Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen and her coat were thrown on the blanket in the master bedroom.

On the spacious and soft bed, her clothes were lifted up high, and the tall man pressed against her, kissing, furious and urgent...

"Xiaochen, don't..."

Wen Ran begged for mercy, but he ignored it. He was so cruel that he wanted to use this method to let her say the answer.

In a panic, Wen Ran woke up instead. Just now, he was too nervous and he probably didn't know. If he really knew, he wouldn't use this way to force her with his temperament.

As his long fingers slid across her abdomen and into her legs, crystal tears slid from the corners of her eyes. She closed her eyes and bit her lips tightly to silence to resist his invasion.

Mo Xiuchen felt the stiffness of her body, raised his eyes, and his eyes touched the tears at the corners of her eyes, and his movements suddenly stopped.

Under the light, her face was as white as jade, her eyes were closed, her lips were chewed, and her sadness was filled with despair, like a knife stabbed into his chest.

"Ranran!"

His heart was filled with pain. Faced with her sadness and despair, he couldn't make up and could not continue.

Wen Ran's body trembled under him, slowly opened her eyes, her tears filled with crystal clear and pity. She looked at his hot and contradictory eyes, and her heart suddenly suffocated. At that moment, the feelings defeated reason like crazy, and hugged him tightly with both hands.

Mo Xiuchen's huge body froze, and a wave surged out from her deep eyes. The next second, he lowered his head, kissed her earlobe, and murmured affectionately and painfully: "Ranran, don't leave me!"

Wen Ran held his hand loosened, tears flowing freely.

"Ranran, don't cry!"

Mo Xiuchen felt extremely distressed. The thing he didn't want to see was that she was sad and sad. However, he forced her to cry tonight. He kissed her eyes over and over again, trying to kiss her tears, but found that the more she kissed, the more she would cry.

He tidied up her clothes, pulled her out of the bed, hugged her tightly into his arms, and said over and over again: "Ranran, as long as you don't leave me, I promise you whatever you want me to do?"

He had already doubted that if he hadn't been able to bear to feel sad, he would have continued to do so just now, and maybe he would have got the answer he wanted.

However, her tears were like the sharpest weapon to him, and he could not use force on her at all.

Wen Ran was held tightly in his arms by him, listening to his request over and over again, such a proud and outstanding man, he was humble to her at this moment, as humble as dust.

She opened her mouth and said the words she refused were stuck in her throat and could not say it.

"Ranran, I know that Akai will suddenly change his decision. There must be something else I don't know. We are husband and wife. What's the matter that you can't tell me? No matter what, you can tell me that you have promised to never leave me."

"Didn't you feel sorry for my childhood loneliness, and for my days without you. I said that you will be with me in the future?"

"Ranran, I can't let you go. These days, without you, I can't eat or sleep, I feel like I've been abandoned by the whole world. I miss you every minute and every second, and I want to see you all the time..."

"Xiuchen, stop talking."

Wen Ran was afraid that if he continued to listen, he would really tell him everything.

"Okay, I won't say it anymore, but you promise me and think about it again, okay?"

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes locked her gaze. He called her back because he wanted to keep her, rather than really want her to sign. From then on, they were strangers.

Faced with his affectionate and expectant eyes, Wen Ran put away his cruelty and couldn't help but nod: "Okay!"

Hearing this, a relieved smile appeared in Mo Xiuchen's eyes. He happily lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and happily hugged her into his arms, "Ranran, stay tonight. I promise not to touch you. I just wanted to hold you to sleep. I have not had a good rest in the past few days."

At the end of his speech, there was a deep sense of loss in his tone.

**

When Wen Jin returned home, Aunt Li told him that Wen Ran had returned to Mo Xiuchen's house. Wen Jin was a little surprised: "What are you doing when you go back?"

Aunt Li smiled and said, "Mo Xiuchen called Ranran and asked her to go back. She said, and brought her things back by the way."

Wen Jin's eyes flashed, "Then we don't have to wait for Ranran. She will definitely come back after dinner when she returns home."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ringtone of his cell phone rang.

Wen Jin took out his cell phone, saw the name displayed on the screen, smiled at the corner of his mouth, pressed the answer button with a long finger, and spit out with a warm voice: "Ranran!"

"Brother, have you been home?"

On the other end of the phone, a gentle voice came softly.

Wen Jin's eyes were filled with warmth, and she walked out of the kitchen and towards the sofa: "Just as soon as she got home, Aunt Li told me, "You are going to get something. I was thinking that you shouldn't come back to have a meal."

"Brother, I won't go back to have a meal, you don't have to wait for me."

"Okay, I won't wait for you. Are you back tonight or tomorrow?"

Wen Jin sat in the sofa and spoke at the back, with a little hesitation.

"Tomorrow, I will stay here tonight."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen, who was looking at her with his eyes tightly. Just now, she was soft-hearted and agreed to his proposal and stayed tonight.

As long as he doesn't touch her, it doesn't matter if she shares a bed with him.

"good!"

Wen Jin did not ask her the reason. Although he was not her biological brother, he still knew her after more than ten years of getting along with her.

No matter how cold she was to Mo Xiuchen on the surface, her love for him in her heart never decreased in half.

As soon as the call ended, the cell phone in Wen Ran's hand was immediately snatched away by Mo Xiuchen. He put the cell phone on the bedside table and pulled her off the bed. His big palm gently wrapped her small hand and said happily: "Ranran, let's go downstairs to have a meal."

Looking at the relaxed joy between his eyebrows, Wen Ran’s face unconsciously smiled. When he was happy, she was also happy: “Wait for me, I’ll wash my face.”

I just cried and felt a little uncomfortable if I didn’t wash my face.

She was about to pull out the hand he was holding, but Mo Xiuchen held her with a little tightness, and his voice was low and gentle: "I'll be with you."

Wen Ran wanted to say no, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed his mouth: "Okay!"

Hearing this, Mo Xiuchen's smile quickly lit up his handsome face, held her hand, went into the bathroom, watched her wash her face, and took a towel to dry it. Then, he held her hand in the palm of his hand, as if only in this way could he truly feel that she was by his side.

Only then can he feel at ease.
Chapter completed!