He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Eleven o'clock.

Wen Zhu brought over some midnight snack.

Qiao Wangshu didn't get out of bed the whole time.

My legs were so weak that I couldn't get out of bed.

Mo Beichen fed her first and then swept away the remaining food.

The lounge was in a mess, as if a strong wind had passed through it.

After eating.

Mo Beichen picked up Qiao Wangshu, placed him on the small sofa on the side, and quickly changed the sheets and quilt covers on the bed.

Qiao Wangshu leaned back on the sofa with a dull look in his eyes, watching him busying around.

I thought that was it for tonight.

You can go to sleep after you have tidied up.

Unexpectedly, the big devil took her back to the bed, kissed and nibbled her, and started again...

He even shamelessly whispered in her ear: "You can't sleep right after eating. You need to exercise after eating."

Qiao Wangshu really wanted to ask: Who has the poor physique?

She was lying on the big bed in the lounge, enduring someone's tireless invasion, with only one thought in her mind: Help!

……

It's too late.

The two simply didn't go home and stayed at the company for one night.

Qiao Wangshu didn't even know how he fell asleep.

the next day.

Half past seven in the morning.

Xu Ze came to bring clothes and two breakfasts to Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen took his clothes and breakfast, returned to the lounge, and coaxed Qiao Wangshu: "Shushu, get up and eat something before going to sleep."

Qiao Wangshu turned over and faced away from him.

No reason.

Like a grumpy kitten.

Mo Beichen bent down and got close to her, kissed her ear, and called her in a low and vague voice: "Shushu, Shushu..."

Qiao Wangshu turned around abruptly, without even opening his eyes, his voice hoarse as he said angrily, "You're so noisy, I won't eat."

"I'll feed you, eat a little, okay?" Mo Beichen coaxed patiently: "I'll go to work after breakfast, you really don't want to get up and eat with me?"

He sounded like a human trafficker, his voice was gentle and seductive.

Qiao Wangshu was really sleepy, but his attitude softened significantly: "I really don't want to eat."

Seeing that she didn't open her eyes while talking, Mo Beichen thought that she must be very sleepy, so he didn't force her: "Then you should sleep a little longer."

As he said this, he kissed Qiao Wangshu on the forehead.

I don’t know if Qiao Wangshu heard it or not, he didn’t even lift an eyelid.

Go to work.

The employees of Qiao's Group all saw Mr. Mo coming down from Mr. Qiao's office upstairs. The clothes he was wearing were not the same as yesterday, and the kisses and scratches on his neck were very fresh.

So, Mr. San and Mr. Qiao were at the group last night, in Mr. Qiao’s office...

OMG!

Mo Beichen was in high spirits and let everyone look at him.

The news quickly spread throughout the group.

"The Third Master slept in CEO Qiao's office last night. His neck is covered with scratches and kisses. It must have been intense!"

"It's so early in the morning, it's like slaughtering a dog!"

"Everyone says that the Third Master is in poor health, but I don't think so."

"The office is paly, the city knows how to have fun!"

"They are a legal couple, it's normal."

"..."

Qiao Wangshu was sleeping soundly.

I didn't get up until half past ten in the morning.

Chang Anyu was shocked when he saw her condition: "Qiao, Mr. Qiao...are you okay?"

Qiao Wangshu glanced at her listlessly, his throat dry and sore: "Still alive!"

Chang An wanted to say something but stopped.

Didn’t they say that Mr. Mo San was in poor health?

It also……

It doesn't look bad.

Mr. Qiao is almost squeezed dry!

After Chang Anyu became Qiao Wangshu's assistant, she always felt that Qiao was a strong woman with a strong sense of career. She was also resourceful and courageous, and she was her idol. Even though there was such a commotion online before, Qiao's mentality was still very stable. Even though she was scolded so harshly online, Qiao never neglected her work in the group. You can imagine how energetic she is.

This time, the Third Master made things so difficult for me.

Mr. Mo Sanye's physical strength is too exaggerated!

No wonder the domineering CEO novels all have lines like "did it all night", "did it until fainted", "did it until I had to go to the hospital" and so on...

I thought the novel was just a novel, but it turns out to be realism!

Qiao Wangshu pressed his brows tiredly: "Put the document down, I'll take a look at it slowly."

"Okay, Mr. Qiao."

Chang Anyu put down the documents and went out.

Not long after.

He came back with a cup of Sterculia lychnophora and put it on Qiao Wangshu's desk: "Mr. Qiao, have a drink of this. It's good for your throat."

Qiao Wangshu smiled at her: "Thank you."

Chang Anyu smiled shyly and walked out.

noon.

Mo Beichen came to Qiao Group again with a lunch box.

He got up early, had breakfast, and went to Mo's.

I made a special phone call to arrange for my family to prepare lunch for Qiao Wangshu.

Stewed a nourishing soup.

Seeing him come in with a lunch box, Qiao Wangshu immediately turned his face away from him, feeling angry.

Mo Beichen knew how much he had gone too far last night, so he coaxed her gently and patiently served her lunch, feeding her mouthful by mouthful.

All the anger in Qiao Wangshu's heart disappeared after the meal.

The big devil, with that dignified and handsome face, always smiling and serving carefully, who could stand it?

In this huge capital, who would dare to turn his face away like this? And who would he be so considerate to?

Moreover, considering his emotional intelligence, achieving this is already an extraordinary performance.

The young couple quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

It’s not a matter of principle, Qiao Wangshu thinks it’s fine as long as it’s good enough.

Coaxed the wife.

Mo Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.

He was busy for the whole morning and took care of all the matters of the consortium.

I originally wanted to accompany my wife to work and wait for her to get off work together.

But Qiao Wangshu is busy.

There was no time to talk to him.

Mo Beichen simply went to Qiao's house first, preparing to make some delicious food for her himself.

Qiao Wangshu overcame his fatigue and body aches and tried his best to arrange the important things in advance.

It's time to get off work.

She immediately packed up and went home.

There is never an end to work.

Mo Beichen spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen, originally wanting to cook a few dishes to please his wife, but in the end, almost all of his dishes were bad. Only one dish, Codonopsis pilosula and black chicken soup, was good, which he learned from He Ma.

Mother He watched the whole process, and from the way her son-in-law cooked, she knew that he was a pampered man. She didn't dare to relax for a minute, for fear that her son-in-law would blow up the kitchen.

The Codonopsis and Black Chicken Soup was stewed for more than three hours.

It is an excellent tonic for women.

At dinner.

Qiao Wangshu drank a large bowl of it out of respect.

It tastes really good.

Lying in bed at night.

Qiao Wangshu was so sleepy that he kept yawning and just wanted to sleep.

Mo Beichen hugged her, thinking about his own plans: "Shushu, did you get the physical examination report?"

Qiao Wangshu nodded: "Yeah."

Mo Beichen kissed her face and asked expectantly, "When are we going to have the wedding?"

Qiao Wangshu thought for a moment and said, "Wedding? Let's wait until this weekend. Let's go to Qingyan Temple in the suburbs. I heard from An Ning that Master Zhiquan of Qingyan Temple has practiced for many years and is highly respected. Let's go and add some incense and ask Master Zhiquan to help us calculate an auspicious date. Once the date is set, we can start preparing."

Although An Ning and Mo Beizhou returned to Country M, Qiao Wangshu and An Ning never lost contact.

The two of them have a lot in common.

An Ning drew many traditional Chinese style patterns for Qiao Wangshu.

Qiao Wangshu took some time out of his busy schedule to use the drawings to make designs, produce finished products, and mail several of them to An Ning across borders.

After getting her promise, Mo Beichen was very happy: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Qiao Wangshu was too tired to talk anymore: "Go to sleep, Chen. I'm so sleepy."

"Well, sleep."