Your Excellency, I love you!

"Hmm..." Luo Qiangwei responded vaguely, as if she was dissatisfied with being disturbed, her pink lips pouted coquettishly, she rubbed her head against his chest and went back to sleep.

Mo Shiche couldn't help but kissed the tip of her nose again, and then picked up the phone again without haste, his voice was laziness and hoarse after the man was released, "I'm sorry, I just helped my wife take a bath , she was so tired that she fell asleep, you can tell me first if you need her."

Yan Chu was silent at the other end, in the quiet night, only his slight heavy breathing could be heard.

Mo Shiche was not in a hurry, and waited comfortably with his mobile phone. His slender long fingers brushed aside the woman's long hair in his arms, revealing her smooth and soft face, and he leaned over to kiss her repeatedly.

The sound of the kiss was neither deliberate nor suppressed, but it happened to be heard by the person on the other end. Yan Chu clenched the phone tightly, and after half a minute, he suddenly called out, "Mo Shiche."

"Huh?" Mo Shiche paused, but his thin lips were still rubbing against Luo Qiangwei's face, responding very casually, "Mr. Yan is not a woman, so why can't I just speak up if I have something to say?"

Yan Chu asked in a low voice, "Do you love Weiwei?"

"She is my wife, the woman I married, of course I love her, don't you think I choose to marry just to play a game, let alone,"

Mo Shiche propped up his body slightly, and smiled coldly and sarcasticly, "Even if I don't love her, she is still the woman I married and slept with under my body. How much does she have to do with you? You don't need to worry about her." business?"

"..."

Yan Chu didn't speak.

After a pause, Mo Shiche added with a strong sense of warning, "If you don't want to cause trouble, then stop trying to get close to her. My woman is not something you can provoke."

"I like her," Yan Chu said directly, "so if you hurt her, I will snatch her away from you."

"You will never have this chance, die of this heart."

After Mo Shiche finished speaking, he cut off the call directly.

Listening to the beeping sound in the handset, Yan Chu looked at the screen in a daze, and when it went dark, he hurriedly pressed it on again.

The screen saver was a photo of him eating spicy chicken feet with Luo Qiangwei. In the photo, she was smiling at the camera, so beautiful that everything around her lost its color.

vivi...

Yan Chu rolled his throat and yelled softly, but then turned off the screensaver again.

If...she and her husband are living happily, shouldn't he be pestering her and let him go?

He also hoped that she would be happy and not get hurt, and wanted to be with her forever...

But things can never be both.

…………

Luo Qiangwei slept deeply and soundly this time, but unexpectedly had a nightmare.

The dream was the scene before her death in her previous life. The newborn baby was thrown to the ground by Luo Hongying, crying heart-piercingly, with blood flowing on her face...

She screamed and opened her eyes—

The next second, the hands resting on her waist suddenly tightened, and the man next to her lowered his head, his magnified handsome face was reflected in her eyes, "What's wrong, are you having a nightmare?"

Luo Qiangwei was still panting, unable to recover for a moment, Mo Shiche lifted her chin and kissed her.

This gentle and tender good morning kiss miraculously relieved her tense nerves, allowing her to quickly recover from the painful struggle of the dream...

Luo Qiangwei stared blankly at the man on her body, and after a while she suddenly realized that she stretched out her hand and pushed his shoulder, "You...uh...you didn't brush your teeth!"

"It took me so long to think of this one, don't you think it's too late?" He bit her lips and smiled softly, "Okay, as a reward you hugged me to sleep last night—I hugged you to brush your teeth .”