and I felt so uncomfortable.

"Is it inconvenient?"

Wen Ran saw his frowning eyebrows, his face was not very pretty, and his heart sank. Cheng Jia probably didn't want to see her. She fell silent and pulled the corners of her mouth with a far-fetched smile: "If it's inconvenient, just forget it. When the parents are away, during this time, let Mom Zhang make some soup for her to send..."

Mo Xiuchen's handsome facial features became harder and harder, his thin lips pressed into a firm straight line.

Feeling the obvious change in his breath, Wen Ran stopped and looked at him blankly.

Four eyes are facing each other, one is as deep as the sea, the other is clear and doubtful.

The air current flowing between the two seemed to be stagnated at once.

Wen Ran's heart tightened, and his brain filtered what he had just said, which sentence was wrong and why he looked angry.

Isn’t he asking her to speak with him? How come he didn’t say a word, and what she said seemed wrong?

The breath of Mo Xiuchen was a little heavy and a little cold.

Concentrated her eyes, deep as the sea, unable to see the bottom at a glance.

For a long time, he lightly opened his lips and called her name sadly: "Wen Ran!"

Wen Ran pressed her lips tightly. The sound of ‘Wen Ran’ sounded inexplicably harsh in her ears.

His voice is alienated and unfamiliar, as if he hadn’t called her full name since they were together that night.

When he called her ‘ranran’, the notes wrapped around the tip of his tongue, overflowing his thin lips, and it was always low and magnetic, which was very sweet.

Suddenly called her full name, she was a little uncomfortable, but it was just a flash of emotion in her heart, and she didn't show it on the face.

"Remember what I said to you last time?"

Mo Xiuchen saw her deep under her eyes straight, and couldn't let her escape his gaze.

Wen Ran blinked blankly, thinking quickly, he asked which sentence it was.

Mo Xiuchen didn't intend to wait for her to think about it either. His expression became serious, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "I said, you have to remember your identity. It is the grandmother of the Mo family, and my wife is Mo Xiuchen."

Wen Ran’s eyes flashed a little strangely. He opened his mouth to explain, but Mo Xiuchen refused to give her a chance to speak. He said to himself: “No matter any woman covets your husband, you can’t give in.”

"I didn't mean that."

Wen Ran explained weakly that she just didn't want to act like a jealous woman. Besides, she didn't want to embarrass him. Cheng Jia saved him once when she was a child. Today she pushed him away and was hurt by herself. Although she felt uncomfortable. , But still tell yourself to be generous.

"Then what do you mean?"

Mo Xiuchen looked at her deeply.

Under his gaze, Wen Ran felt extremely oppressed. After thinking about it, he said flatly: "You said last time that you don't like Cheng Jia. I think even if she saves you again today, you won't I will agree with my body."

"Then what did you mean by the inconvenient sentence?"

Mo Xiuchen asked aggressively. He hoped that Wen Ran would be jealous like other women, and that she would be wary of women approaching him. After all, he most hoped that she would fall in love with him earlier and hold him tightly.

"I'm afraid Cheng Jia doesn't want to see me. She was injured just now because of you. I can't help but feel grateful, but stimulate her. If she doesn't want to see me, I won't go to the hospital to see her."

"Aren't you afraid that she made any excessive demands by saving me?"

Mo Xiuchen’s mouth evokes a charming arc, under the dim light, with a hint of coolness and mockery, he has not been in a good mood these past two days, and something like this happened again this afternoon...

He can always deny that the little girl who rescued him was Cheng Jia, but he can’t deny that she pushed him away this time and was injured herself. Even if he is cruel and ruthless, he is still a human, not a vegetation!

Wen Ran ignored the sadness in his heart because of his mocking words, took a smile, and asked instead: "If she makes an excessive request, will you agree?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned. It was the question he asked. How could she ask back.

"It depends on how you did it!"

Faced with her gentle smile, not only did he not feel happy, but he was even more angry.

The smile on Wen Ran's face froze because of his words. Her marriage with him was originally a deal. She promised to work hard to be a good wife, but the initiative was in his hands.

Even if they now have the real relationship between husband and wife, he treats her well, but she will never forget that their union has no affection, and he has never said that he likes her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, avoiding his sharp eyes, and said faintly: "I will try my best."

Mo Xiuchen's handsome face has changed a few times. Over the years, he who is used to controlling the overall situation is very dissatisfied with Wen Ran's answer. The accumulation of depression in his heart makes his aura thicker, and he doesn't want to be like her anymore. After the talk, she grabbed her head, bowed her head, and the scorching heat attacked her like a storm!

The sudden hot breath and strong and domineering kiss made Wen Ran's heart tremble, and his eyes widened in amazement. He looked at the handsome face close at hand. His facial features were still rigid and cold, and his ungentle movements showed his unhappiness. , She couldn't bear his rudeness, and under the pain, she subconsciously pushed him.

Thank you for your reward, love you all, what am I!

(End of this chapter)