Wen Ran hung up the phone, raised his eyes and saw Mo Xiuchen's deep and burning eyes. Her heart was beating slightly, her eyes flashed, and she asked in a low voice: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Mo Xiuchen leaned into her ear and whispered: "Ranran, I also want a son and a daughter, it's okay if it's not a twin."

“…”

Wen Ran's cheeks turned red in an instant, and he looked at him with wide eyes.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, gently stroked Wen Ran's hair with his big palm, and said docitfully: "Ranran, this is just my wish. Don't be nervous, I won't force you to give birth to me now."

The astonishment in Wen Ran's eyes slowly dissipated. She remembered that when she told him that when she wanted a child, he refused because of her physical reasons.

Later, what they experienced...

For a moment, my heart tides fluctuated.

"Ranran."

Mo Xiuchen had no memory, so naturally he didn't have her mixed feelings, but he could feel her emotional changes. He couldn't help but feel a little more distressed in his low voice.

Wen Ran pursed his lips and called him softly: "Xiuchen."

"Um."

Mo Xiuchen responded, and a gentle curve was bent at the corner of his mouth, staring at her eyes, which was also gentle and deep.

Wen Ran's voice was filled with a hint of distress: "Xiuchen, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm a little scared."

"I know, Ranran, don't think so much."

Mo Xiuchen hugged her in his arms with heartache. He knew that Ranran's willingness to bring him to the countryside was the biggest step, and he could not ask her to accept him at once.

His long fingers with distinct joints gently combed her black hair, and his gentle and magnetic voice fell into her ears: "Ranran, I know what you are afraid of. I won't force you. Let's do it slowly, okay?"

"Um."

Wen Ran raised his face slightly and looked at him with clear eyes.

She would try to step out of the shadow and fear that the poisonous oath brought to her step by step.

"Ranran, I will always be with you, whether as your friend or as your husband, don't be too stressed..."

Mo Xiuchen's words gradually calmed Wen Ran's uneasy heart. She pursed her lips, showed a bright smile, and lifted the basket: "It's enough to pick so many, let's go home."

"good."

Mo Xiuchen nodded with a smile, took the basket from her hand, held her little hand, and walked out of the strawberry greenhouse.

Back at the villa, Wen Ran washed the strawberries and brought them to the living room. Mo Xiuchen was leaning lazily on the sofa, smiling at her, and looking at her gently.

"Xiuchen, you can eat it with confidence now."

Wen Ran smiled and fed a strawberry to his mouth. Mo Xiuchen smiled and bit off the strawberry gracefully with her hand. He grabbed Wen Ran's wrist and gently pulled it. Wen Ran was pulled by him and fell to his seat.

She yelled softly, and before she could sit down, the man beside her suddenly leaned over, grabbed her head with one hand, and put her little face in front of him, approaching her handsome face, and biting the strawberry's thin lips and kissing Wen Ran.

"So Dust, don't make trouble."

Wen Ran smiled and avoided it, pressed his little hand against his chest, trying to push him away.

A low laughter spilled out of Mo Xiuchen's throat. He grabbed her hand directly, and put her domineeringly on the sofa. He fed the strawberries in his mouth into her mouth, and said with satisfaction: "Ranran, you washed the strawberries and I will feed you."

Wen Ran blushed and had to eat the strawberries he had fed into his mouth.

Mo Xiuchen condensed her, a cluster of flames flashed in her eyes, her eyes fell on her sweet lips with strawberry, and she couldn't help but lean over and kiss her again.

"Cleaning Dust..."

Wen Ran swallowed the strawberries in her mouth, and as soon as she opened her mouth, he attacked the city and the sweet fragrance of the strawberries in her mouth was swept away by him, and it changed to a masculine atmosphere that made her confused.

In the living room, the temperature rose instantly, and ambiguity spread rapidly.

The two people on the sofa had their body fluids melted, and their lips and tongues were entangled.

A moaning sounded, and the red lips couldn't help but overflowed. Wen Ran couldn't bear the strong tremor that Mo Xiuchen brought, which seemed to be as strong as an electric shock. His body trembled continuously under his kiss, and his whole body seemed to have been exhausted.

At first, Mo Xiuchen just wanted to use a kiss to feed her the strawberries in her mouth.

However, he overestimated his self-control and underestimated the temptation of the little woman in front of him. Once it touched her lips, he was fascinated by the fragrance and softness. He actually wanted more and more.

So, the kiss became out of control.

The deeper he kissed, the more difficult it became for him. Something in his body was clamoring, trying to break through the cage and imprisonment, his kiss gradually became confused, from the beginning of lingering affection to the fanatical rush.

The big palm couldn't help but caress her body, and the original gentleness penetrated into her desire...

"Ranran."

He huskyly and lowly, kissing on her sensitive earlobes, teasing the most primitive passion and desire in her body.

Wen Ran collapsed weakly on the sofa, losing the strength and reason to resist, his breath was rapid, his eyes were as charming as silk, and his dress was lifted up by him, all of which were the most extreme temptation.

If it weren't for the annoying phone ringing that was wrong, maybe Mo Xiuchen would have really continued.

The loud ringtone pulled back Mo Xiuchen's sanity. He suppressed the thought of Wen Ran, pulled her out of the sofa, and gently tidied her dress.

"I'll do it myself, you can answer the phone."

Wen Ran's face was blushing like blood, and there was a little confusion in her flickering eyes. Just now, she obviously lost her mind, and there was only the numb stimulation brought by the senses in her brain. If Mo Xiuchen kept stopping, she didn't know if she had the reason to stop him.

Mo Xiuchen's deep and hot eyes swept over the spring light that appeared on her chest, looked away, took out her cell phone to answer the phone.

Wen Ran tidied up his dress, took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down.

Beside him, Hei Xiuchen pressed the answer button with his long finger, took his phone to his ear and fed it, stretched out his long arm and put it in his arms. Wen Ran took it into his arms.

Wen Ran's body trembled slightly, adjusted his seat slightly, snuggled in his arms slightly, and looked at him gently with his eyebrows and eyes.

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and smiled, lowered his head, and pressed his chin against her head.

Listening to Luo Haofeng's voice coming from the phone: "Xiuchen, do you have time now?"

"Speak directly if you have anything to do." Mo Xiuchen's voice was calm and quiet, with a hint of displeasure. Luo Haofeng always ruined his good things and disturbed his and Ranran's world.

Hearing the displeasure in his tone, Luo Haofeng on the other end of the phone was secretly shocked. God, it wouldn't be a good thing that happened to disturb him again!

He hesitated for a while before laughing: "Xiuchen, are you with Ranran?"
Chapter completed!