she fell from the galaxy

Mo Sihan imprisoned Zhu Wuyou in his own world without any scruples, coupled with his deep and devoted eyes, he looked very domineering.

Zhu Wuyou's petiteness gives people a "weak and boneless" feeling, and Mo Sihan is intoxicated by it.

It's like when a ferocious tiger and wolf meet a soft sheep, the unique "possessiveness" of a man will be displayed without limit.

At first, Zhu Wuyou still struggled, unable to withstand Mo Sihan's brute force, she gradually calmed down.

Zhu Wuyou adjusted his breathing, and said in a flat tone: "Mo Sihan, you can't show your boyfriend power too much by hugging you so tightly. I just want to tell you that I can't breathe anymore."

Mo Sihan's chest was as hard as a stone, and the woman in his arms couldn't breathe smoothly.

Men always want to use domineering to express their affection, but they don't know that these unreserved actions will only backfire and cannot arouse the resonance of women's souls.

Mo Sihan loosened his grip a little, and slipped his hand onto Zhu Wuyou's slender waist.

Zhu Wuyou met his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and showed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Haven't you heard of it? A man's head and a woman's waist cannot be touched casually."

Mo Sihan corrected her: "No, except for those who are close to each other."

"Is this useful?" Zhu Wuyou smiled dryly.

What she wanted to express was a dog that doesn't belong to you, so what if you keep it by your side?
Its heart is still in you.

It will still run away when given the chance.

Mo Sihan pretended not to understand Zhu Wuyou's words, he just hugged her so tightly, unwilling to let go for a moment.

He smelled a fragrance at the tip of his nose, and Mo Sihan lowered his head to sniff, the fresh fragrance of the woman's hair made him feel satisfied.

"I wish time could stop at this moment." Mo Sihan's soft lips fell on her hair one by one.

Days of torment had left his heart full of holes, which had been ravaged by the cold wind. At this moment, he was greedy for the warmth and charming fragrance of her body.

What is fragrant is not only the original smell of a woman, but also the desire in love.

Why does the style of painting go astray in the dead of night?
Zhu Wuyou pushed him away, and said loudly: "Mo Sihan, I said I was going to get off the car, did you hear me?"

"The train didn't even arrive at the station, why did you get off?" Mo Sihan's deep eyes fell on her, his face with clear features was covered with a layer of frost due to excitement.

Suddenly, Mo Sihan had an idea to let her conceive his child again.

Not to mention how good it feels to be lingering with her to death, he doesn't mind having more children with her.

Mo Sihan posted it up like a dog's skin plaster: "Zhu Wuyou, can we have another child?"

Have another child?
That's easy to say.

"You want to use the child to tie me up again, don't you?" Zhu Wuyou shook his head desperately, and said decisively, "It's enough for you to be a reproductive tool once in this life."

Someone once said that the greatest compliment a woman can give a man is to give him another child.

Obviously, with the meager foundation of their relationship now, they haven't reached that level at all.

Mo Sihan's eyes were quickly stained with dissatisfaction, and he held back his anger: "Little Qingtuan is so lonely, what's wrong with us giving her a younger sibling?"

"Not good." Zhu Wuyou smiled miserably, "I don't want to wait for the child to grow up. If the child asks about his grandmother, I will cruelly tell my child that her grandmother was killed by her father. of."

Zhu Wuyou was pleading for Weng Xiaomei in disguise.

When Mo Sihan heard Zhu Wuyou mention the name of her mother Weng Xiaomei, his sharp eyes fell on her like knives, and the disgust in his eyes was like a poisonous snake, wanting to devour her.

However, his disgust was aimed at her mother, not her.

"Zhu Wuyou, did I say I was going to kill her?" Mo Sihan's voice was involuntarily sharp.

The air was suddenly cold, and the temperature in the room dropped by more than ten degrees.

I wish Wuyou a moment of silence like a chilling cicada.

After a long silence, Mo Sihan's voice came again: "This is what you said, no matter what kind of grievances between me and your mother? After a long circle, you still want to plead for your mother after making trouble. Zhu Wu You, your mother has done so many bad things, shouldn't she be punished? Can you still tell what is white and what is black?"

Mo Sihan spoke eloquently, the words seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth.

Zhu Wuyou's brows and eyes were stained with sadness, and he bit his lips: "I didn't say that. What I want to say is that you are not Romeo, and I am not Juliet. We cannot overcome obstacles. Even if we sleep on a double bed, But the obstacle between us is still an ocean, do you understand?"

"Go to hell!" Mo Sihan was furious, "Zhu Wuyou, don't meddle in the affairs between me and your mother. Also, from tomorrow onwards, you will move in with us. Let me remind you that your current As both the mother of the child and my wife, you can never let go of the obligations you should fulfill."

The ridicule pierced into Zhu Wuyou's heart, and Zhu Wuyou's brows stood upright: "I'm not your dog, why do you tie me up?"

If he said a word, she would have to move here, why?
Mo Sihan ignored her resistance, and walked towards the bedroom with his arms around Zhu Wuyou's shoulders: "Now go back to the room and sleep. Tomorrow, I will arrange for Yan Qing to help you carry your luggage. And in the future, I will take care of you when you go to and from get off work. The arranger is responsible for the pick-up."

It was a dog, and it wasn't on a leash as tight as he was.

"President Mo is so thoughtful!" Zhu Wuyou twitched the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically, "Is there any more? President Mo also prepared to arrange a few pairs of eyeliners to stare at me? Do I have to arrange one when I eat, sleep and go to the bathroom?" ?”

Mo Sihan responded indifferently: "Once you were bitten by a snake and you were afraid of well ropes for ten years, in short, you stopped thinking of escaping from my palm as soon as possible."

This man's possessiveness has reached the point of being almost paranoid.

*
The bedroom is very quiet, the wall lamp in front of the bed is warm and dim yellow, giving people a warm and peaceful feeling.

After taking a bath, Zhu Wuyou closed his eyes and lay on his side on the bed motionless.

When Mo Sihan came out of the shower, he frowned unhappily when he saw that the woman only occupied a small space on the big bed.

The middle of the bed is really separated from the Pacific Ocean.

On Zhu Wuyou's white face, the curved and long eyelashes covered the eyelids, and the white arms like lotus root were exposed outside the quilt.

Mo Sihan wiped his hair with a towel, and reminded her with a smile: "Zhu Wuyou, let me remind you, your sleeping position has always been bad, so don't blame me for falling out of bed later."

Zhu Wuyou was tired of listening, and pulled the quilt over his head: "It's so noisy."

"It's an old problem again, isn't it?" Mo Sihan couldn't stand it anymore, and covered her with the quilt again.

Zhu Wuyou has always had the habit of sleeping with her head covered, and Mo Sihan said that she has committed an old problem, and there is nothing wrong with that.

Zhu Wuyou looked like a little wild cat that got electrocuted and blew up in an instant, sitting up straight: "Will you let me sleep? Mo Sihan, you even care about my sleep now, don't you?"

Men's endless desire to control, how good it is to control it properly.

For a superior like Mo Sihan who is used to controlling everything, if someone doesn't follow his rhythm, he will definitely look down on it.

If it was the previous Mo Sihan, he would have been possessed by a demon long ago.

This time, not only was he not angry, but he also found it funny.

Compared to the crying and lifeless Zhu Wuyou, Mo Sihan likes her lively appearance when she explodes.

In Mo Sihan's daily life, most people are submissive to him and obey his orders.

The few exceptions are quite precious.

The mother and daughter Zhu Wuyou and Xiaoqingtuan are the few exceptions.

Mo Sihan felt more and more that just because he favored Xiaoqingtuan, he would also favor the child's mother more and more.

"It's very late. If we have a sense of public morality, we shouldn't disturb others' sleep." Mo Sihan calmed down, turned off the desk lamp and lay down to sleep.

He was mocking her for being too loud.

Zhu Wuyou lay down again with his back to his back.

Even though he was only facing an angry figure from behind, a subtle feeling still appeared in Mo Sihan's heart.

Isn't that what a so-called couple is like?

Even if the two did not reconcile, just lying on the same bed meant a lot to him.

The room was too quiet, except for each other's breathing, there was nothing else.

With one side of Zhu Wuyou's face pressed against the pillow, recalling what he said in the study just now, a sense of grievance rose in his heart for no reason.

In the silent room, a woman's sobs could be heard occasionally.

Mo Sihan's black eyes closed and opened again, and a long arm stretched out to rest on her trembling shoulder.

Zhu Wuyou flinched involuntarily, and took his hand away rudely.

In the next second, an uncontrollable cry escaped from between the woman's teeth.

Although it is useless to blame others, but her life is really not going well!

She is like a cursed unfortunate child, looking back at the road she has traveled, except for thorns, it is suffering.

The little bit of sunshine that occasionally shines may not even be enough to dry the underwear.

Her cries were not loud or many, but the shock to Mo Sihan was not small.

Mo Sihan sighed softly: "Alright, can crying solve the problem?"

"Can you do it without crying?" The moment she said it, she regretted it.

Sure enough, sadness and darkness combined to lower her IQ.

Having said that, she had a limited IQ.

Mo Sihan moved his body, pressing his warm and broad chest tightly against her back, as if sending internal strength.

At this moment, he and she are like two poor people in ragged clothes in a snowy day. Only by warming each other can we persevere.

Mo Sihan said with emotion: "Fate always likes to make jokes. It seems that if it is not arranged like this, there will be no way to be exciting. However, there will always be a way, I promise you."

Gradually, as the night deepened, the sobbing on the bed gradually stopped.

It wasn't until the even breathing of the woman next to him was heard that Mo Sihan relaxed and closed his eyes to sleep.

For the rest of her life, he decided to accompany her to the end.

He was so greedy that he wanted both her body and her heart.

When dealing with Weng Xiaomei, Mo Sihan couldn't ignore Zhu Wuyou's feelings, after all, she had her blood on her body.

From this point of view, it is impossible to kill Weng Xiaomei.

The next step, what Mo Sihan has to do is how to implement Weng Xiaomei's revenge plan accurately within Zhu Wuyou's tolerance.