Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 46 You have to get used to me

As soon as Wen Ran sat down in front of the dressing table, he heard the door of the study room open, and Mo Xiuchen's tall figure appeared in the mirror.

Even though she had slept in the same bed with him a week ago, at this moment, her heart still skipped a beat for no reason.

The hand holding the comb paused for a moment before combing his hair slowly.

Mo Xiuchen walked towards her with graceful steps, her slender figure was reflected in his dark pupils, the closer he got, the thicker the fragrance lingering in his nostrils, the irresistible penetrated into his lungs through his breath, spreading into every cell.

His eyes were involuntarily stained with darkness.

"I'll help you."

The man's deep voice pierced into the eardrums, and Wen Ran's hand was immediately grasped by a big and generous palm, and her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm under his touch.

The astonished wide-eyed Qing Hongshui looked at the man's handsome face in the mirror, and only then did she understand what he meant by "I'll help you" just now, and she refused without thinking: "No, I'll do it myself."

He took another half step forward, her back stiffened suddenly, his body was almost pressed against her back, through the fabric, she could clearly feel his temperature, and a layer of whiteness appeared on her fair cheeks in an instant Thin powder, heartbeat, more chaos.

"Do you remember what I said during the day?"

Mo Xiuchen wrapped her small hand with his big and generous palm, and he neither let go nor grabbed the wooden comb in her hand forcefully. He just held it like that, with neither light nor heavy force, but she couldn't break free. The heat from the palm penetrated through her skin and went straight to the inside, and she felt that the blood in her whole body became hot.

She quickly hinted to herself, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, this man is sick in that respect, he won't do anything to himself.

"We are husband and wife, we have to get along for a lifetime, not strangers, you have to get used to me."

Didn't hear her answer, Mo Xiuchen took the initiative to continue, the deep and magnetic voice was smudged layer by layer in the spacious and quiet master bedroom, and finally formed an impenetrable net, covering Wen Ran.

In her heart, there was a little warmth, a little touch, and other emotions, she couldn't describe it herself, but she just loosened the hand holding the comb unknowingly.

Mo Xiuchen took the comb in her hand smoothly, let go of her hand, paused for a moment with his deep eyes in the mirror, on his flushed face, and then slowly combed her hair.

Wen Ran sat stiffly on the chair, not daring to move, Qing Hongshui stared fixedly at the man in the mirror, watching him comb his hair gently, sliding the comb over his head with his big palm Down, back, and so on, he did it naturally, and her heart was filled with a fine layer of softness.

Thinking of the things that Zhang Ma told her during the few days when he was on a business trip, her soft heart felt a little bit distressed again. How could God treat such an excellent and perfect man so unfairly to him? Let him suffer so much from childhood to adulthood.

"Mo Xiuchen!"

With a soft call, red lips overflowed involuntarily.

"Um!"

The man's deep and magnetic voice rang above her head. He originally looked down at her hairy eyes, but at the same time looked at her in the mirror, his eyes were deep and warm.

"Well, give me the comb. You can go take a shower. You must not have a good rest when you are on a business trip. Take a shower and go to bed early."

Wen Ran called him, but she didn't know what to say. He stared at him fixedly, so she randomly found a topic, talked, and reached for the comb.