Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mo Siting stood up, "You decide for yourself whether you want to come or not."

Without waiting for Mo Zishu's answer, he turned around and left first.

Only Mo Zishu was left sitting in the same place, and next to him was the telecommunications and mobile phones that Lu Bei had put aside just now, all made by Qiao Zhinuan himself.

When Mo Siting returned to the wing, the food was still in good condition and hadn't been touched.

"Why don't you eat?"

Mo Siting came over naturally and asked Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan was sitting by the window, staring at a potted plant on the window sill in a daze, when she heard someone coming in, she raised her head suddenly.

"I'm not hungry, and I don't have much appetite, where's Xiao Mo?"

"I sent him something, let's eat first."

Mo Siting called Jiang Siyan to come in, and brought the food to the kitchen to heat it up.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, "I don't have much appetite."

"If you don't have an appetite, you have to eat less," Mo Siting said, not tolerating distinctions, so Qiao Zhinuan had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks.

Under Mo Siting's supervision, Qiao Zhinuan ate a small piece of steamed buns and half a bowl of porridge, accompanied by vegetables.

When sleeping, the two slept in separate rooms.

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't fall asleep anyway.

I don't know if it was because she had chosen a bed when she first came to such a strange place, and she had something hidden in her heart, so she felt that there were things piled up in her heart and she couldn't sleep.

Pushing open the door, he saw Mo Siting sitting on a chair outside.

"Why didn't you go to sleep?"

Qiao Zhinuan was a little surprised.

Mo Siting turned his head and looked over, "I can't sleep, it's not, the two of us got together."

Qiao Zhinuan took a look at Mo Siting, and always felt that the man's deepest words would be discounted if he really believed them.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that he is waiting for her on purpose.

Qiao Zhinuan came over wearing a coat and sat next to Mo Siting, "Are you waiting for me outside?"

"No."

Mo Siting, of course, flatly denied it.

"I want you to sleep well in the room, don't have to worry about anything, and sleep until dawn."

Qiao Zhinuan tilted her head and leaned on Mo Siting's shoulder.

"I know."

Mo Siting was just taking precautions, he just wanted to come out and wait for Qiao Zhinuan.

If he could wait until Qiao Zhinuan, who was tossing and turning on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, would be just enough to talk to her.

If he couldn't wait, then just as Mo Siting wished, Qiao Zhinuan didn't suffer from insomnia and had a good night's sleep.

Qiao Zhinuan sighed.

"I'm still thinking about Xiao Mo, I guess that's why I can't let go."

Qiao Zhinuan can sometimes be in charge of her own work, but once she encounters matters related to her family, she can't be cruel.

Especially Mo Xiaomo.

She owed Mo Xiaomo, and she wanted to make it up.

Mo Siting seemed to see through what Qiao Zhinuan was thinking.

"You don't owe him anything," Mo Siting held Qiao Zhinuan's hand, "You gave him life, and the gift of childbearing is greater than anything else. Besides, you have been raising him for the past few years, right? I like you very much, it has been like this since the first time I saw it, and I believed it at that time, there is really no way for anyone to erase the blood relationship."

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

"Are you a little sleepy now?" Mo Siting asked.

"No."

"Then why don't we do something else?"

Qiao Zhinuan blushed immediately, and glared at Mo Siting, "What are you pretending to be in your head? This is in a temple."

"Who said that you can't think about this kind of thing in the temple? Have you forgotten the Buddha of Huanxi?" Mo Siting turned his eyes to Qiao Zhinuan, his eyes were dark, as if he could get rid of him in a short time. She gives to see the depths of herself.

Qiao Zhinuan held Mo Siting's arm even tighter, "No, those things before, now that I think about it, I'm too young and ignorant."

"It's only been two years, are you sensible now?"

"Then why not?" Qiao Zhinuan snorted, "Three years of memory were missing among me, but now that I think about it, I'm three years older."

Mo Siting didn't speak for a while.

Well, he shot himself in the foot by himself.

Qiao Zhinuan held the man's finger and played with it.

"Mo Siting, in fact, I have always liked you."

"How much do you like it?" Mo Siting asked, curling his lips.

"Seriously, I mean when I was in school."

At that time, the girl had just started to fall in love, and she was ignorant of all the opposite sex around her, and she would easily develop a good impression of others' caring.

Like brother Su Zhaohuan, like Sang Lie, like Fang Hui.

It's just that this kind of goodwill is different from the feeling Mo Siting brought.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't have a good impression of Mo Si Ting at first, because Mo Si Ting's appearance made her a student and was controlled by the school, or he was playing the role of a parent and elder to teach her, demanding her grades and studies.

But when did this feeling change silently?

It just happens day by day.

This is what happened when the two talked face to face for the first time since their wedding.

"At that time, I fell in love with you first. I... When I first chased a boy, I was rejected so thoroughly."

Qiao Zhinuan's voice was soft and a little shy.

"Really," Mo Siting brushed Qiao Zhinuan's long hair and pushed it behind her ears, "At that time, I thought you were very outgoing, like a female man, willing to do everything by yourself Do."

"You are teasing me again, so I won't say it."

Qiao Zhinuan broke away from Mo Siting's hand and wanted to get up, but was pulled down by the man again, and leaned against his arms.

"I know." Mo Siting's eyes fell on a tall ancient tree in the courtyard, "I also liked you back then, but..."

It was only for some reason that he had to push her away.

"It's because of your age. You were not yet an adult at that time, and at that time, my father's Mohist school was deeply rooted. You, a little girl, really couldn't come to this muddy water, so it was at that time, Let Mo Qing take advantage of the situation."

Qiao Zhinuan pouted dissatisfiedly, "Aren't you just Mo Qing, Mo Qing is also yourself, and now you want to blame others again."

Mo Siting smiled and hugged her shoulders, "It's me, it's all me."

Even when Mo Qing was in charge, Mo Siting could feel Qiao Zhinuan's every move, but he couldn't comfort her who was crying.

Qiao Zhinuan thumped Mo Siting's chest hard, "You don't know how annoying you were at that time! It's really heartbreaking."

No wonder at that time, even Zhu Ting said that at that time, Mo Siting really felt like a scumbag, a scumbag who played with girls' feelings.

Mo Siting turned his head, and gently kissed her forehead, "It's my fault, Qiao Qiao, let me use the future, my whole life to make up for you."

Qiao Zhinuan didn't speak.

The night is as cold as water, and I just feel that it would be good if time stopped at this moment.

The two sat for a while, until Qiao Zhinuan snuggled up to Mo Siting, a man with sleeping pills, and finally fell asleep slowly. Mo Siting turned around gently, and hugged Qiao Zhinuan horizontally , walked into the wing room.

Neither of them noticed that just outside the courtyard gate, there was a small black figure looking towards this side.

Mo Zishu walked in and put a small box in front of Qiao Zhinuan's door.