The spring breeze is not as long as your love

Su Mowan saw Mo Chenxiao raising his hand to unbutton his shirt again. He raised his steps and slowly approached her, his long, narrow and dark eyes were full of desire.

Su Mowan panicked all of a sudden: "Then what, let's forget about today... I'm still a wounded person."

Looking at Su Mowan's appearance, Mo Chenxiao couldn't help but chuckled. He stretched out his arms to hug Su Mowan, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wanwan, don't worry, we will have a long time to come."

Being hugged by Mo Chenxiao like this, Su Mowan's ear was pressed against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, that heart gradually settled down.

Gollum-

A stomach growl interrupted the warmth between the two.

Mo Chenxiao picked up Su Mowan and put him on the sofa: "You wait here, I'll go buy something to eat."

Mo Chenxiao quickly bought two dishes and came back. This is a small place, even if there is a restaurant, the level of cooking is average.

Fortunately, both of them are not picky eaters, and they are both hungry, so they ate a clean meal.

After eating, Mo Chenxiao didn't intend to go back to the city, but took Su Mowan back to the room where he used to live with his mother.

Su Mowan originally thought that Mo Chenxiao would recall to her the past when he was with his mother, but he never expected that the phone call would come in before he even spoke, and it was a matter of the Mo Group.

Managing such a large group, while enjoying the glory, also shoulders huge responsibilities.

Su Mowan suddenly felt a sense of urgency. Although she was married to Mo Chenxiao, what she wanted to be was not only Mo Chenxiao's wife, but also Su Mowan. Only in this way could she stand side by side with him , go together through wind and rain.

It was not a few days before the fashion design finals. Thinking that he hadn't calmed down to study in the past few days, Su Mowan suppressed his sleepiness, took his phone, found the stored design drafts, and started studying.

The design drafts in the mobile phone are all her treasures over the years. They are the masterpieces of masters over the years. She was fascinated when she saw them. When she came back to her senses, she realized that the room was very quiet.

She turned to look at Mo Chenxiao, and saw him sitting on the deck chair on the balcony, as if asleep.

Su Mowan took the blanket, and when he was about to cover him, he found that Mo Chenxiao's cheeks were very red, and his lips were also very dry, showing dry skin.

Su Mowan reached out and touched Mo Chenxiao's forehead, it was very hot.

Too bad, Mo Chenxiao has a fever.

Su Mowan remembered the doctor's advice before, that after taking the serum, some people would have a fever due to their constitution.

Su Mowan pushed Mo Chenxiao hard: "Chen Xiao, wake up."

She called for a long time before Mo Chenxiao slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were tired and his voice became even hoarse: "Wanwan, what's wrong?"

"You have a fever." Su Mowan looked at him worriedly: "Do you feel unwell? Dizziness? Nausea?"

"No, just a little weak."

"I'll go down and get you the medicine."

"I'll go by myself." Thinking that Su Mowan's ankle was still swollen, Mo Chenxiao prepared to get up.

"Lie down well."

Su Mowan pushed Mo Chenxiao back, and limped downstairs to get the medicine. When she came back, Mo Chenxiao's consciousness was a little dizzy again.

Su Mowan quickly woke him up, put the medicine into his mouth, and then helped him onto the bed. After covering him with the quilt, he took his arm and pressed acupuncture points to reduce his fever.

In fact, the effect would be better if the acupuncture points were pricked with silver needles, but the silver needles she carried with her had been lost.

Mo Chenxiao grabbed her wrist.

Facing Su Mowan's suspicious eyes, Mo Chenxiao said, "No need, you sleep with me."

"But……"

"No but." Su Mochen forcefully dragged Su Mowan onto the bed.

Su Mowan couldn't help but move: "Mo Chenxiao, I'm not that tired yet."

Mo Chenxiao didn't pay attention to her at all, with his strong arms across her waist.

Su Mowan had no choice but to put his arms around Mo Chenxiao's waist, stay up all night, and toss around in the hospital. Su Mowan was already very tired, and fell asleep soon after.

The two of them just embraced each other and slept. From a distance, it seemed that two lonely semicircles had finally merged into one.

……

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."

Listening to the female voice from the phone, Bai Yurou couldn't help frowning,

She has been calling since early in the morning, but has not been answered.

Thinking of last night, when talking on the phone with Su Mowan, she said that Mo Chenxiao had disappeared and could not be found anywhere, so she was very worried.

It happened to be yesterday, and it happened to be the same strawberry cake.

The more Bai Yurou thought about it, the more she couldn't sit still, she picked up her handbag and came out of the room, just as she came out, she ran into her aunt.

"Yurou, are you ready to go out?"

"Well. Auntie, I'll go now..."

Before the words fell, the aunt suddenly said: "You are not going to find Su Mowan, are you?"

Bai Yurou looked at her aunt in surprise, but she knew in her heart that what happened yesterday was really her aunt's manipulation.

"You are so stupid." The auntie sighed, and took Bai Yurou's hand: "You refused to take advantage of such a good opportunity, and you made Su Mowan for nothing. What will happen to you in the future? Is it possible? Are you really going to find someone to marry?"

Bai Yurou was upset for a while, and what the auntie said was not what she was worried about, but soon her eyes became firm again: "Thank you for your concern, auntie, but I am not too old. It’s not too late to worry about this issue.”

"How can it last two years? This good man..."

"mom!"

A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the aunt's words, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Mo Yichen walking over.

Bai Yurou breathed a sigh of relief: "Auntie, you talk to brother first, and I'll leave first."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

"Yichen, how did you come back?"

"If I don't come back, I won't hear what you just said, Mom."

The eldest aunt sighed: "If I care about Yurou, no matter what, her surname is not Mo, is she not the real Mo family?"

"Mo Chenxiao is not the only one who can make her a member of the Mo family." Mo Yichen looked at his mother and said solemnly: "So, don't say what you just said in the future."

The eldest aunt was very surprised: "Yichen, you can't..."

"Mom!" Mo Yichen interrupted Auntie's next words, there were some things that could never be undone once said: "I've made up my mind."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and chased after Bai Yurou.

Looking at the hurried figure of her son, the eldest aunt couldn't help but become a little gloomy.

Her son is handsome and elegant, and he is also the eldest grandson of the eldest house, so he should be suitable for Miss Qianjin. Bai Yurou, an orphan girl of ordinary background, is not suitable for her son.

……