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

"Dong Dong"!
There was a knock on the study room, Mo Ningxuan held back the anger surging in his chest, and stared at the door with burning eyes.

creak.

There was a long sound at the door, and Xia Chun's face appeared in Mo Ningxuan's sight.

Mo Ningxuan stared at Xia Chun who appeared suddenly with his eyes reddened by rage, she was so frightened that she froze at the door, not daring to move anymore, her palms were sweating, and her feet and scalp were numb.

"Ning Xuan..." Xia Chun said nervously.

Mo Ningxuan withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and forced himself to calm down.

"Is something wrong?"

The suppressed anger disappeared suddenly, and the voice was still as cold as ever.

On the contrary, Xia Chun breathed a sigh of relief. Mo Ningxuan just now was too scary, as if he was about to choke her throat in the next second. His bloodshot eyes were staring at her, like It was the soul-locking demon, which frightened her so much that she dared not move.

Even though Mo Ningxuan is cold now, he is not as scary as before. Moreover, Mo Ningxuan is usually like this, she doesn't care about these anymore.

Xia Chun came in softly with a gu soup in his hand, put it on the desk, and said expectantly, "Ning Xuan, I made this, try it."

Mo Ningxuan didn't like this at all, he cast a glance impatiently, and turned his eyes away in annoyance.

Xia Chun's smile froze on her face, she clenched her fingers unconsciously, and her well-maintained nails sank into the flesh without feeling the slightest pain.

Mo Ningxuan's undisguised disgust hurt her more than the wound on her hand.

The study room was silent for a moment, so quiet that it made people feel suffocated.

Mo Ningxuan frowned impatiently, trying to get the person in the way out of his sight, his eyes swept across the desk, and the blue folder came into his sight.

The information I saw just now came to mind one sentence at a time.

Mo Ningxuan's mind sank, and a hint of calculation flashed in his bottomless eyes.

When he raised his head again, his eyes had returned to their usual calmness, without any emotion showing. Looking at Xia Chun in front of him, he said slowly, "Have you eaten yet?"

The sudden concern made Xia Chun's eyes widen in disbelief, and he was stunned for several seconds, overwhelmed by the ensuing joy, and shook his head quickly, "No! I haven't eaten yet!"

In fact, Xia Chun had already had dinner early, and now she doesn't feel hungry at all, but Mo Ningxuan's rare caring made her feel excited, and she must seize this rare opportunity. , let Mo Ningxuan change his opinion of her.

Hearing the answer that satisfied him, Mo Ningxuan's stiff curves softened a bit, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said temptingly, "Since we haven't eaten, let's go out to eat?"

For the once-in-a-century invitation, Xia Chun nodded hastily, fearing that Mo Ningxuan would regret it in the next second.

For a moment, she seemed to have fallen into a jar of sweetness. Now Mo Ningxuan's attitude towards her was much softer, but it was enough to make her excited.

a few hours later.

In a warm and romantic western restaurant, the delicate Xia Chun shyly looked at Mo Ningxuan across the way. The close-fitting skirt outlined a perfect curve, with a protruding front and back, which was enough to make a large group of men feel distracted.

Facing the beautiful and alluring Xia Chun, Mo Ningxuan remained unmoved, he cut the steak by himself, and remained unmoved by Xia Chun's loving glances over and over again.

"Ning Xuan, why do you suddenly want to invite me to dinner?" Xia Chun blushed, very shy.

Mo Ningxuan didn't bother to answer the unnutritious question when it reached his ears, but then he thought about his plan...

Mo Ningxuan hid the impatience in his eyes, his eyes were as calm as the surface of a lake, "It's just that I suddenly wanted to treat you to dinner without seriousness, here, your red wine."

The slender hand handed Xia Chun a glass of red wine, and the red shadow was printed on the white finger bones, making it even more attractive.

Xia Chun took it flattered, and took a sip shyly under Mo Ningxuan's gaze.

Mo Ningxuan stared closely at Xia Chun, seeing her swallowing the sip of red wine and swallowing it into her stomach, her eyes darkened a little, and an imperceptible smile flashed across her.

"Drink more, this is my treasured wine." Mo Ningxuan showed his real smile for the first time tonight.

Xia Chun was dazzled by the dazzling smile, as if he was being controlled, he was obsessed with Mo Ningxuan's smile, and obediently drank a few more sips.

Mo Ningxuan watched with satisfaction as the wine glass bottomed out little by little, and finally became empty.

He took out his mobile phone, pressed a few numbers, and said, "Take her there."

After finishing speaking, he stood up in a good mood, straightened his suit, looked at the woman sleeping on the table, raised the corners of his mouth happily, and then turned and left mercilessly.

The night gradually deepened, the cold wind swept over every household, and the branches of the trees were shaking. This night, some people are destined to be happy and some are worried.

In the early morning of the next day, the glare of the sun through the curtains woke up the sleepy people.

Xia Chun woke up with eyes pierced by the sun, moved her body, the pain all over her body made her cry out in pain, startled, and struggled to get up.

The hazy eyes opened, and the surroundings were blurred. A man fell asleep with his back on his back. His eyes hadn't fully seen clearly yet, and Mo Ningxuan's tenderness to him yesterday flashed in his mind.

Hugging the quilt shyly, looking at the bruises on her body with satisfaction, she looked proud.

What about Lin Yang?
Didn't Mo Ningxuan still accept him?
Xia Chun can now imagine her happy life in the future.

The soft body is naked and close to the man's back, and hugs the man's waist contentedly.

The man moved, awakened by Xia Chun's movement, turned around as if responding, and hugged Xia Chun into his arms.

Because of the change in movement, the man's face was clearly imprinted in Xia Chun's eyes.

This is not Mo Ningxuan at all!
Xia Chun's heart skipped a beat, a scream rang out, and she pushed the strange man away violently, covering her body with the quilt in a panic.

A scream woke up the drowsy man completely, and he stared at the beauty on the bed in a daze. The desire in the morning made him unable to help but throw himself on Xia Chun.

"Come on, beauty, didn't you feel very comfortable yesterday?" The strange man said frankly while touching his tender skin.

The man's words made Xia Chun despair, and the strange touch made her feel nauseous. She struggled to reach the water glass on the table, raised it high, and slammed it on the head of the man on her body.

With a sudden light on his body, the man covered his head and cursed, blood dripped down from his fingers.

Xia Chun was terrified, instinctively let her grab a few clothes and flee outside.

The man stretched out his hand to grab it, but the blood flowed down his forehead into his eyes, his eyes were blood-colored, and he could only see a blurred red shadow, and he rushed to nothing in a daze.

Watching the door of the room being slammed shut by the woman, he could not help cursing in a low voice with the pain of a splitting headache.

How unlucky!