she fell from the galaxy

Seven days later, Jincheng Airport.

Zhu Wuyou pulled the suitcase and walked out of the airport hall
Due to the schedule arrangement, the busy actor Lin returned home three days ago.

Before leaving, Lin Yunfei specially arranged for a female assistant to accompany Zhu Wuyou.

Waiting for the platform, Zhu Wuyou and his assistant waved goodbye and went home.

When hailing a taxi, her eyes fell on the man who was shining not far away.

There was a lot of voices on the platform, but they couldn't resist Mo Si's majestic demeanor. Today he was wearing a high-tailored suit, which was indescribably dignified and elegant.

When Mo Sihan saw his little girl coming, he snapped his fingers chicly.

A row of luxury cars drove over and stopped beside Zhu Wuyou.

Dozens of bodyguards got out of the car in unison, stood neatly in two rows, and bowed neatly to Zhu Wuyou: "Welcome young mistress home!"

This scene is big enough and grand enough.

Mo Sihan is worthy of being the general manager, but he has supernatural powers. How did he know that she was returning home on this flight?

Not far away, Mo Sihan strode over and greeted him attentively: "Welcome my Mrs. Mo home."

His car today is a limited-edition Bugatti, there are only seven in the world, which is not unflattering.

Pedestrians passing by took out their mobile phones and snapped photos of the luxury car.

Three or two beauties passing by whispered:

"What's so lucky about this woman? A luxury car is a must for going out, and it's okay to hug her before and after her. My husband is so handsome."

"Are you blind? Mo Sihan can't recognize him, the number one young man in Jincheng."

"Oh, so he is Mo Sihan, he is much more handsome than in the photo."

The beauties pointed their phones at Mo Sihan again, but were scared back by Mo Sihan's cold stare.

The bodyguard stepped forward to stop it: "No filming! Let's go!"

Celebrities always pay attention to personal privacy, and Mo Sihan is no exception.

There are not many people who can enjoy the treatment of Mo Sihan personally picking up the plane, but it's a pity that Zhu Wuyou doesn't buy it.

The expression on Zhu Wuyou's face didn't seem very happy.

Mo Sihan pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "My Mrs. Mo, it seems that I'm not very happy that I came to pick you up? Shouldn't a normal woman be moved to tears to enjoy this kind of treatment?"

"Then just treat me as an abnormal woman." Zhu Wuyou frowned, "I don't like acting so exaggerated, it's best not to do it next time."

Zhu Wuyou is the kind of person who likes to stand quietly in a corner, keeping a low profile so that no one will notice her.

And Mo Sihan was born with a halo, the kind of luminous body that would shine even if he stood in a corner. With two completely different personalities, he naturally couldn't understand the other's thoughts.

The little woman in front of him threw him face at the slightest disagreement, and Mo Sihan said he couldn't bear it.

Suddenly, Mo Sihan approached Zhu Wuyou, and suddenly, his bony fingers lifted her palm-sized face, and leaned over to cover her lips.

Zhu Wuyou frowned, instinctively rejecting such a charming gesture in public.

Suddenly, Mo Sihan stopped his movements, and a smile spread to his lips: "Okay, let's go home."

Amid the envy and hatred of everyone, Mo Sihan pulled Zhu Wuyou into the car.

Does Zhu Wuyou look like a wealthy wife who is loved by thousands of people?

Like it.

Probably there is no one in this world who has a clearer distinction between love and hate than Mo Sihan.

As long as he likes it, he is willing to go to the sky to catch the moon, or go to the sea to catch turtles; if he doesn't like it, then he will treat you like dung and take a look at him too much.

……


Back home, the servants were already standing in two rows, warmly welcoming Zhu Wuyou home.

Among the crowd, one of the faces looked at Mian Sheng, Zhu Wuyou couldn't help but take another look.

Mo Sihan saw the doubt in Zhu Wuyou's eyes, and explained: "This is my new nutritionist, and she will be responsible for your daily diet in the future."

To put it nicely, why don't you feed her like a sow, and feed her so that she can give birth to piglets for him.

Zhu Wuyou felt a sense of irritability in his body, and his face drooped.

The nutritionist greeted her with a smile: "Hi, young lady!"

Zhu Wuyou walked past her without saying a word.

With Zhu Wuyou's temperament, she has never shown a face to the servant, this is probably the first time.

However, Zhu Wuyou was targeting Mo Sihan, not anyone else.

In the matter of having a child, Mo Sihan was too determined to go his own way, and Zhu Wuyou was really angry.

"Boom!"

Upstairs master bedroom.

As soon as the two entered the room, Mo Sihan couldn't wait to do something to applaud Zhu Wuyou for love.

Recently, Mo Sihan has practiced alone for a long time, and he hasn't touched meat for a long time.

As a normal married man, he was full of anger and wanted to vent his anger.

As soon as he unbuttoned his trouser belt, he heard Zhu Wuyou say coldly: "Mo Sihan, I want to go back to Rose Garden to live for a while."

"Then I'll accompany you." Mo Sihan didn't think twice.

Is he deliberately pretending not to understand?

Zhu Wuyou refused: "No, I want to be alone."

Mo Sihan's head seemed to be poured from head to toe by a basin of ice water, which made him lose all interest in an instant.

"Zhu Wuyou, can you say it again?"

The man's voice was full of unsatisfied desire and depression.

Probably the last thing a man likes is to be thrown cold water by a woman when he is in high spirits.

Staring at Mo Sihan's sullen face, Zhu Wuyou said in a calm voice, "I need a cooling-off period to think about our relationship, I think it's good for you and me."

"Don't think about it."

What she hadn't finished speaking was directly interrupted by him.

Mo Sihan frowned, and the powerful aura that belonged to him swept over her overwhelmingly.

"Mo Sihan, why don't you understand?" Zhu Wuyou retreated instinctively, "A lot of things have changed, do you understand?"

"for example?"

Zhu Wuyou shook his head violently: "I don't want to have children."

"This is negotiable." Mo Sihan pressed on step by step, his eyes burning, "but there are some things that are not negotiable."

The next moment, unexpectedly, Mo Sihan hugged Zhu Wuyou and sat down on the sofa together in an ambiguous posture.

The man's deep and hoarse voice brushed against his ears: "For example, this one."

Even through the thin fabric, he could feel the scorching heat of his whole body, and Mo Sihan's deep eyes were full of desire.

The tall nose bridge and slender lips touched her red lips and snowy neck, and the next second, a thick palm slid into her clothes...

An uncontrollable shy voice sounded in the room, and the man's Adam's apple seemed to be burning, dry and dry.

His lips touched the snowy neck and sniffed deeply, and he was sweating all over before he did anything.

All over the place, the clothes are messy.

After a hearty fight, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Mo Sihan's forehead, and the cells in his whole body were relaxed and comfortable...

This is his attitude, which cannot be resisted.

*
When the love was strong, Mo Sihan's sexy and hoarse voice brushed against her ears: "Zhu Wuyou, do you love me?"

Zhu Wuyou opened his eyes and looked at him mistyly.

"I love you."

Panting heavily, Mo Sihan repeated in her ear over and over again.

After the passion subsided, his voice came again: "Zhu Wuyou, you haven't said whether you love me or not?"

"..."

In the house, there was silence.

"Then let me put it another way, Zhu Wuyou, you don't love me anymore, do you?"

"..."

Zhu Wuyou raised her puzzled eyes and looked at him.

Looking at each other, Mo Sihan seemed to understand her heart all at once.

She is hesitating, confused, and confused. I'm afraid even she herself doesn't know what kind of feelings she has for him?
A fleeting look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and Mo Sihan lay down tired, his chin resting on the top of her head, and said in a disappointed tone, "Okay, you don't need to answer."

Sometimes silence is the best answer.

In the adult world, attitude is the answer.

bang.

Mo Sihan's tall and handsome figure entered the bathroom.

Judging from the sound of the door he just closed, he was very angry.

As the shower fell, Mo Sihan's deep eyes revealed restrained anger and grievance.

Mo Sihan thought he did a good job, and even came back early to pick Zhu Wuyou home.

He put down his social status and self-esteem, and worked hard to repair his relationship with her, but what disappointed him was that instead of being moved, she looked at him more and more indifferently?

It was as if there was no more love in her eyes, no him.

An unprecedented panic invaded Mo Sihan's heart, he was used to controlling everything, this sense of powerlessness made him at a loss what to do.

It is said that if you live up to a person's sincerity, you will be punished?
Is this her revenge on him?

When he fell in love with her deeply, there was no love in her eyes.

The cold water trickled down Mo Sihan's handsome face, as cold as his heart.

*
When the door opened again, Mo Sihan's expression had already cleared up.

Zhu Wuyou lay there blankly, not even noticing that he came out.

Mo Sihan glanced at her with black and white eyes, and immediately picked her up from the sofa and carried her into the bathroom.

He gently put her in the tub and washed her hair with the deftness that he did every so often.

He and she are husband and wife, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhu Wuyou's seaweed-like long hair hangs down on the white butterfly bone, half pure, half coquettish.

A large piece of snow skin grabs the man's sight, and further down is the seductive crime ditch, revealing a deadly lethality.

Mo Sihan's Adam's apple slipped involuntarily, forcing himself to divert his attention to suppress the anger in his body.

While blowing Zhu Wuyou's hair, Mo Sihan suddenly said, "If you don't want to have a baby right now, we don't have to have a baby for now."

"Really?" Zhu Wuyou turned around, staring at him with almond eyes.

Mo Sihan nodded: "Well, the future is long, and this matter is not urgent."

"Thank you."

These were probably the most tender words she had ever said to him today.

"Why do you suddenly want to move to Rose Garden?" Mo Sihan raised a topic.

Zhu Wuyou thought for a few seconds before replying, "I want to work, and my work requires freedom and quiet."

Mo Sihan cheekily asked: "That's fine too. May I take the liberty to ask, can I move in and live with Mrs. Mo?"

After being silent for a while, Zhu Wuyou asked, "Why?"

"We spend so little time alone as a couple."

"Then can I say no?"

"No."

The tone of the business predators is still domineering and non-negotiable.