Your Excellency, I love you!

So she got angry again, grabbed a pillow and threw it over, "Mo Shiche! I'm talking to you!"

The man finally raised his head, "It's you who said you can't look at you."

Luo Qiangwei glared at him with raised willow eyebrows, "So it's my fault, right?"

"..." Mo Shiche pursed his lips, his handsome face was dignified and gentle, "It's my fault, don't be angry, huh?"

She hummed and repeated, "Get the rope."

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, the man went to get it.

Then I saw Luo Qiangwei tied one end of the rope to her body and the other end to him, and they both tied a knot...

"Okay," she looked at the masterpiece that looked like a bundled play with satisfaction, "this way you won't run away while I'm sleeping."

Mo Shiche, "..."

He said lightly, "If I really want to run away, I just cut it off."

Luo Qiangwei was startled, then suddenly raised her head to look at him, then pursed her mouth, her eyes gradually turned red...

When Mo Shiche saw that she was about to cry, he panicked, stretched out his arms to hug her, lowered his head and lightly rubbed her forehead, and said softly, "I won't cut it, I'm talking nonsense, don't bother with me, just sleep well, huh? "

She lowered her face and twitched her slender shoulders, "Then you promise that you won't run away when I fall asleep."

"I promise not to run."

"What if you run away?"

"Then you beat me to death."

"Don't say dead words!" She raised her head again, and instantly became fierce, her eyes were red, "Don't say it! Don't say it from now on!"

Mo Shiche didn't expect such a big reaction from her. He didn't want to make her angry anymore, and he wanted her to sleep well, but he really didn't know how to comfort her, so his handsome face lowered slightly, "Well, I know I was wrong. no, don't talk."

Luo Qiangwei stood there gasping for breath, her sense of panic made her feel uncomfortable and wronged, but he was so handsome and obedient, she couldn't lose her temper with him at all.

This fucking handsome man is playing tricks very well.

She turned her face away, and threw the scissors in the room far away, "Sleep."

Mo Shiche lay on the bed with his arms around her, and because they were tied together with a rope, their bodies had to be very close.

He wanted her to sleep well, but her nose was full of her fragrance, so he couldn't help but leaned towards the sideways woman, and said in a low voice, "Sleep on my arm, I promise I won't be as messy as before touch you, okay?"

Luo Qiangwei seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed. Mo Shiche was a little disappointed, but he definitely wouldn't disturb her. Just as he moved away carefully, he heard the woman say in a coquettish voice, "Where is your arm? Catch it yourself?"

He was stunned for two seconds, then immediately stretched out his arms, Luo Qiangwei rubbed her head on the pillow, then turned over and hugged his waist, tired of him, raised her face and pursed her mouth, "Mo Duda, Bobo Boo, give me a kiss."

She shouted... Mo Dadai.

Mo Shiche's body stiffened unavoidably. This long-lost and extremely intimate address made his breathing heavy. He looked down at the woman in his arms, and the intense emotion in his eyes could hardly be hidden——

In fact, he didn't expect her to react like this.

Or, since they met in the morning until now, she hasn't asked anything about divorce or illness, double personality, how much time is left, the truth about miscarriage...

She didn't say a word at all, just pestered him like a little woman and made noises, as if they had just quarreled, separated and reconciled.

He didn't know what she was thinking, he didn't even dare to ask.