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

The man froze at the door.

Subconsciously, he put his ears closer, and finally confirmed that it was indeed his little wife's very low voice.

It seems to be very careful...

Mo Junzhe's hand holding the door did not move for a while.

He began to hesitate.

Subconsciously, he glanced down at his watch again.

Twelve twenty-three p.m.

very late.

Ever since the birth of Mo Weitian, the little wife has been obediently going to bed early and getting up early, rarely after twelve o'clock.

And he himself has already paid attention to health preservation since he doesn't know when.

Thinking of the previous unhappiness between the two of them, Mo Junzhe still didn't go in immediately after all.

He just stayed outside the door quietly for a while, hesitating to light a cigarette, but he didn't dare...

A little distance away, in the quiet night, I could vaguely hear the intermittent voice of my little wife.

She had a long conversation on the phone.

It was so long that Mo Junzhe's thoughts began to fly.

He subconsciously touched the cigarette he just took from the study.

He suddenly frowned again, not quite understanding when he began to hesitate and hesitant.

This is so unlike his style, even smoking a cigarette is thinking about the consequences.

The man looked down at the flame beside his finger, but he still didn't put it in his mouth after all.

Wife doesn't like the smell of cigarettes.

Mo Weitian is even more annoying.

He also thought that if he slept on the bed, he shouldn't smoke.

After another 15 minutes of waiting, the voices inside finally stopped.

Men are very knowledgeable.

When he walked in, he deliberately lowered his footsteps, pretending not to know that she had just hung up the phone.

Just lift the quilt and lie down.

No matter how you control it, you will still be disturbed in the end.

Turning around, I saw the eyes of the little wife opened.

There was a faint sense of impatience inside.

"I woke you up." He waited for a long time, and only these four words came out of his mouth.

Witty didn't expose everything.

Bai Xiran shook his head, his delicate brows were frowned, his little face was clearly impatient under the dim light.

She is not happy.

Very unhappy look.

Mo Junzhe just said "um", and his thin lips squirmed for a long time, but he didn't take the initiative to say anything after all.

He has always been not coaxing people.

Even if they get along day and night, they don't quite understand how to coax her temper.

There was silence for a few seconds.

Seeing that Bai Xiran seemed to be falling asleep.

He gradually heard steady breathing.

Then he felt that she should still be able to hear, so he lowered his voice and said, "I won't dislike my wife."

These few words were said in a low voice, with a deep and hoarse voice, and I couldn't hear clearly.

But Bai Xiran didn't give any response.

Mo Junzhe was sure that she heard it.

He repeated, "Never."

The air continues to be silent...

For a moment, he felt like he was talking to the air.

Then when he fell into powerlessness, he finally heard a few crisp words from his side.

"Got it. Sleep."

"Okay, good night ma'am."

……

When I woke up, it was already bright.

Bai Xiran never went to work, and got up later.

In the past, he would get up early to send Xiaobao to school, but now the little guy is self-reliant, and thinking of letting her sleep more with his sister at home, he even saved the two days of getting up early a week.

"Ma'am, breakfast is ready."

At nine o'clock, Mrs. Wang came to knock on the door.

She had already taken a bath and ate milk powder, and her whole body was full of fragrant little dumpling, which was being held by Mrs. Wang in her arms.

When Mo Weitian saw Bai Xiran, he jumped straight up.