"good!"

Wen Ran answered obediently, and she stood quietly in front of him in a relaxed and sleepy manner, allowing him to take the towel and gently wipe her hair.

"Go over there, I'll blow dry your hair."

After wiping, Mo Xiuchen opened his mouth again, held Wen Ran's hand, walked to the dressing table, and asked her to sit on the chair in front of the dressing table. He hung up the towel, picked up the hair dryer, and blew her hair.

In the warm room, neither of them spoke for a while, only the sound of blowing the air filled their ears with layers of heat.

Wen Ran sat in the chair, looking at the unparalleled handsome man in the mirror with his watery eyes. As he looked at him, a happy smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

"Ranran, why are you laughing at?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with a deep and deep voice, with a hint of undetectable hoarseness. He stood and she sat, whether from the mirror or from the front, he could clearly see the white and seductive skin on her chest.

She was too thin and her pajamas looked so loose that the softness on her chest was half revealed in the loose pajamas, looming, so tempting.

Wen Ran raised her eyes, and her clear pupils looked into his deep and burning eyes. She blinked slightly, and the smile on her lips made her even more Yanli: "It's nothing, I feel happy, so I laughed."

She felt happy from the bottom of her heart when she was with her beloved man.

Seeing him blowing his hair attentively and tenderly, and watching his long fingers pass through his hair, she couldn't help but feel soft and soft, thinking about it so hard that she would grow old with this man.

Thinking of something, a hint of astringentness flashed through the smile on the corner of her mouth. Mo Xiuchen was staring at her calmly, and naturally he did not miss the bitterness that flashed by. His heart tightened slightly, and without thinking, he bent down and pressed her into his arms with his hands, murmur as if he was promised:

"Ranran, as long as you like it, I will help you dry your hair after washing it."

"Cleaning the dust!"

A gentle voice came from his chest, soft and soft, like a light breeze blowing into his heart.

He lowered his eyes, staring at her with deep and gentle eyes: "Yeah!"

She pursed her lips, and a touch of tenderness ripped in her eyes. She hugged his slender and sexy waist with her arms tightly, raised her blushing little face and said softly: "I love you!"

Mo Xiuchen's tall body shook slightly. The next second, he leaned over, put his thin lips on her lips, and kissed her lingeringly...

It was just a kiss, a affectionate and lingering kiss, which carried both desire and love for her, and tried hard to suppress it, keeping its promise to her. When both sides were breathing, Mo Xiuchen stopped.

He pressed Wen Ran into his arms again, suppressing the rushing tide in his body, quietly looking at the figures leaning against each other in the mirror, and the desire in his eyes slowly receded like a tide.

Wen Ran's little face was pressed against his warm chest, and in his ears was his calm and powerful heartbeat. One by one, he hit her eardrums heavily, and her abdomen was clearly feeling the hardness somewhere in his body.

It seemed that something was stinging her heart, and a slight irritation of pain and lightning suddenly opened.

"Ranran, you go to bed first."

Above his head, the man's magnetic voice interrupted her thoughts. He had calmed down his eyes, lowered his eyes, clasped his wrist and pulled her out of the chair.

Wen Ran nodded, turned around, walked to the bed, climbed onto the bed, and leaned against the head of the bed.

Mo Xiuchen stood in front of the dressing table for a few seconds before following her, pulled the quilt for her, and looked at her with a doting look: "You go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

"I'll call Xiaoxiao and tell her that I'll go abroad tomorrow."

Wen Ran explained softly, suddenly frowned again, Mo Xiuchen observed his words and looked at his expression and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

"I forgot my phone in the bathroom."

Just now, when she went into the bathroom to take a shower, she forgot to put down her phone first, and then took a shower, and forgot to take it out.

Mo Xiuchen smiled faintly, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "What did I think it is? Wait for me and I will take it out for you."

Turning around and walking towards the bathroom, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly sucked, and Bo Yi's lips gently pursed.

Wen Ran, who was leaning against the head of the bed, raised her hand and gently pressed her temples. She was sure that her memory was regressing. Recently, this kind of situation of losing and pulling is becoming more and more obvious.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen come out of the bathroom, a shallow smile immediately floated on her face, and looked at him with a pair of eyes as bright as stars. Mo Xiuchen walked up to her and handed her the phone: "You call, I'll go take a shower first."

"Thanks!"

Wen Ran pretended to thank him lightly. She didn't want him to think about anything because of this trivial matter. Mo Xiuchen cooperated and smiled at her, raised his eyebrows, reached his big hand on her head, rubbed it lightly before turning around and going back to the bathroom to take a shower.

In fact, everyone knows that they all have the same thoughts and don’t want to make the other person sad, so they all pretend to be nothing.

This is not the first time Wen Ran has been back in the past few days, like she did just now, forgot to take her cell phone. She had forgotten about other things, but she just didn't tell him, and whenever he saw her insane or suddenly frowning, she was particularly sensitive.

The reason I told him just now was that she had climbed onto the bed and could not make up for it by herself.

In the warm and lit master bedroom, Wen Ran leaned against the head of the bed, stared at the phone for a while before dialing Bai Xiaoxiao's number.

The phone rang twice and was picked up. Bai Xiaoxiao's voice drilled into her eardrum through the radio waves: "Hey, Ranran."

"Xiaoxiao, why are you with Xiao Yuting tonight? You and him, won't be?" Wen Ran asked straight to the point, and stopped afterwards.

Bai Xiaoxiao understood what she meant and said angrily on the other end of the phone: "Ranran, did you say I'm going back to the grass? You and Mo Xiuchen have been through the world these days, so it's normal for you to not know anything else. Xiao Yuting's mother was sick, and I went to the hospital to see his mother today. Later, he invited me to dinner, that's all."

Wen Ran was a little stunned, but soon smiled relieved: "Then I'm relieved. I thought you couldn't figure it out so much, and was hurt like that by Xiao Yuting, so I turned back to find him."

"How could it be?"

Bai Xiaoxiao cut and asked back, "How are you and Mo Xiuchen? I heard that he has resigned from the position of president for you."

She wanted to ask whether Wen Ran really decided to stay with Mo Xiuchen's side or wanted to leave him.

"Xiuchen will accompany me to D Country tomorrow..."

Wen Ran briefly told the matter. After listening to her, Bai Xiaoxiao said confidently: "Ranran, Uncle Gu must have a solution. I believe that when you come back from Country D, you will be healthy."
Chapter completed!