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

Last night, after An Ning accompanied Mo Beizhou home, she personally cooked a nutritious dinner for Mo Beizhou. Because he had a wound on his face, they went to bed early. An Ning got up early and cooked breakfast for him.

After the two of them had breakfast together.

Mo Beizhou went to work.

An Ning returned to the An family.

After Mo Beizhou got off work, he didn't know if An Ning was still at his house, so he sent a WeChat message to An Ning: [Ning'er, are you home? I'll pick you up? Come to my house in the evening?]

An Ning: [Don’t pick me up, I have something to do]

Mo Beizhou: [Oh]

Although it was just a text message, An Ning could sense the unhappiness of a certain little curly-haired kid.

My wife refused on the pretext that she had something to do.

The little curly-haired boy returned home sadly with his head hung and a bruised face.

open the door.

While standing at the entrance changing his shoes, he smelled the familiar aroma of food.

It’s Ning’er’s craft.

Little Curly quickly changed his shoes, took off his warm down jacket and hung it on one side, then hurried into the house.

An Ning was cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron.

His discouragement suddenly disappeared, and like a happy little puppy, he hugged her from behind, clinging to her to death: "Wife, why didn't you tell me you were here? I thought you weren't coming back tonight."

An Ning kept moving her hands and asked, "Are you happy?"

Little Curly nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I'm happy."

An Ning smiled and said, "Just be happy. I wanted to give you a surprise, so I didn't tell you. I went home to pack my things during the day. We are already engaged, and I've told my parents that I will move in with you in the future."

"Really?" The little curly-haired boy was so happy that he buried his head in her neck and pushed hard: "Wife, wife..."

"Alright, alright." An Ning was so itchy from being rubbed by him: "Hurry up and wash your hands. It's time to eat."

"Yeah." Mo Beizhou responded, washed his hands, and then took the dishes and chopsticks.

Had dinner.

The two of them curled up on the sofa and watched a movie, just like they did when they lived together.

Then Curly carried his wife back to the bedroom.

I don't even want to wait for shower time.

I put her on the bed and kissed her.

An Ning struggled: "Wait a minute..."

"What's wrong?" Mo Beizhou became emotional, his voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were red, he kissed her eyebrows and refused to stop.

An Ning's breath was hot and her heart was beating fast. She was obviously moved by him, but she still had a trace of rationality: "Your injury hasn't healed yet. Wait a few days."

"It's okay." Mo Beizhou impatiently unbuttoned her clothes: "It's just a superficial wound, honey, give it to me..."

An Ning pushed his chest but couldn't move it: "Be careful!"

Mo Beizhou grabbed her wrists and pushed them upwards, over her head, and lowered her head from his neck down...

His movements became more intense.

An Ning moved her wrist that was tightly held by him: "Beizhou, you...you pressed the bracelet and it hurt my hand."

"Ah? Oh." Mo Beizhou panted heavily, suddenly let go of her wrist, took her little hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it: "Wife, I didn't mean it, does it hurt?"

An Ning nodded: "A little bit."

Mo Beizhou kissed her hand again: "Ning'er, this bracelet looks so good on you. Your hands are so small and delicate..."

He held her hand and flattered her.

An Ning hooked her arm around his neck and said, "You are becoming more and more slick-tongued."

Mo Beizhou stared deeply into her eyes: "Don't you like it?"

His expression at this moment was so cute and obedient, as if he would cry out of grievance if An Ning dared to say that he didn't like it.

An Ning couldn't do anything about him, so she leaned over and kissed him: "I like it, are you coming?"

"Come."

Mo Beizhou responded hastily. He couldn't help it any longer...

The night of the engagement party.

There is no small umbrella at home.

Mo Beizhou went to buy a few boxes later.

People always have a lucky mentality. They have never stepped over the line, so they will be extra cautious and dare not be careless. Once they really step over it, they always feel that it is not a big deal.

The two of them went from the bedroom to the bathroom.

At first, Mo Beizhou was still thinking about taking measures.

Entered the bathroom.

The atmosphere is getting lively.

Everything is forgotten.

If it were in the past, An Ning would have made him take meticulous measures, but now, An Ning just let him do whatever he wants.

Mo Beizhou is capable of making trouble.

An Ning was always indulgent.

It's only a matter of time before someone gets killed!

……

Li Tingchuan got off work very late tonight.

Openly declare war on grandma.

There were too many things that needed his attention urgently.

After he left the group, he called Shen Ruoyan.

Knowing that Shen Ruoyan would not be staying at the company today, he went to Shen Ruoyan's apartment.

The relationship between Shen Ruoyan and him is still unclear.

Li Tingchuan and Ye Shuqing have not officially divorced yet.

Strictly speaking, Shen Ruoyan can now only be regarded as a mistress who cannot be seen in public, or even a mistress.

Li Tingchuan didn't touch her tonight.

She looked like she was covered in thorns.

Every time, he felt like a thousand arrows pierced his heart.

He didn't want to force her on anything anymore.

He didn't shower last night. He was a germaphobe and couldn't stand it. The wound on his back didn't break the skin and bleed, but it was the solid wooden crutch that hurt him badly, leaving several crisscrossing purple marks. When he was washed by warm water in the shower, the pain made Li Tingchuan sweat coldly.

I finally took a shower and changed into a bathrobe.

Shen Ruoyan on the bed had closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Li Tingchuan didn't know whether she was really asleep or not. He gently lifted the quilt, got on the bed, and held her in his arms.

It was clear that his Yanyan was lying in his arms.

But somehow, he always felt that the distance between them seemed to be getting farther and farther.

Three days passed in a flash.

Li Tingchuan went to the Li family's old house again.

It was still about breaking off the engagement with Ye Shuqing.

Madam Li brewed tea and sipped it calmly, her words stinging: "Isn't your CEO Li very powerful? Why do you need to ask me for my opinion?"

Li Tingchuan stood respectfully to one side and said, "Grandma, the engagement between the two families was decided by you and Grandpa. If we want to cancel the engagement now, it would be more appropriate for you and Grandpa to do it. If I do it, I'm afraid the relationship between the two families will become even more strained."

Madam Li put down her teacup and snorted coldly, "You've already beaten someone, are you afraid of making things worse? You came to ask for my opinion, but I've already said it before. I don't agree with you breaking off the engagement with the Ye family. Whether you listen to my opinion or not is up to you."

Madam Li knew that she could not influence Li Tingchuan's decision this time. But it was impossible for her to admit defeat. Even if the cancellation of the engagement was irreversible, she had to show her attitude. Otherwise, she would give in step by step. From now on, she would not be able to interfere with Li Tingchuan's actions.

After all.

Madam Li is competing with Li Tingchuan!

From the beginning to the end, she wanted to completely control his life!

Li Tingchuan had already made two plans: "If that's the case, then I'll make the decision myself."

The words fell.

Li Tingchuan bowed, turned and left.

Although he appears respectful on the surface, his attitude is extremely tough.