Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Back in Binhai, Mu Ru started to get busy, because Xiaoyu was going to go back to kindergarten, and as for herself, Jingxuan Gallery called her and said that all her books were sold out, and the price was still very good, so she asked her to come back soon. Draw some pictures and send them over.

Originally, she was a painter, so it's not difficult to paint, but her current body is not special, and she feels uncomfortable smelling the turpentine when she is pregnant, let alone painting.

So, this night, after dinner, she waited in the room for Dongfang Mo, who had been so busy when he came back from the United States, and finally waited for this man to come back at 11:[-] in the evening.

"Why don't you sleep?" Dongfang Mo found that she was leaning on the sofa in only a pajamas, couldn't help but walked over, and reproached in a low voice: "Why don't you know how to cherish your body? Women who stay up late are getting old soon do you know?"

"Won't I be more suitable for you when I'm older?" Mu Ru gave him a white look: "Go out so that people won't say that we are father and daughter."

Dongfang Mo gasped when he heard this, and couldn't help reminding her: "Xi Muru, I'm only nine years older than you. Besides, when we go out, we don't look like father and daughter, do we?"

She nodded, "It's not like father and daughter, but like brothers and sisters."

"Nonsense," Dongfang Mo said angrily, "We are obviously husband and wife, okay? Look at the wedding photos on our marriage certificate, how many looks like husband and wife?"

After hearing this, Mu Ru gave him another look. I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen him so shameless. The photo on their marriage certificate is just a silly photo, okay?

"I'm going back to Korea." Mu Ru didn't want to continue to argue with him on this issue, and quickly talked about her own business.

"What are you going back to Korea for?" Dongfang Mo immediately became vigilant: "Did Cha Qixuan call you again? You must not bother with the three of them. They are living a good life, what?" There is no shortage."

"I'll go back and get my paintings," Mu Ru yawned and said, "All the paintings I put in Jingxuan Gallery are sold out, but I still have a lot of paintings in Korea, I want to bring them over to Jingxuan Gallery to sell."

"What are you going to get? Just put them wherever you put them," Dongfang Mo said nonchalantly, "Isn't it okay to bring them back when we go to Korea?"

"But I don't have any paintings to sell now, not even one." Mu Ru hurriedly explained to him.

"Then you can paint again," Dongfang Mo took off his coat and threw it on the sofa while talking: "Okay, Mu Ru, go to bed and sleep, and I'm going to take a bath too, have you taken a bath, or we two take a bath go."

When Dongfang Mo talked about the mandarin duck bath, his voice was obviously ambiguous, and his mind immediately remembered the last time he rolled in the bathtub with her. He was busy with company affairs during this time, and it seemed that he hadn't had any sex with her for a week. …

Thinking of this, his body became hot instinctively, and a certain place swelled unexpectedly, he turned around, came to the sofa again, put his thin lips close to her earlobe and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?" ? Let's go to... the mandarin duck bath?"

"Go," Mu Ru stretched out his hand to push his head away, and then snorted coldly, "You're dreaming, I can't even draw now, how can I serve you from BT?"

"You can't draw anymore?" Dongfang Mo became more and more puzzled, and couldn't help but grabbed her wrist and asked in concern, "What's wrong? Mu Ru, is there a pain in your hand or something uncomfortable? It's affecting your painting. ? I have never blocked your hobbies and interests in painting."