Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 7 Starting To Sleep Upstairs Tonight

Wen Yan couldn't sit still immediately, didn't he say he was going on a business trip?Why did you come back suddenly?She was a little scared. Fortunately, she didn't go to the skating rink with Chen Mengyao, but the unlucky bicycle lost its chain...

She got up and went to the bathroom. When she was taking a shower, she was extremely anxious. He must be looking for her...

Coming out of the bathroom, passing the living room, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a handsome figure on the sofa.

Mo Tingchen was wearing light gray casual home clothes, which were a little more casual and less indifferent than when he was wearing a suit, but when he looked up at her, his eyes were still cold: "Come here."

She walked over with her head down, and stood beside him straight: "You are back."

"...cold?" He caught a glimpse of the open wound on her hand, and what he wanted to ask why she came home so late turned into a single word.

Wen Yan was startled, not daring to look at him: "Well...it's okay..."

Immediately afterwards, Mark Tingchen picked up the steaming black tea on the coffee table and handed it to her without any disturbance, "Don't come back so late next time."

She didn't reach out to pick it up. For the first time, he wasn't upset because she came home late, and he didn't even ask why.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Mark Tingchen raised his eyes to look at her, but Wen Yan was so shocked that he hurriedly took the black tea and drank it in one gulp. The black tea was not too hot, but he drank it too quickly, and the tip of his tongue still felt a little tingling .

After drinking it, I realized that it was his cup: "That... I'll wash it for you..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his reaction, she rushed into the kitchen with the cup still warm.

Mu Tingchen's eyes darkened slightly, and his pretty thin lips were pursed into an unhappy arc. Are you so afraid of him?

A water glass had been carefully rinsed countless times. Mama Liu reached out and turned off the tap, teasing, "Yanyan, what are you doing? You've washed the glass off!"

Wen Yan came back to his senses, holding the cup carefully: "No... I'll send it to him."

Liu Ma urged her: "Go, go, go quickly."

In fact, she didn't dare to go. Mark Tingchen would definitely not use the cup she used again, but he didn't say no, she was afraid to see the disgust in his eyes...

When Mo Tingchen saw the figure slowly coming out of the kitchen, his brows were slightly frowned. The tight white sweater on her body clearly outlined her thin figure. Did she never have enough to eat?
When she came to him, Mark Tingchen heard her slight and trembling question: "Would you like... black tea? Do you want another cup?"

His bony hand snatched the cup from her hand and filled a cup of black tea. The two hands formed a stark contrast, one was fair and clean, the other was riddled with holes.

"Uncle Lin will send you to school in the future, don't embarrass the Mu family."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Wen Yan didn't have time to warm his heart, and then he was poured cold water by the second half of the sentence. Fortunately, he understood him, and fortunately he was mentally prepared... He was just afraid that she would lose face.

"You blocked my light." He said again suddenly, looking down at the magazine in his hand.

Wen Yan looked up at the lamp, the lamp was overhead, how could she block the light?After thinking about it for a while, he thinks she is an eyesore, right?She turned around in silence and planned to leave, but was stopped by him: "I didn't let you go."

She turned back and sat on the sofa a little far away from him. At this moment, Mark Tingchen took a sip of the black tea with a natural look on his face. He didn't even think that the cup was used by her!
The scene in his room last night came to her mind again, and her cheeks couldn't help but start to feel hot.

"Starting tonight, sleep upstairs." Mo Tingchen said naturally without noticing what she was thinking.

(End of this chapter)