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

The old lady looked into her eyes, "Your pupils are amber, very bright and distinct. This feature is actually very obvious."

Unless it is of mixed blood, how could Dimak's local blood have such eye color.

The old lady patted her hand, "I also know what you are worried about. With such an identity, everything that is given to you suddenly will make you a little uneasy after all. But it doesn't matter, I am still here. No matter if I can still live How long, in the remaining days, it will definitely be in order to remove all obstacles."

"Son, you just need to tell Grandma. Do you want to be the Tulip Duke?"

Demi, "???"

She was completely taken aback.

"Old lady, I haven't thought about it."

That's Young Master Mo's position.

"Don't be afraid to think about it just because you are worried about Xiaobao. It could belong to you. Mo Chengan is from the Mo family, and he is a businessman. The title of Duke Tulip is just a deal for him. If you want If you want, grandma can find a way to get it back for you."

"I don't want it!" Demi subconsciously denied.

"I haven't thought about it, and it's impossible for me to think about it." She began to panic inexplicably.

Hastily pushed the old lady's hand away and stood up.

"I'm sorry old lady, I'm in a mess right now. I think, go back and be by yourself for a while."

She ran away.

Where will politeness and others be taken into account.

This made the old lady a little unresponsive.

He could only watch her walk away, and then sighed helplessly.

"Hey, this kid."

No one knows what the old lady's real intention is.

But when Demi ran back in a hurry, she finally bumped into a hard body at the top of the stairs.

Some familiar masculine breath surrounded her, and she raised her head to look at the man's side face in surprise.

His handsome face was covered with a thick layer of indifference. When he looked down at her, there was clearly no emotion in his black eyes, but even so, there was still a chilling displeasure on his long face.

Demi was stunned for a moment, touched the painful spot on her forehead, and took two steps back.

"Duke." She saluted politely.

The man didn't respond, he just asked coldly.

"I told you to wait for me in the room. What are you doing now?"

Demi was taken aback for a moment, then looked back subconsciously.

As soon as she came back from the yard, she was caught by the old lady and kept talking and chatting, and she hasn't left yet.

But Mo Chengan didn't give her a chance to say anything more, he directly reached out to grab the girl's wrist, and dragged her back.

to go downstairs.

Demi was holding the skirt with one hand, and he was pulling the other hand. Her whole body was unstable and she could only lean on him.

She hurried downstairs on her high heels and staggered for a while.

Before she had time to ask him to slow down, the ironed and straight suit pants came into view, and her perspective was spinning.

The next moment, Mo Chengan had already bent down and hugged her horizontally.

This made Demi unresponsive for a moment.

She could only look around in a panic, but luckily there was no one around.

The guests in the yard were bored, and in the end, there was no one to greet them in the huge castle, so most of them left directly.

The few remaining are now discussing outside how to make the old lady change her mind, and no one will break in.

"Hold me well." The man's hoarse and gloomy voice fell to his ears, which made Demi's hands around his neck subconsciously retract a little.

She nodded, and lowered her head very ostrich, her face was blocked by the man's shoulder, so it seemed that no one would notice.

My head is in a mess, because I have received too much information today, and I haven't reacted for a while.

But when Mo Chengan opened the door, he suddenly realized that he had been carried to his room by a man.

And Mo Chengan raised his foot and kicked the door shut.

There was a sudden silence in the whole room.

Before Demi could sort out her thoughts, she found herself lying on the soft sofa.

The man's slender body fell on her side, even if he didn't fall down, his long arms stretched out above Demi's head, and the shadow fell from the top of his head, just hiding her whole body inside.

The two didn't have any skin-to-skin contact.

But this posture is indescribably ambiguous.

Even for a moment, Demi felt that the breaths of the two were intertwined, and she could still feel the masculine breath in him.

Inexplicably makes people nervous.

"Duke, do you want to get up first?" Demi found her voice after a while, and forced him to stand far away first.

But Mo Chengan didn't intend to get up.

Just hanging on her body like this, the distance between them is only ten centimeters.

When talking, the tip of the nose seems to be touching.

Demi saw him not moving.

I can only find reasons indiscriminately.

"I, my clothes are too tight, it's uncomfortable."

The complicated dress on her body has not been changed. In order to squeeze out her career line and slender waist, she has almost strangled it to the extreme.

And now she was bent over and lying on the sofa, so she could hardly move her body.

The whole person became extremely tense.

"What are you panicking about?" There was a smile in Mo Chengan's eyes, and a slight curve on his thin lips, obviously matching her current reaction.

Demi arched her back nervously, trying carefully to break free from the man's arms.

She has to escape.

Otherwise, if you continue to talk in this posture, you will have no way to calm down and think.

Mo Chengan just looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows, waiting quietly for her action.

"Duke, I didn't know what happened today until I was at the scene. The old lady didn't tell me in advance. And just now, I planned to come to you obediently, but the old lady told me to go up and talk. So I delayed it for a while."

After he finished speaking, he found that Mo Chengan only gave a soft "hmm", and there was still a smile on Jun's face.

This made Demi even more uncertain.

"I'm telling the truth. I don't lie about things like this."

She bit her lips tightly and explained to Mo Chengan seriously.

But the man still didn't answer her, his dark black eyes kept falling on the girl's face, the black eyes were full of emotion and full of aggression, as if he was going to swallow someone forcefully.

At that moment, Demi also subconsciously noticed something was wrong.

It seemed plain, and even the air was a little more ambiguous.

The girl below her cheeks were flushed due to nervousness, and she was looking at him with evasive eyes at the moment, and even her fair neck was tinged with crimson.

This made Mo Chengan almost unable to look away.

And he could hardly bear it, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The heart moved at will, and subconsciously bent down.

"Ah." The girl below suddenly exclaimed.

This made Mo Chengan stunned for a second before he realized the pained expression on her face.

Looking down with Demi's eyes, she found that her hands had been pressing on her knees.

"what happened?"

Demi shook her head, "I just hit it."

Clothes and skirts are really troublesome, and they will fall accidentally when going up and down the stairs.

Mo Chengan immediately frowned, lifted her skirt, and held onto that delicate leg regardless of the girl's objection.

He was staring at the bump on her knee.

Although it was only for a short while, the look in his eyes made people more and more flustered.

Demi sat up quickly, and hurriedly covered it up.

"Don't move." Mo Chengan said with a deep voice, his black eyes raised a hint of displeasure, and when they moved to her face, they were still full of coldness.

"I-I'm fine."

She panicked a little.

At that moment, even the voice stuttered a little.

"Didn't you still try to be brave just now? Now you know it hurts." Mo Chengan reprimanded a few words in a low voice. Although the tone was not harsh, it still made people feel wronged when he spoke.

Demi let out an "oh", obediently lowered her head and did not refute.

She has always been well-behaved in front of this man.

Mo Chengan knew this better than anyone else.

What he knew better was that the girl in front of him had completely captured his heart unconsciously.

While speaking, Mo Chengan didn't continue to reprimand her, but got up and walked towards the cabinet.

Demi quickly put the skirt away, and then stood up.

But he heard a man's order not far away.

"Sit there and don't move."

"Yes."

She hesitated for a moment, she was about to walk over, but now she obediently returned to the sofa and sat down again.

When Mo Chengan found something and turned around, he saw the girl sitting obediently on the spot, with her hands on her knees, sitting upright, looking pitiful.

The dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared immediately.

Even if she was a little angry, now she gradually loses that thought.

Instead, he turned around and squatted down directly in front of her.

"Pick up your skirt."

Demi was stunned for a moment, unable to react, and finally explained in a low voice, "It's just a bump, it's okay."

"If you don't apply medicine now, you will wake up with a big bruise tomorrow. Do you want to be talked about with this bruise?"

"What are you talking about? I just fell..." Just after finishing speaking, Demi suddenly thought of a joke.

When bruises are on the knees, it is easy to be misunderstood.

It seemed that Mo Chengan told her something indescribable invisibly, causing her to subconsciously create certain images in her mind.

Then he quickly shook his head, forcing himself to calm down.

Mo Chengan lowered his head to open the ointment, but he didn't notice the strange expressions on her face.

She sat in silence for a while, feeling the touch on her skin.

The man's fingertips were warm, and the ointment was for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. After rubbing the wound for a while, her knees became hot together.

even……

A little hot.

Demi just felt that the current situation was too exhausting.

Even if it's just a simple application of medicine, for some reason, it makes her feel very nervous...

Demi wanted to urge Mo Chengan to hurry up.

But obviously, the man didn't give her this chance.

His movements were still slow and orderly, and he stroked the injured area very meticulously, showing that he was serious now.

For a brief moment, Demi felt tormented.

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, the man finally stopped rubbing the medicine.

"Okay."

It took him 5 minutes to rub a small sore, and when he even removed his finger, he still didn't seem to be satisfied.

Demi just lowered her head and quickly put the skirt down.

The snow-white calf was covered, Mo Chengan finally got up, and looked away regretfully.

"What do you think about today's incident?"

After a while, Mo Chengan finally spoke to her about something serious.

The man's slender figure looked alienated under the light, leaning sideways on the cabinet next to him, standing tall, but it made him look a bit indifferent.

Demi stared blankly, her mind was actually blank for a moment, and she didn't know what opinion she should express on this matter after waiting for a long while.

She could only shake her head.

"No idea?" Mo Chengan said it instead of her.

Demi nodded quickly, looked at the man's meaningful eyes, took a deep breath before speaking.

"I'm actually a little confused."

She smiled, a little embarrassed.

"You know, the old lady has always been very kind to me. So what she prepared today, I just thought it was the same as before. She wanted me to attend the dinner party beautifully and help me clean up my bad reputation. But I didn't think After those..."

Demi smiled wryly.

The fingers on the legs tightened, and the whole person was a little frustrated.

"For a good thing like this, others will only be happy if they get it." Mo Chengan said in a deep voice, laughing softly that she was still depressed.

Demi shook her head and murmured, "I know what kind of identity I should be. Even if the Queen of Thorns is really my grandmother's grandmother, it was more than 100 years ago. That little bit of blood connection, until now Does it have any meaning? Besides..."

The old lady even wanted to let herself compete for the position of Duke Tulip.

This made Demi feel that it was a fantasy.

"What's more?" Mo Chengan followed her words and asked.

Demi said nothing.

After a while, he shook his head, the bitterness on his little face could no longer be concealed.

The two did not speak for a long time.

Mo Chengan kept staring at her, as if he wanted to find something from her expression.

But Demi just lowered her head, feeling very depressed.

After waiting for quite a while, he still let out a long sigh, and when he raised his face to look at Mo Chengan, his amber eyes were filled with coldness.

"I just feel that I seem to be involved in some incredible battles inadvertently."

fight?

Mo Chengan chewed the word slowly.

"With me in the Tulip family, there will be no fights."

The man's words were extraordinarily confident, and there was even an air of disdain for the world invisibly.

Demi looked up and looked at him standing in front of the balcony.

The tall and straight figure looks very cold and stern in the night, the light shines from behind him, and the shadows that fall cover the whole body, except for the moonlight shining in from outside that makes his side face flickering and dark, the current Mo Cheng Ann, like the messenger of the night.

Mysterious and powerful.

"Master Mo." Demi murmured.

The sound is not loud, but the man can just hear it.

For some reason, she suddenly had the courage to speak.

Then he squeezed his fingers hard, raised his eyes to look at the man not far away, and summoned up the courage to speak, "I don't know why things have become like this, but please believe that this is not my original intention. If If the old lady has any arrangements in the future, I will definitely try my best to dissuade them."

"Arrangements?" Mo Chengan raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else the old lady wants to arrange for you?"

"I-I don't know."

Of course she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

You especially dare not mention that just now the old lady tried to let herself compete for the position of Duke Tulip.

"In short, even with this identity, everything will still be the same as before."

It was the best outcome Demi could have imagined.

She continued to take care of Mo Chengan here, whether it was his assistant or secretary, everything was as usual.

It's best not to cause any trouble because of this sudden life experience.

But in fact.

Those troubles are inevitable.

Mo Chengan smiled for some reason, his thin lips curled up in a slight arc, and his voice was warm and hoarse from a distance away.

"I didn't see it, but you are willing to take care of me?"

Demi, "..."

She froze for a moment, not daring to answer directly.

"There's nothing wrong with being the daughter of the Tulip family. In the future, no one will bully you in the entire Dimak."

For some reason, Demi always felt that when he said this, his expression was not right.

It seems a little relieved.

But with a strange melancholy.

She could only nod, "I will communicate with the old lady again."

"Don't be stupid." Mo Chengan interrupted her thoughts, and suddenly walked towards her.

When the slender figure stopped by her side, he stretched out his arms and touched her head.

"What kind of temperament is the old lady? She will never change what she decides. Even you will not let her change her mind."

"Then what should we do?" Demi suddenly panicked.

Does the old lady really want to be the daughter of the Tulip family first, and then bring down Young Master Mo and let herself inherit the title?

"That won't work!"

Mo Chengan raised his eyebrows in surprise, not understanding why she was so surprised.

He just rubbed her hair and comforted her in a low voice.

"It's good to let nature take its course. This is the end of the matter, and you can't avoid it even if you want to."

The man's voice is low and hoarse, and there seems to be some comfort at such a close distance.

Demi's pupils dilated.

She lifted her lips, trying to explain something.

But when the words came to his lips, he still swallowed them abruptly.

Yes.

Where does she have the strength to resist.

In other words, the old lady has already announced the matter in public today, and without informing anyone, she just doesn't want to give others a chance to stop her.

The wood is done.

The news has been widely disseminated by the media.

By now, I am afraid that the entire kingdom has known about it.

Mo Chengan looked at her in a panic, there was no joy on her delicate face, only panic.

And... fear.

Seeing the girl trembling like this, Mo Chengan suddenly felt that he was the bad guy.

She doesn't know anything.

It's nothing more than wanting to escape Dimak and live a good life.

After being caught by him, he stayed by his side with peace of mind.

Now being involved in such disputes, it seems that even she herself can't tell where to go.

Like a frightened little white rabbit.

So the displeasure in Mo Cheng'an's heart disappeared completely now.

Yes.

What can she change.

In fact, in these battles, Demi is simply a pawn, a pawn that she cannot even control her own fate and life experience.