Limited Time Hidden Marriage

  Chapter 545 Boyfriend's power is overwhelming

But when she explained such a long period of time, Mo not only didn't understand it, but also unhappy. "You only need to be with me at ease. There is no need to think about so many things. Just leave these things to me to consider and solve. "

  Although her boyfriend's strength is overwhelming, Wen Churan, who has her own abacus in her heart, still cannot easily agree.

  She flopped in the man’s arms and acted like a baby, "You just listen to me once! Will you announce it later? I think so much, and it’s for our good!"

  Facts have proved that every time Wen Churan acted like a baby, Mo couldn't stand it in his prime.

  As if she wanted a star in the sky, he would pick one for her without hesitation.

  If he firmly vetoed the words, he just rushed to his throat, but it turned into a question, "I will announce it later?"

  Wen Churan was fiddled with his little head.

  After a moment of silence, the man seemed to sigh in the dark, "Well, then I will announce it later."

  Success!

  Wen Churan smirked, rubbing his head affectionately against the man's chest.

  After a while, she raised her head and looked at the deep silhouette of the man hidden in the dark, not sure if he was asleep, but still couldn’t help asking, "Do you always know what Yaheng did?"

   "Yeah." The man's voice was sober, and he responded, "After all, he is the younger brother, so he only verbally warned twice."

   "Then...you brought the guard to arrest him this time, is it because of me?" Wen Churan asked expectantly.

  Mo was suddenly silent in his prime. In the silent night, it was easy to distinguish the disorder of his breathing.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said in an awkward voice. "Well, I warned you at first to keep you away from Yaheng, but I didn't expect you to be so disobedient. When I saw the note you put in the bedroom, I just Knowing that Yaheng is about to attack you, I was anxious for a while, so I took the guards."

   Listening to the man’s slow narration, Wen Churan only felt that his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

  The next day, when Wen Churan woke up, she found the man sitting on the sofa.

  He has gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, one hand against his forehead, one hand holding a book, his legs overlap, his sitting posture is elegant, but he adds a bit of laziness.

  The side face shrouded in the sun, with deep contours, erect features, drooping eyebrows, and narrow eyes.

  Long and curled eyelashes jumping like golden dust of sunlight.

  The fluffy hair is swaying with the wind, like a cat dozing off.

  Pure, transparent, looming.

  Like a **** descending from the sky, without a trace of dust.

  In an instant, the burst of light burst out, making people unable to look closely.

  Wen Churan looked madly for a long time.

  Until the man said, "Does it look good?"

  She regained her senses, she almost choked on her own saliva, and slowly got out of the bed. "That...it's getting late, won't you go back to your bedroom?"

  Mo buckled the book upside down on his thigh when he was in prime, raised his head, and looked at her with eyes hidden in the warm sun.

   "Can't go back temporarily."

   "Huh?" Wen Churan was dazed for a moment.

  He explained, “There are cleaning servants everywhere outside, as well as the Sheng Zhixun and Gu Nanpei. If I go out, I might meet them at any time.”

  "What should I do?"

  Motor held his chin in his prime, thinking carefully, "Why don't you go out first to lure them away?"

  "..."

  Away them?

  Wen Churan inexplicably has an illusion of fighting ghosts in a real war.

  At this moment, the door of the room was knocked suddenly.

  (End of this chapter)