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

Mo Ningxuan sighed a little, "I know what you think, and I also feel guilty. But this matter is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface."

This made Lin Yang feel a little dissatisfied, and glanced at Mo Ningxuan, "I knew you would say that, but have you ever thought about what I would think when I received such a call? I can't find your person , and then you make such evasive remarks, how sad will I be?"

She spoke very seriously, and Mo Ningxuan also knew that Lin Yang's mood would never get any better.

"Yangyang, I can understand your feelings, but at that time I had no choice, didn't I?" Mo Ningxuan supported Lin Yang's shoulder.

"But we are husband and wife, and we are people who want to stay together for the rest of our lives. You just keep it from me like this. You know that I will be sad and I will be sad, but you still—" Lin Yang couldn't continue talking, As soon as the nose was sour, tears blurred the eyes.

Lin Yang was afraid that he would cry, so he turned his head away from looking at Mo Ningxuan.

Seeing Lin Yang's reddish eyes, Mo Ningxuan's heart suddenly ached.

The emotions that are not so intense are like being pricked by a needle, and it is only when you recover that you feel that it is a sharp pain.

"Yangyang, it's my fault this time. I'm afraid that if I tell you, I'll startle the snake, and I'm afraid you will have other emotions. In short, I was wrong. Don't be sad, don't cry, okay?" Mo Ningxuan's voice was gentle muffled.

Lin Yang finally turned to look at him, and bit his lower lip, "You always comfort me like this, who knows if you are perfunctory?"

Her expression was full of grievances, and Mo Ningxuan immediately felt that he was wrong, and it was a big mistake.

Mo Ningxuan stepped forward and hugged Lin Yang, "I'm sorry, I will definitely not make you sad like this next time, okay?"

His tone seemed to be coaxing the child, but Lin Yang felt that it was very useful, so he was hugged obediently by Mo Ningxuan, and all the tears on his face were wiped on Mo Ningxuan's expensive custom-made suit.

While comforting Lin Yang softly, he patted Lin Yang's back lightly.

Lin Yang felt as if he was being healed as if he was smoothing the hair of an emotional animal.

Obviously at a time like this, he had decided that his attitude should be firm, but the moment Mo Ningxuan lowered his posture and reached out to him, he lost his temper and forgot everything.

Feeling the person in his arms gradually relax, Mo Ningxuan let go of Lin Yang slightly.

Just when I was about to say something, I heard a loud "goo".

There was no third person in the room, the sound could not be louder, Mo Ningxuan's eyes darkened.

There was also a smile in Lin Yang's eyes, "Are you hungry?"

Lin Yang's face turned red all of a sudden, and his first reaction was to cover Mo Ningxuan's ears with his hands, wanting to die of shame and indignation, "Oh, don't tell me, you didn't hear anything just now."

Mo Ningxuan didn't dodge either, and just let Lin Yang cover his ears, smiling helplessly.

"Why are you covering my ears? I've already heard it just now."

As soon as these words were said, Lin Yang blushed from ear to ear, she was almost pissed off by Mo Ningxuan, "I don't care, you just didn't hear anything."

"Okay, okay, I didn't hear anything just now." Mo Ningxuan could only smile slightly, and obediently pretended to be deaf and dumb.

There is no way, in front of Lin Yang, he can only pretend to be obedient.

Mo Ningxuan gently pulled Lin Yang's hand from his ear and held it, "Then I'm hungry now, why don't you eat with me again?"

The tone was soft and brisk, as if coaxing a child, Lin Yang glared at Mo Ningxuan.

But in the end, I still succumbed to hunger and waited for food honestly.

"Sir, shall I cook?" Seeing this, Mama Liu hurried to the kitchen.

Mo Ningxuan waved his hands and rolled up his shirt sleeves, "No, I'll do it, you can go down."

Seeing Mo Ningxuan's actions, Lin Yang waited with peace of mind, waiting for Mo Ningxuan to serve the spaghetti bolognese.

"Well, it smells so good." Lin Yang couldn't help admiring.

Hearing Lin Yang's words, Mo Ningxuan also smiled, and passed the tableware over, "There are not many seasonings at home, so let's make do with it."

Lin Yang took a breath, his eyes lit up, "It's obviously delicious."

"If it tastes good, eat more. I see that you haven't eaten much at noon, so you must be hungry now." Mo Ningxuan smiled indulgently.

He also picked up a fork to eat noodles, Lin Yang looked at Mo Ningxuan, and felt that his eating was really gentle.

After eating and drinking, Lin Yang remembered something, and suddenly asked Mo Ningxuan, "Did she do anything to you that night?"

Mo Ningxuan pretended to be stupid, "Which one is she? What is it?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Lin Yang narrowed his eyes and raised the fork, "Say it or not, believe it or not, I'll take the fork—"

Seeing this, Mo Ningxuan also cooperatively raised his hands to beg for mercy, "The hero, spare your life, I say."

Seeing the smile on Mo Ningxuan's face, Lin Yang burst out laughing, but quickly put on a straight face, "Don't be so playful, tell my teacher."

Mo Ningxuan sighed, "Oh, what you said is really like my mother teaching others."

"Okay, she really didn't do anything that night, probably just showing you off. Nothing else happened. I swear to God." Mo Ningxuan wanted to swear to the sky.

Lin Yang glared at Mo Ningxuan, "Forget it, I'll trust you again."

Seeing this, Mo Ningxuan knew that he had passed Lin Yang's test. He smiled and stepped forward to hug him tightly, but Lin Yang avoided him.

"Hey, can you stop making trouble?" Lin Yang was always ticklish, so he twisted like a snake in a hurry.

"I didn't make trouble." Mo Ningxuan said seriously, and leaned into Lin Yang's ear, "I miss you, wife."

While speaking, the warm breath brushed against Lin Yang's ears, itching as if he was teasing maliciously with a feather.

Mo Ningxuan didn't intend to let go, so he wanted to hug Lin Yang. Lin Yang was unwilling in every possible way, and kept twisting, "I don't want you, please let me down."

"I don't." Mo Ningxuan smiled with a frivolous tone.

"Don't forget who owns you now, what if I accidentally let go?" Mo Ningxuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

This look looked a little dangerous, Lin Yang froze for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Okay, Mo Ningxuan, you dare to threaten me."

"I don't." Mo Ningxuan of course refused to admit it, and even complacently kissed her forehead lightly, relying on Lin Yang not being able to move at all.

"Mrs. Mo, will you give me a son?" Mo Ningxuan's expression was dark, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Lin Yang's breathing became faster. In fact, most of these struggles were symbolic jokes with Mo Ningxuan.

She couldn't help but blush a little, "If you want to give birth, you will give birth to yourself."

"You don't want to?" Mo Ningxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression seemed a little hurt.

This made Lin Yang a little embarrassed, she has always been a soft-hearted person, seeing Mo Ningxuan showing such an expression, she couldn't help but start to reflect on herself.

Is what I said just now serious?