It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Mo Ningxuan stretched out his hand mercilessly and pushed Lin Yang back.

Looking at the half-smile expression on Mo Ningxuan's face, Lin Yang fell back heavily on the sofa.

The soft fabric sofa made a dent due to the weight of the body, and then slowly bounced back up.

"You..." Lin Yang struggled to get up again, and paused.

This time, Mo Ningxuan didn't give Lin Yang's body a chance to leave the sofa at all, he firmly held Lin Yang's shoulders, and pressed her down on the sofa.

The man's strength was so strong that Lin Yang felt as if he was nailed to the sofa.

Lin Yang was a little panicked, his hair was tied up, and because of such a violent struggle, the hair tie loosened and slipped down along the black hair.

Her satin-like black hair scattered across the sofa, Lin Yang felt a little embarrassed.

However, Mo Ningxuan looked at him condescendingly again, breathing a little faster, the sense of oppression seemed a little too strong.

Those black pupils that were close to pure black were as deep as the sea in Lin Yang's eyes, unable to reveal the feeling of light.

Lin Yang was a little nervous, "You, what are you going to do?"

She stuttered when she was nervous, and the words she stumbled did not seem to have any momentum.

Mo Ningxuan laughed unsurprisingly, Lin Yang looked at Mo Ningxuan and glared at him, "What are you doing?"

This time he didn't stutter anymore, Lin Yang just felt impatient, and pushed Mo Ningxuan, but didn't push.

The man's tall and majestic body blocked the light a little bit.

"What am I doing?" Mo Ningxuan's lips curled up slightly, while reaching out to brush Lin Yang's cheek lightly.

The gesture seemed a little frivolous, Lin Yang's face seemed to be on fire, and it was so red that it was about to bleed.

He didn't know where to look, and wanted to look away, but Mo Ningxuan straightened his face again.

"look at me."

It was an orderly tone, but the tone was gentle as if it could drip water.

Lin Yang also seemed to be under some spell, just like Mo Ningxuan said, staring at him blankly.

The color of water flashed in the round eyes, like the shimmering skylight, the beauty was shocking.

"I said, we will be fine. Believe me, when this incident is over, we will go back to City S immediately. Don't you always want to go to that newly opened Japanese grocery store near your home?" Mo Ningxuan Seriously.

His words were so precious, Lin Yang couldn't help but sighed.

Sometimes, you will feel that there is nothing to cherish about the things you experience every day, because you can get them at your fingertips, but at this time, thinking of these things, Lin Yang feels a little uncomfortable.

My home thousands of miles away, I don't know what's going on now.

Trapped in this completely unfamiliar city, Lin Yang wanted to go back, but just as he was thinking, Lin Shuyu called.

Mo Ningxuan still maintained the posture of propping up on Lin Yang's body, Lin Yang patted him lightly, "Get out of the way, brother is calling."

"Lin Shuyu?" Mo Ningxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but finally he didn't mess with Lin Yang and let her go.

"Yeah." Lin Yang turned over and sat up cross-legged, and connected the phone.

Lin Shuyu's voice sounded, "Yangyang, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, and I don't feel uncomfortable today. With Mo Ningxuan by my side, I feel very at ease." Lin Yang said, and glanced at Mo Ningxuan.

Hearing this, Lin Yang felt very useful.

"Did you measure your blood oxygen today?" Lin Shuyu asked again.

"No, we don't have any symptoms, and we haven't even been out of the house. It's really safe, but...it's just that I'm homesick." Lin Yang said, his tone gradually lowered.

She didn't know what kind of attitude she should take to face it. She didn't stay in S City when she was studying before, but the feeling at this time was quite different, as if it was the end of the world, and it wasn't very good.

"Yangyang, take care of yourself, don't go out, I'll wait for you at home." Lin Shuyu seemed to be touched.

Lin Yang hummed lightly, and was still a little dazed after hanging up the phone.

Just when Mo Ningxuan was about to reach out to touch her forehead, Lin Yang spoke suddenly, and she let out a long sigh, "Do you think we are playing an immersive doomsday game?"

The tone at this time was a bit joking, and Mo Ningxuan couldn't help laughing when he looked at Lin Yang.

Withdrawing his hands, he put his elbows on the sofa and changed to a comfortable sitting position.

"You can still joke, it seems that there is nothing wrong. Is this considered to be a joy in bitterness?"

Lin Yang took a lazy look at Mo Ningxuan, "I only feel pain, not any joy."

This kind of feeling is really not good. In the afternoon, Lin Yang was so idle that he was going crazy, lying on the edge of the window and watching the few pedestrians downstairs.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."

When Mo Ningxuan was reading the report sent by his assistant, he heard Lin Yang rambling on like this, and couldn't understand what he was saying.

Like chanting sutras, it made his mind full of buzzing, so he simply put down his phone.

He also stood in front of the window, watching the empty street side by side with Lin Yang.

"What are you talking about here?" Mo Ningxuan's tone was playful, as if coaxing a child.

Lin Yang didn't answer Mo Ningxuan, his first reaction was to raise his index finger and make a silent gesture, "Shh, don't talk, twenty, 21, 22..."

What's more, Mo Ningxuan didn't even give Mo Ningxuan a look, which made Mo Ningxuan feel a little helpless.

"Lin Yang, do you look at me?"

As he spoke, he turned Lin Yang's body around, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you doing?"

Lin Yang sighed, then looked up at Mo Ningxuan, "I'm going crazy."

I couldn't help scratching my hair, "Don't you think it's hard to spend time here? I think every minute and every second passes at 0.5 times the speed. So it's just a vehicle to pass the time."

"You are too exaggerated." Mo Ningxuan shook his head, "I don't think there is anything boring, every minute and every second with you is interesting."

Lin Yang felt a little headache when he heard such words, and pushed Mo Ningxuan away who was getting closer.

"Don't talk about these things, I'm going crazy, I don't want to mess around with you."

Mo Ningxuan quit, "What is nonsense? I'm telling the truth. Besides, if you're bored, why don't we do something meaningful?"

As he said that, Zhao Linyang raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression was a bit bohemian, and the word "meaningful" was accentuated.

"What did you say?" Lin Yang paused, looked at Mo Ningxuan and subconsciously took half a step back.

Facts proved that Lin Yang's premonition was correct, this half step did not have the slightest effect, Mo Ningxuan grabbed Lin Yang's slender waist the next moment, and embraced her in his arms.

The force of this movement was a bit strong, and the distance between the bodies of the two became seamless.

Lin Yang exclaimed, a little unstable, he could only support Mo Ningxuan's arm to stand still, and looked at Mo Ningxuan angrily, "What are you going to do?"