love addiction

"She was very sincere at that time!" Ji Zhixia didn't expect that much.

Jiang Ying's thoughts became much deeper, and she thought, "Nowadays, many people can't look at appearances, it depends on what she does. Just say it, and you will believe it. You are really foolish."

Hearing what her mother said, Ji Zhixia also felt that things were not that simple anymore, and the joy in her heart disappeared, "I thought she had gained self-knowledge, and she really decided to leave. It seems that I underestimated her."

"You don't need to be too nervous. She is amazing, and she is only alone. Except for Mo Chengyu, no one supports her, not even the Mo family." Jiang Ying was full of confidence, "Besides, we still have As for the Ji family, your father can talk."

Ji Zhixia also believed this, and his eyes became more determined, "Anyway, I must marry Mo Chengyu!"

"Keep this momentum!"

Jiang Ying encouraged.

Ji Zhixia smiled again and looked at her, "Mom, didn't you go to Mo's house? Did you see Cheng Yu?"

Jiang Ying shook her head, and snorted coldly with some disdain, "That Mo Tianhao is really not an easy-going lamp, I asked so many questions, but he answered them perfectly, he just didn't let me find any reason, so I had to leave first. "

"What did you ask?"

"It's nothing, it's just something to urge your marriage."

"What did he say?" Regarding the marriage, Ji Zhixia was so curious that he couldn't believe it, and was eager to know.

Jiang Ying sighed and said, "He said he was not in good health, and he asked the master to reckon that it is not suitable to hold a wedding for the time being, and he is obviously avoiding it."

When Ji Zhixia heard this answer, he was also a little angry, "Then Mo Chengyu came to our house to propose marriage before? Why didn't he say that it is not appropriate to hold a wedding?"

"I asked the same question at the time, but he said that because of that sudden decision, his health went from bad to worse, so he asked someone to settle it." Jiang Ying felt helpless.

At that time, she couldn't find words to refute.

The Mo family has the beliefs of the Mo family, so she can't object, right?
In the future, her daughter will marry into this family, and she can't make the relationship too rigid and make her daughter look bad.

Furthermore, Mr. Mo promised that as long as he is in better health, he will hold a wedding for them immediately.

Disappointed, Ji Zhixia said with a straight face, "No matter what he pays attention to, I am married to Mo Chengyu!"

Jiang Ying thought the same way, so she nodded in agreement, "Must!"

***
Mo family.

After Jiang Ying left, the atmosphere in the study has been very gloomy.

The housekeeper changed the tea in front of Mr. Mo several times, but he didn't touch it.

He knew that Mr. Mo was in a bad mood, so he didn't bother him. He just accompanied him silently and didn't leave even a single step. He was afraid that he wouldn't be by his side when he needed something.

Mo Lao just sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for more than an hour, motionless, without even moving his eyes, and remained fixed in one place.

The butler followed his line of sight and found that the place he was looking at was the empty wall.

In the past, the place that was covered by roses every year became empty after the roses were dug away.

Just like this family, gradually, not many people were there.

Mo Lao's heart was also empty.

The huge Mo family is in his hands, and after him, it has become this lonely look.

After a long time, he sighed and turned the wheelchair.

The butler hurried over to push the wheelchair, "Is the master going to rest?"

"Well, I'm old, and I feel very tired after sitting down for a while." Mo Lao's voice was full of old age.

The butler silently pushed him back to the room, "Master, it's time to take the medicine."

"En." He nodded, took the medicine handed by the butler, and took it without even needing water.

When people get old, many senses become dull, and they don't feel bitter after taking medicine.

Coupled with his habit of eating, it doesn't matter to him whether he has water or not.

The housekeeper hesitated, but still told Mr. Mo what he had heard during the day, "When I was delivering chicken soup to Miss Ji today, I heard some rumors. I hesitated again and again, and decided to tell the master."

As soon as Mo Lao heard that it was about Ji Zhixia, he raised his eyes to look at him.

The butler's eyes were calm, and he spoke under his gaze, "I heard this by accident. During the chat between Miss Ji and Mrs. Ji, a message was revealed, saying that Miss Ji's previous suicide was deliberate and not true. The only purpose of committing suicide is to put pressure on the Mo family and make the young master compromise."

After hearing this, Mr. Mo frowned slightly.

The housekeeper looked at him carefully, "I also saw Miss Ji's wound that day, it was very shallow, and I thought it was strange at the time, because the situation was urgent, so I didn't ask any more questions, I only understood it after listening to their conversation today. "

"Forget it." Mo Lao waved his hand, a little more helpless on his old face, "She did this because she wanted to marry Cheng Yu. If she wasn't pregnant, I would definitely not let this matter go, but it seems For the sake of the child in her belly, I don't care so much, let's just muddle through."

The old housekeeper nodded, "Master is thoughtful, I was too careful."

"You are also thinking about my Mo family." Mo was so old that he didn't mean to blame him, but he didn't forget to tell him, "Don't tell Cheng Yu about this, he will definitely not give up with his temper. Think about whether to tell him or not."

"Yes." The butler nodded and helped him onto the bed.

Here, Mo Chengyu rushed home as soon as he finished his work.

The phone rang again, and he knew it was Ji Zhixia's call without even looking at it.

Originally, I wanted to blacklist her, but considering her temperament, I was in a hurry if something happened that would disrupt her plan, so I wasted my time.

The driver took a look and found it very strange, why didn't the president answer the phone?

Sensing Mo Chengyu's cold gaze, the driver hastily put his eyes away and focused on driving.

When he got home, what greeted him was a table of his favorite meals, as well as her charming smile.

Mo Chengyu felt very weak in his heart, and walked over, ignoring the heat all over his body, he hugged her and kissed her.

Jing Ran was not as shy as before, but responded to his kiss generously, even more eagerly than him.

This surprised Mo Chengyu, but he didn't bother to pursue it, and was directly captured by her.

In the past, he was the one who led her.

But today, as if she was trying to express herself, she used all the skills he had taught her.

This fire almost got out of control.

If Mo Chengyu hadn't touched the plastered finger when he was hugging her, I'm afraid what would be staged would be a scene that would make people blush and heartbeat.

Jing Ran blushed and quickly backed away, grabbed his injured hand and looked at it, "Did it touch your hand?"

She clearly heard his groaning voice.

Mo Chengyu didn't answer either, just laughed.

When Jing Ran looked at him, his smile was full of ambiguity, and his long and narrow black eyes seemed to be ridiculed, reminding her of herself who was excited just now, and she no longer had the courage to look at him, so she hurriedly turned around and fled to the kitchen , "You, you go to wash your hands and eat."

Mo Chengyu was in a great mood.

How could it be bad?
As soon as he came home, he felt her enthusiasm. Nothing made him happier than this, right?
After washing his hands leisurely, avoiding his injured fingers, he looked up at himself in the mirror.

There were smiles on her face, and flames in her eyes, the flames she had just stirred up.

This fire has just been ignited, and now it is brewing on a small fire. After a while, it will really play a role.

After washing his hands and sitting down, Jing Ran had already served him a meal.

Mo Chengyu ate gracefully with a fork, and Jing Ran put all the dishes he couldn't pick up into his bowl.

He put the fork aside, leaned his upper body back, and looked at her with a smile, "I ignored my injured finger to peel shrimp for you during the day, shouldn't you show it now?"

"I see you're fine with a fork."

In other words, I don't need her help.

Mo Chengyu didn't move, he just looked at her like this, with half a smile in his eyes.

Jing Ran felt uncomfortable being watched, how could she eat under his scorching gaze?

Even if you eat it, you may suffer from indigestion, right? !
Forget it, she couldn't hold back this man, so she could only sit next to him with chopsticks and feed him with his bowl.

The man was very cooperative, but he never took his eyes off her face when he was eating.

The way he was chewing lightly, as if what was being eaten into his mouth was not food, but her, so relish.

Jing Ran felt the temperature of her cheeks rise, and in the midst of suffering and embarrassment, she finally fed him enough.

She just ate a little indiscriminately and went to clean up the dishes.

His finger was injured, and the work of washing dishes naturally fell on her hands.

After only washing two dishes, I felt that the atmosphere in the kitchen was different.

Before she could turn around, her hot body was already pressed against her.

Jing Ran shook, and the plate fell directly into the sink, and the splash of water made her tremble with fright.

Mo Chengyu didn't care about this little episode, and stuck his uninjured hand along the hem of her loose home clothes.

That hand, like a flame, made Jing Ran's body go limp, and fell into the man's arms precisely.

She blushed, panting, and said in an unsteady breath, "I'm washing the dishes..."

"I'm hungry." He said calmly, but there was an uncontrollable heat burning in those eyes.

Jing Ran turned his back to him, didn't see it, but he was still so burned that he couldn't use his strength, so he could only rely on him to pant, "Just now, didn't you feed me, did you feed me?"

He smiled evilly, put his reaction close to her, and told her in a low voice, "I'm hungry here."

Jing Ran, "..."

She hides now, is there still time?
As it turned out, it was too late!

How could a man who was caught in flames let her go?
He pressed her on the counter and kissed her hard, and he didn't forget to tell her that it was her fault.

Jing Ran began to regret that she shouldn't have been so proactive just now.

But at that time, she really couldn't bear it.

She thought, what else can I keep...

……

……

The bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen were just thrown there casually, no one cared about them.

Jing Ran was carried upstairs by Mo Chengyu. She wanted to remind him that her fingers were injured and she couldn't use force, but she was so weak that she couldn't speak a word, so she could only be carried upstairs by him.

The bathtub was filled with water, and Jing Ran gently put it in, and she was so comfortable that she almost sighed.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and take a good bath, he stepped in so grandiosely.

Jing Ran was startled, before he could breathe out, he held her in his arms.

Her back was against his chest, sitting in his arms, intimate.