Charming wife: Domineering husband deeply loves

Chapter 111 Familiar with him, his taste

Mo Xiuyan's current face is completely different from Brother Leng's.

Even the voice is different.

When he whispered her name, he used a different title.

But for some reason, his fingers touched Su Jingran's lips with slight calluses. This feeling was so familiar that her eye sockets slightly moistened.

Su Jingran even thought of the feeling when he was touched by brother Leng back then, it was so strange, yet so familiar, so trying to make her resist, yet so intoxicating for her.

She suddenly asked, "Third Young Master Mo, do you know Little Watermelon?"

Mo Xiuyan withdrew his fingers suddenly.

His expression changed, and he covered his head with his hand.

The severe pain came from the head that had not healed after the operation, which was almost unbearable for Mo Xiuyan.

Seeing his appearance, Su Jingran became anxious immediately. He stretched out his hand to support his shoulder and said anxiously, "Third Master Mo? Third Young Master Mo?"

She knew that he had a stubborn head disease, and she had seen him with a splitting headache before.

She took out her mobile phone in a panic and wanted to call the hospital.

Mo Xiuyan stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and said in a low voice, "No need, of course. It will be fine in a while."

"But your face is very pale and you look very bad...I'll let the doctor come over." Su Jingran insisted.

"No, no need." Mo Xiuyan said in a low voice, he had a clear understanding of his own physical condition.

This kind of sequelae can only really disappear after a long period of recuperation and conditioning.

At this moment, even if the doctor came, it would be useless except to let him rest.

Su Jingran was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Seeing that she was worried about him, Mo Xiuyan's frown, which was frowned because of the pain, relaxed instead.

He embraced Su Jingran into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, it's just a little pain, no one can die."

He gave Su Jingran a smile, and Su Jingran was amused by him with tears in his eyes.

She knew that it wasn't that he didn't feel pain, but that he was trying not to worry her.

Thinking of this, her tears fell and slid directly into the dimples on her cheeks.

"This place is for smiling, not for tears...huh?" Mo Xiuyan said in a low voice.

Su Jingran held his cheeks and asked softly, "Did the doctor give you any medicine? Is there any way to make you feel less uncomfortable?"

"The answer to the first question is no; the answer to the second question, if you are willing to kiss me, I think I will be much more comfortable..." Mo Xiuyan said solemnly.

Su Jingran was dubious: "Really?"

"You can try it." Mo Xiuyan actually didn't feel so hurt now.

Everything seemed so much better with her by her side.

But he still frowned slightly, as if the pain was still spreading.

Su Jingran hesitated for a moment, she had never kissed Mo Xiuyan before.

But seeing his unbearable pain, she couldn't bear it very much, and always felt that she had the responsibility to do something for him.

She finally made up her mind, closed her eyes, and kissed Mo Xiuyan's slightly cold lips heavily...

That strong sense of familiarity swept over again, making her heart tremble... Could he be Brother Leng?
Is it Brother Leng who spent two months with her on the border and faced the crisis together?
is it him?is he still alive
Su Jingran's tears slipped down unconsciously.

Mo Xiuyan let go of her, wiped away her tears with his fingers, and said, "Idiot, I'm not dead yet."

"I..." Su Jingran choked up.

Mo Xiuyan suddenly said: "Did you just say little watermelon?"

Su Jingran immediately straightened up and looked at Mo Xiuyan.

Mo Xiuyan opened his thin lips lightly, and asked, "What is that? If you like watermelon, I'll ask someone to prepare more."

Su Jingran was disappointed for no reason, but she refused to give up her intuition.

If he wasn't Brother Leng, why did he have such a strong feeling?

If he wasn't, why was he being so kind to him now, even accepting the child in her womb?

She suddenly boldly embraced him again, kissed his lips again, entangled with his lips and tongue recklessly.

Mo Xiuyan laughed, but hooked his lips again.

It seemed that his little woman had finally opened up to him.

Waiting for the kiss to end, Mo Xiuyan didn't say anything else, he was indulging in her sweetness, it seemed that anything he said would disturb his enjoyment of her at this moment.

His kiss was very familiar, and Su Jingran was almost completely captured by his familiar kiss, but she didn't dare to directly talk about things on the border.

What if he wasn't really Brother Leng?
Su Jingran didn't dare to say too much about Little Watermelon.

One is that his body is not suitable for hearing so many things about these things. When she mentioned the little watermelon just now, his brain had an obvious reaction.

Furthermore, before confirming Mo Xiuyan's true identity, Su Jingran didn't dare to reveal too many things, for fear that something might happen.

After all, Mo Xiuyan is a policeman himself. If he really has nothing to do with Brother Leng, then neither he nor the people around him will let the child in her belly go.

Su Jingran didn't dare to take risks with the child in her stomach.

Mo Xiuyan hugged her, satisfied because of her proactive kiss.

Su Jingran lowered her head slightly.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise from the hospital.

It turned out that Mrs. Wang and Wang Dafa also came.

As soon as Mrs. Wang arrived, she hurriedly asked the doctor. When she heard the doctor said that Su Yusha had undergone an abortion, she immediately asked Wang Dafa, "Son, have you slept with Su Yusha before?"

Although Wang Dafa's brain is not bright, he is not really stupid. He immediately became angry when he heard it: "What is what? Who gave me a cuckold? Who and who, which bastard gave me a cuckold!"

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she knew that her son had never slept with Su Yusha.

In normal times, Su Yusha was too proud to sleep with her son.

Mrs. Wang scolded immediately: "Hey, I thought it was such a precious daughter of everyone. Huh, it turns out that I was right when I scolded before. This is really a little bitch who sleeps thousands of people and rides thousands of people. He pretended to be so noble before. How pure. Bah, I’m bah, bah, but I’m still a scumbag. No, I haven’t slept with my son yet, so I’m here for an abortion, tsk tsk tsk, which family’s upbringing, which family’s daughter ?”

Chen Meili was already heartbroken, but now being scolded by Mrs. Wang was even more heartbroken. She couldn't help saying: "Keep your voice down, so what if my daughter has a miscarriage? You think your son's stupid appearance is worthy of me." Do you have a daughter? Engagement is a matter of nothing at all, what do you think now? At worst, the marriage will not be engaged, and we will break up at once."

(End of this chapter)