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

Mo Beichen's bony fingers gently stroked the bright full moon. His movements were extremely slow, as if he was afraid that he would damage it if he used too much force. His cold white skin looked slightly softer under the warm light, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was enough to captivate everyone.

I was surprised for a while.

He placed the hot water bottle on the bedside table on the other side, then pinched Qiao Wangshu's chin, leaned over and pecked him: "Shushu, am I not romantic at all? I didn't prepare any gifts for you."

In the more than one year since they got engaged, Mo Beichen had indeed not specially prepared any gifts for Qiao Wangshu. But Qiao Wangshu's wardrobe was always updated with new styles of the season, all kinds of shoes, bags and jewelry. He gave her so many things that he didn't even think they were gifts.

He thought that was what he should do as a fiancé.

Isn’t this romantic enough?

It's not that he doesn't understand romance.

But they are romantic without knowing it.

Qiao Wangshu smiled, hooked her arms around his neck, her beautiful eyes reflecting the light, shining brightly: "Achen, you are my best gift."

Mo Beichen's heart was hit hard.

She said he was her best gift.

It's a gift.

Not a bondage.

Mo Beichen pressed his lips against Qiao Wangshu's, his low and hoarse voice somewhat vague: "Shushu, I love you..."

This was the first time he said "I love you".

The moment the words came out of his mouth, his handsome face and ears turned red.

The tail of the eye is also dyed red.

Pure and pious.

Qiao Wangshu was confused for a moment.

For someone who usually cannot express his emotions, saying these three words so bluntly, the feeling of palpitations and confusion was unprecedented.

Qiao Wangshu kissed him.

Lips and teeth tangled.

Mo Beichen pinched her waist, and somehow they both rolled to the middle of the big bed.

A passionate kiss.

The buttons of the devil's pajamas were torn apart by Qiao Wangshu. When Qiao Wangshu was reborn, he was so thin that he almost lost his appearance. He was still handsome, but too thin. But now, he has been raised by her to be radiant. The buttons were broken, and the collarbone at the neckline was faintly visible, which aroused endless reverie. His chest muscles were firm but not exaggerated, and all the way down, you could faintly see the perfect outline of his abdominal muscles...

Qiao Wangshu blushed and looked dazed by the beauty in front of him.

He was hanging nearby.

He pinched her waist with both hands.

Within easy reach.

The breath of inhalation and exhalation came down in waves.

This made Qiao Wangshu even more confused...

Mo Beichen has a unique ability. Without saying a word, he can just stare at you intently with his deep eyes, which can make you lose your mind, lose your rationality, and walk on the edge of danger at any time.

Qiao Wangshu's expression became increasingly distracted.

Someone leaned over and pressed down.

He let go of her red lips that had been kissed, and buried his big head in her neck instead.

A lot of kisses.

Like the all-encompassing spring rain.

Neither hurried nor slow, smooth and silent, yet lingering and constantly teasing, making it impossible to resist.

Qiao Wangshu felt limp all over.

Simultaneously.

A little brother who felt someone's enthusiasm.

as well as……

A slightly cool hand reached into the corner of pajamas.

After winter.

Qiao Wangshu felt more clearly the difference in Mo Beichen's physique.

She seldom catches a cold throughout the year.

This guy is different. He will catch a cold and have a fever if he is exposed to a little cold wind.

Therefore, Qiao Wangshu has never dared to try some things, for fear that some fragile devil might get excited and cause trouble.

That scene...

She really didn't have the face to see Dr. Pei.

The atmosphere is great tonight.

The big devil kept making trouble in her neck, and then he put his mouth close to her ear, panting unbearably, his voice becoming even hoarse: "Shushu, I feel so uncomfortable, I really want to..."

Qiao Wangshu wanted to help him, but was afraid that he would catch a cold: "Your health is so bad, it's so late..."

Before she finished speaking, the Great Devil interrupted her with a wronged tone: "Just once, I won't get sick."

Qiao Wangshu was unmoved: "You said you can't do it?"

The big devil gave up and said, "I am willing to get sick."

Qiao Wangshu's forehead was full of black lines.

A line of poetry suddenly came to my mind: "To die under the peony flowers, even as a ghost, one can still be romantic."

This guy is really...

Seeing that Qiao Wangshu didn't respond, the big devil turned into a little milk dog in an instant, and annoyed him to death: "Shushu, just once, Shushu, it's uncomfortable, you haven't done it to me for a long time, Shushu, wife..."

He was too much of a bother.

Even my wife was called.

The tone of her voice was like that of a neglected concubine, complaining that Qiao Wangshu had not called her for a long time.

Perhaps because he was shy, he seldom called her wife.

Every time she shouted, her heart would tremble.

Qiao Wangshu couldn't stand him like this.

Come to think of it, it’s been a long time since I helped him do anything.

Finally helped him out.

Someone will be bright if given a little sunshine, but will start to be annoying if you get too much.

Qiao Wangshu's face turned black: "If you don't sleep, go back to your room."

The big devil became obedient, hugged her and lay down in the quilt, not daring to make trouble anymore.

the next day.

The big devil took his precious hot water bottle to work at the consortium.

The room was clearly warm and the temperature was constant.

But he had a thin blanket bought by Qiao Wangshu covering his legs, a thermos cup prepared by Qiao Wangshu beside him, wolfberries soaked in boiling water, and a hot water bottle with satin embroidered by Qiao Wangshu himself in his arms...

Show off wherever you go.

I wish the whole world knew that he has a loving wife!

As the old saying goes, "Everything goes to extremes and extreme happiness leads to sorrow."

The big devil has been living a very comfortable life in recent months.

It’s different when you have a wife to dote on you.

I am in a very good mood every day.

however……

It’s just a few days after New Year’s Day.

Qiao Wangshu used his ultimate move!

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly that day, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter day.

When Mo Beichen came back from get off work, Qiao Wangshu had already prepared dinner.

She cooks occasionally.

These are all Mo Beichen’s favorites.

As soon as he got home, there was a hot meal prepared by his wife. All the fatigue of the whole day was swept away. He went into the kitchen, washed his hands and helped serve the dishes.

After dinner.

Qiao Wangshu pulled him back to the room early.

It's too cold to go walking outside.

Mo Beichen let her drag him and sat down on the small sofa in her bedroom.

Qiao Wangshu held his hand and said solemnly: "Achen, there are two things I want to discuss with you."

Mo Beichen said "hmm".

I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.

Qiao Wangshu said the first thing first: "I have been learning self-defense for a while, and Wen Lan and Wen Zhu are both good at it. I asked them today if they only coach people and don't do other things. They said that if the pay is right, they will also take bodyguards or long-term personal bodyguards. I thought, they are so good at it, and they have taught me for such a long time, and I have feelings for them. I want to sign a long-term contract with them to be my personal bodyguards. Do you think it's okay?"

Mo Beichen's face suddenly darkened.

I already guessed what the second thing she wanted to say was.

Seeing that he had a dark face and didn't say anything, Qiao Wangshu said stubbornly, "They have already agreed. I just wanted to tell you. If you think it's feasible, I will sign a contract with them tomorrow."

"And then?" Mo Beichen's voice was extremely cold, his sharp eyes fixed on her face, as if he had seen through her.