"Ah Chen?"

Yun Qingluo sounded somewhat surprised.

Why are you up so early today?

You're back as soon as it gets dark outside?

She usually doesn't come back until midnight, by which time she's already asleep.

I only felt a vague sensation of being pulled into someone's arms.

When she woke up, Mo Beichen had already left.

She felt like Mo Beichen had turned into a fairy godmother.

Upon finding Yun Qingluo behind Mo Beichen's door, his eyes immediately softened, his expression filled with his usual doting affection.

She walked quickly to Yun Qingluo, reached out and helped her up from the cushion, her tone becoming increasingly gentle, "I missed you, so I came back."

"Oh my, I missed you, so I came back. It's so bittersweet."

Xiao, always eager for a good show, imitated Mo Beichen's tone within the system.

Yun Qingluo gritted her teeth in anger and, with a heavy heart, switched off the screen signal unilaterally.

"Why isn't Luo Luo saying anything?" Mo Beichen pulled Yun Qingluo into his arms and sat down in a chair.

Yun Qingluo sat on Mo Beichen's lap, her arms wrapped around his waist.

"No, I was just thinking, I haven't seen you for many days either? Why are you so busy? You don't have to attend court, yet you get up so early." This was the first time Yun Qingluo had asked Mo Beichen about what he had been busy with lately.

Mo Beichen carefully examined Yun Qingluo's complexion and expression. Seeing that Yun Qingluo was in good condition, he did not hide what he had done at all.

"The elders of the First Tower arrived in Xuancang Continent a long time ago and have been busy building the First Tower's intelligence network and strongholds recently."

Yun Qingluo's tone was slightly surprised, "All the elders of the First Pavilion have come? What about the other Venerable Lords? Are they on the Sumeru Continent?"

“Wuming and Luo Xiuran have also come to the Xuancang Continent. As for the First Pavilion, Xiao Jue is managing its affairs, which is sufficient,” Mo Beichen replied gently.

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly.

He sent a message to Xiao Jue because the Lord and Elders of the First Pavilion were all there, and they asked him to go to the Cloud and Mist Land to help settle the million-strong Ever-Victorious Army and handle other matters.

If what Ah Chen said is true, he also needs to manage the affairs in the building.

Wouldn't that just increase his workload?

Yun Qingluo suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Mo Beichen lowered his head and kissed Yun Qingluo's earlobe. "Luo Luo, is there something you're hiding from me?"

"No."

"Hmm? Really?" Mo Beichen lowered his head even further and gently bit Yun Qingluo's earlobe.

Yun Qingluo felt the hot breath spraying against her ear, which tickled her a little. She turned her head away from Mo Beichen's breath.

Dissatisfied with Yun Qingluo's evasiveness, Mo Beichen reached out and lifted his wife's head, then lowered his head and precisely found her red lips to kiss her.

Yun Qingluo wanted to avoid it.

But she was held firmly in Mo Beichen's arms and could not escape.

This action even elicited a stronger sucking from Mo Beichen, the movements gentle yet powerful.

Yun Qingluo noticed a hint of desire rising in Mo Beichen's eyes and his breathing becoming heavier, and she was slightly surprised.

Since learning the cruel truth that she was dying, Mo Beichen seemed to have become a different person, and he began to cherish himself immensely.

He handled it with the utmost care and caution, as if he were holding a priceless treasure, afraid that he might accidentally break it.

Even the most ordinary kisses are performed with care, restraint, and caution.

Sometimes, Yun Qingluo couldn't help but have the illusion that time had reversed and she had returned to the time when she had just married Mo Beichen.

At that time, Mo Beichen was just as cautious and prudent.

Every word and every action was so deliberate, restrained, yet also so sensitive and fragile.

Mo Beichen noticed Yun Qingluo's lack of focus and gently bit her lip.

Yun Qingluo felt a sharp pain and came to her senses.

The man's eyes held a hint of dissatisfaction and grievance.

She seemed to be hugged even tighter.

Yun Qingluo felt her breathing become rapid and she couldn't catch her breath. She reached out and pushed Mo Beichen away with more force.

Mo Beichen radiated displeasure. "Luo Luo was distracted just now, and now she's rejecting me?"

He looked just like a big dog that had been abandoned, full of resentment but unwilling to take revenge.

Yun Qingluo curled the corners of her lips and said helplessly, "You're hugging me so tightly, I can't breathe."

Mo Beichen then realized that he had unconsciously tightened his grip on her. At that moment, Yun Qingluo was pressed tightly against his chest, as if she wanted to melt into his body.

He quickly relaxed his grip, and the two of them slightly increased the distance between them.

But Yun Qingluo could still clearly sense that the man was not satisfied.

The fur still wasn't smoothed out.

"Just now I suddenly remembered the days when I first married you, because during that time you always took such good care of me, as if you were afraid that I would be gone if you weren't careful. That anxious look was just like you when we first got married."

She then continued to tell Mo Beichen, "Achen, I'm not a porcelain doll. My life has been saved, my illness is completely cured, my bodily functions are recovering, and my damaged organs are slowly healing."

"Ah Chen, I'm really all better."

Therefore, you don't need to be so careful and cautious.

Upon hearing Yun Qingluo's words, Mo Beichen gently pulled her into his arms again, burying his head deep in the crook of her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I know."

When Yun Qingluo heard Mo Beichen's low voice, she was about to continue comforting him when she felt a dampness on the nape of his neck.

Ah Chen?

She cried?

Yun Qingluo fell silent, wrapped her arms around Mo Beichen's waist, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

Since learning the news, Mo Beichen has remained outwardly calm, revealing no emotion other than anxiety.

He was putting on a brave face, suppressing himself with absolute rationality.

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