The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"But you haven't gone to check it yet? It's too late tonight...or you can just go there tomorrow, and you can't keep procrastinating."

Mo Junzhe said "um", but his voice was filled with displeasure, and he turned his back to her, "I can't find anything wrong with the investigation. The hospital's statement is that the current medical conditions can't be explained. It's okay to go there." Useless."

"Do you have to go too?"

Bai Xiran had discussed this issue with him many times.

Every time the man's attitude is a little strange.

She put the little girl away, and finally got up and walked over.

Holding his hand, "Master Mo, what's going on with you..."

The man suddenly became nervous.

For some reason, when he turned around to face his little wife, he always felt that there was something hidden in those eyes, as if he could see through himself at a glance.

The handsome face subconsciously condensed, and the whole person's demeanor became gloomy.

Bai Xiran wrinkled the tip of his nose, put his hand on the man's shirt, and stroked it lightly.

"It's all wrinkled."

"Um……"

He swallowed his saliva and concentrated his mind.

I'm afraid my little wife will be suspicious.

But after Bai Xiran waited for a long time, he just sighed softly, then took his hand and slipped directly into the man's arms.

Mo Junzhe's face froze suddenly as the nephrite jade warmly embraced her arms.

"Mrs?"

"Hmm... let me give you a hug." Bai Xiran seemed a little tired, and was buried in the man's arms.

And the voice seemed muffled, "I'm not going to force you to go to the hospital. Uncle Mo, I also know that the examinations in the hospital are actually very uncomfortable, and even the equipment has radiation. I understand all of this."

"But Tiantian is still so young now, and Xiaobao is only five or six years old when he is older. Yes... I am still young, and my body is fine, but what about you? After all, you are so many years older than me, and you suffered from it before. Such a serious injury, if there are some sequelae, when something goes wrong, what will the children and I do?"

Bai Xiran said the last few words in a very low voice.

But Mo Junzhe could still hear the slight cry in his little wife's voice.

It was hard for him to describe how he felt at that moment.

It was just that his heart twitched violently, and all the emotions came surging, and he even felt that at this moment, even if the little wife in his arms wanted his life, he would give it away.

His voice suddenly became hoarse,

"Now...are you not angry with me?"

Bai Xiran was startled, for a moment, she could almost see the struggle hidden in the man's black eyes, her heart felt warm, and her soft hands covered his handsome face.

After stroking it a little, you can still feel some prickling in the palm.

She shook her head, with a faint smile on her lips, "I'm not angry anymore."

What is there to be angry about.

"It's just that I still hope that you can restore your memory. After all, those beautiful things in the past should not belong to me alone."

The little wife's voice is soft and soft, and every word has a faint and cold breath.

But Mo Junzhe could still tell that she actually cared about these things.

At that moment, an impulse suddenly surged in his heart, and he even wanted to tell her what he really wanted.

Tell her that she doesn't actually have amnesia.

Tell her that her husband loves her as much as ever.

But when the words came to his lips, the man didn't say anything after all.

It took a while before I had time to promise, "Okay, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Bai Xiran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She gently pushed the man away, a rare smile appeared on her small face, her soft fingertips landed on the man's chest, but when Mo Junzhe wanted to go further, she backed away.

"Uncle Mo, it's not enough yet."