Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 294 Want me to hug you?

Her voice was too weak, but it seemed that she asked the question on a whim. At first, Lin Junlan didn't think much about it.

"Huo Yichen is not a kind person. If he doesn't count on others, he should be laughing. If he knows that someone is plotting against him, it's a matter of marriage related to a man's dignity..." Lin Junlan stopped at this point, and Mo Nianci was serious. Looking at the past, I saw that my mother had a complicated expression, and I could see the meaning of fear just by talking about it.

Mo Nianci's heart was colder than ever.

She bit her lip tightly, not daring to say anything.

Because, she heard her mother remind again: "Nianci, we must not provoke Huo Yichen unless we are at the end of the road." That man is not something they can provoke.

Now that her husband has hired a lawyer to negotiate a divorce with her, she hates Mo Nianxiang all over her heart, but it is also because she is Mrs. Huo now that all her grievances can only be swallowed with blood.

"Nianci, if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of being burned. Unless you are fully sure, you must not act rashly."

If Lin Junlan could have warned her earlier, there might be room for some things to change.

But some things she said too late.

Seeing her daughter looking pale and staring at herself with dull eyes, Lin Junlan felt bad in her heart, she suddenly grabbed her hand, and asked nervously, "Nianci, tell mom that everything that happened in this short period of time is related to you. It's okay, just tell mom..."

Mo Nianci didn't speak, but her eyes gradually turned red because of fear. She held her mother's hand behind her back, and the trembling bones became clear when the skin touched her.

Lin Junlan swallowed her saliva, and asked intermittently just now: "You, you tell Mommy, those things, how much did you participate in those things?"

"Mommy, I don't know, I don't know..." Mo Nianci panicked, her eyes flickered, her face was pale, as if she had been told that she was terminally ill, "Someone gave me the bracelet and said it belonged to Mu Geunge ... Mommy, Dad wants to divorce you, Dad doesn't want our mother and daughter because of her, it's all because of her, I'm not reconciled, I want to take advantage of her relationship with Mo Ziheng..."

Mo Nianci let go of her mother's hand, she staggered back, and finally leaned against the wall weakly, lying there, her cheek pressed against the cold wall, tears overflowing from fear, "Huo Yichen is such a proud person... ...My wife is getting entangled with my younger brother...He should kick her away immediately...I didn't know that bracelet belonged to Jin Yaoyao, and I didn't expect Jin Yaoyao to disappear...Mommy, things should have gone smoothly, I ,I……"

Mo Nianci's words were a bit incoherent, but he kept talking to me a few times, but he couldn't say anything anymore.

Lin Junlan listened with ashen face.

The head was slapped on the head, staring at her eyes, she fell powerlessly on the bed, she looked at Mo Nian Cirao, she had thousands of words, and at this moment, she couldn't say anything.

How could it be like this, how could it be like this!

"Mommy..." Mo Nianci stepped forward and knelt down in front of Lin Junlan. She grabbed Lin Junlan's hand and asked hopefully, "The person I'm looking for has never met me before. The express delivery and the phone call. Huo Yichen may not be able to trace it to me, right?"

Mo Nianci continued, "I also found the person who took the photo through the Internet, so I must not be able to track it down, right?"

Lin Junlan met her hopeful gaze, but her expression did not relax because of her words.

Never underestimate your opponent's abilities.

At the beginning, she underestimated the existence of Mu Yu and ended up in this situation.

If, if she had been more ruthless back then, and cut grass and roots, where would there be Mu Yu, where would there be Mo Nian, that little bastard, and their mother and daughter wouldn't be where they are today.

Lin Junlan suddenly hugged Mo Nianci into her arms, pulled her into her arms forcefully, and muttered even more, "Mummy won't let you have trouble, Mommy won't let you have trouble..."

It was already afternoon when I woke up again.

The snow did not know when it had stopped.The curtains were not drawn, and he was no longer around.

Mu Geunge raised her arms to hug herself, and looked at the little snowflakes hanging on the treetops outside the window, not thick, but also stained with a layer of silver frost, looking at it was a different scene.

Good morning, he tried his best to please, and he was more enthusiastic than ever before.Every time, she was satisfied first before asking for the pleasure he wanted.

After a few hours, she fell asleep exhausted, and woke up refreshed, probably because he hugged himself to wash.

The two didn't mention the news, the verbal stabbing, and the photos. They seemed to have a tacit understanding with each other to let the matter go, and the previous anger seemed to dissipate with the morning joy.

But Mu Geunge knew that something had changed.

Stretching out his hand from the quilt, as for the front of his eyes, he looked at the scenery outside the window through his fingers, and there was no movement for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Huo Yichen, who was busy for a while, came to see if she was awake. When he entered the master bedroom, he saw his wife's smooth wrists were half exposed in the air, the quilt was placed under her armpits, revealing her fair and tender skin. She raised her hands like a child playing with the sun. finger game.

Mu Geunge withdrew her arm when she heard the words, she didn't turn to look at him, but replied in a low voice: "I was wondering if it would be different if I looked at it from another angle?"

Whether it is a person or a thing, standing on different sides seems to have different sides.

Even the scenery.

If you look around, you can see it at a glance, but if you don't, you feel a bit bleak; but if you block part of your sight with your fingers, you can only see part of it, but you feel that there is an incomplete beauty in this bleakness.

Some words are the source of pain, but in another way they are also the generation of joy.

Mu Geunge didn't explain to him, but fell silent after saying this sentence.

Huo Yichen came to the side of the bed and sat down on one side. He leaned over and kissed her directly on the shoulder. He seemed to feel that one kiss was not enough, so he repeated the kiss several times. Watching that piece of skin gradually turn red, he stopped. Stopped, raised his head and rubbed against her forehead lightly, "Aren't you hungry?"

I didn't eat anything yesterday, I "exercised" early this morning, and I haven't eaten anything since I fell asleep.

It's time to be hungry.

Mu Geunge was indeed hungry.The bowl of porridge last night, not to mention digesting at night, even the morning exercise was overloaded.

She reached out and pushed him away slightly, "I'm hungry."

Huo Yichen straightened up, her soft voice echoed in her ears, it seemed that she was really hungry, so her voice was very weak.

"Mother Zhang has prepared something to eat, hurry up and wash up." After saying that, he patted her with a big palm directly across the quilt, with an intimate and homely manner.

Mu Zhenge looked at him, but didn't respond immediately, her eyes fell on his hands, and there was a faint light in her eyes.

"Why are you still not moving?" Huo Yichen raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a half-smile: "Do you want me to carry you?"

(End of this chapter)