The atmosphere changed in Mo Xiuchen's words that seemed to be joking, but in fact he confessed deeply.

Wen Ran's smile froze and his eyes stared at him in a daze.

Although she knew his intentions, she kept bubbled with joy when she heard him say this, and something called happiness instantly filled her heart.

"Come on, don't be moved, have a meal first."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes became deeper, and he suppressed the urge to pull her into his arms and love her hard, picked up the dishes and put them into the bowl in front of her.

He knew that Ranran was moved by his words. He didn't remember how he got along with her before. After that, he decided to do everything he could to be kind to her and make her happy.

He wants to make up for all the things he owe her during this period.

From then on, Ranran, who was not allowed to cry again, thought of this, a layer of tenderness and pity appeared in his deep eyes.

After dinner, Mo Xiuchen took the initiative to take the initiative to wash dishes: "Ranran, go to the living room to watch TV, I will wash dishes and accompany you."

"good!"

Wen Ran saw that although his voice was low and warm, it was firm that she could not refuse. She felt warm in her heart and agreed with a smile: "Okay, then you have to wash it clean."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure I wash it cleaner than the newly bought ones." Mo Xiuchen said jokingly.

Mo Xiuchen entered the kitchen with the tableware. Wen Ran sat on the sofa in the living room, holding the remote control, and changed to one table after another. Finally, he was attracted by a handsome guy and watched a youth idol drama.

"Ranran, do you like this kind of TV series?"

Mo Xiuchen packed up and sat down on the sofa in front of her. He naturally reached out and put his hand over her shoulder and put her body into his arms.

He felt the person in his arms froze slightly, his mouth curled gently, his eyes turned, and his eyes looked at her gently.

Wen Ran's heartbeat was accelerating and was completely out of control.

She was a little annoyed, as if the man approached her, her heart would be beating up.

His breath always confused her. She instinctively lowered her eyes and avoided his deep eyes. "There is nothing good to look at, just pass the time."

The smile on the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth became stronger, and his other big hand snatched the remote control in her hand, gently pressed it, and turned off the phone.

"Xiuchen, why are you turning it off?"

"I'm tired, let's go upstairs to rest."

Mo Xiuchen took it for granted, threw the remote control onto the coffee table, and pulled her to stand up from the sofa.

Wen Ran was stunned and frowned and said, "Xiuchen, you can easily accumulate food when you sleep when you have just eaten your fill."

"Then let's go to the top of the building to watch the stars." Mo Xiuchen just didn't want Wen Ran to watch TV. He just saw a good-looking man inside, but he was just a little bit more beautiful, and he couldn't compare with him.

He didn't expect Ranran to be reduced by the sissy man. "Ranran, if you like to look at handsome guys, just look at me in the future. Men who are worse than me, you don't have to waste time watching them."

Wen Ran's mouth twitched and said with a funny look: "You mean, I can see a man who is more handsome than you, right?"

"A man who is more handsome than me seems to be in this world." Mo Xiuchen took her out of the sofa and said narcissistically.

Wen Ran was amused by his narcissism, but Mo Xiuchen looked calm and calm, as if he was talking about a normal thing. Seeing her laughing, he frowned unsatisfiedly, "Ranran, do you think I'm exaggerating?"

"No, no." Wen Ran tried his best to resist the urge to laugh. She stared at Mo Xiuchen's handsome and beautiful facial features that were so perfect that he could not pick up any flaws, and felt that he was not very exaggerating.

It's just a little narcissistic.

At least, in her eyes, her Xiu Chen is the most handsome and perfect man in the world.

Of course, it’s not that other people are not good, but she loves this man and thinks that he is good at everything, and no one can match it.

When Mo Xiuchen saw her staring at her, the corner of her mouth raised a pleasant curve. After going up to the roof, Wen Ran broke away from his hands, walked to the white jade guardrail, supported his hands on the guardrail, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Xiuchen, the wind here is cool, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers..."

As soon as Wen Ran's soft and pleasant voice was blown away in the wind, Mo Xiuchen nodded, walked behind her, stretched out his arms, and directly wrapped her in his arms.

Wen Ran's body trembled slightly, without struggling.

Mo Xiuchen didn't say anything, but just hugged her so gently, his chest pressed against her back and forth, and his chin gently pressed against her shoulders.

When she looked at the stars, he looked at her gently.

For a long time, no one spoke.

The atmosphere is warm and quiet, and the air is filled with a hint of happiness. Even the wind blowing in the ears has a hint of gentleness, just like a lover's hand, gently brushing across the heart, stirring up layers of ripples.

"Ranran, are you tired?"

After a while, Mo Xiuchen's voice overflowed from his thin lips in a low voice, and he penetrated into Wen Ran's eardrum with a warm breath. Her heart trembled, and her little face subconsciously turned to the side: "Not tired."

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, opened his thin lips and gently bit her pink earlobe. This time, the warm breathing suddenly became rapid, and even the sound was stained with tremolo: "Xiuchen!"

"Ranran!"

Mo Xiuchen's hoarse voice was so tiring that he kissed him, and he went down the sensitive area behind her ears, causing the woman in her arms to tremble. The air around him suddenly heated up, and ambiguously buckled. In a moment, he woven into a large, airtight net, covering them.

“…”

Wen Ran was so confused by the kiss that he was immersed in love. He was pressed against the guardrail at some point. His head was held by his big palm. The kiss was frenzy, as if he wanted to take away all her reason and let her completely fall into his enthusiasm.

If the night wind hadn't blown on the exposed skin, Wen Ran might have indulged himself and let him do whatever he wanted.

However, at that moment, she still recovered a little bit of clarity. Her little hand instinctively grabbed his hot palm and looked at him in a panic and confused manner: "Xiuchen, don't..."

She didn't know what she wanted to say, so don't do that.

Or, don't be on the roof.

In short, as soon as she said her confused and panicked words, Mo Xiuchen also woke up. His thin lips left her white neck, lowered his head to condense her little face that was almost bloody under the moonlight. He cursed himself inwardly, suppressing the heat in his heart, and pulled out of her dress. He whispered: "Ranran, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Wen Ran's eyes flashed lightly, and she was shy and did not dare to look at his hot eyes.
Chapter completed!