Su Yiren slammed on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road.

Mo Jingchuan turned on the interior lights and handed the jewelry box to her. She saw a delicate and beautiful pinky ring in the red velvet box, and the diamond surface shone with a mysterious brilliance under the light.

"The jewelry you wore at home is still there, but it was two years ago. I was afraid that you would not accept a ring that is too formal, so I chose this more fashionable pinky ring."

Mo Jingchuan explained while looking at her nervously, "Yiren, let me put it on you?"

Su Yiren stared at the pinky ring, and there was a hint of sourness in the corners of her eyes.

When has he ever treated her so carefully?

It was just a pinky ring, but he showed a pious attitude that he had never shown before when they got married, and asked her opinion carefully, fearing that she would refuse.

This kind of Mo Jingchuan really made her feel strange, but it tempted her to get closer to him step by step.

"Yiren, is it okay?"

Mo Jingchuan took out the pinky ring and looked at her eagerly with narrow eyes. Su Yiren closed her eyes and finally handed her right hand holding the steering wheel to him.

For the time being, just believe him this time.

"Thank you for your trust!"

Mo Jingchuan couldn't help himself, and he put the pinky ring on her pinky finger reverently and solemnly. Su Yiren looked at the ring in the dim light of the car, "The style is quite exquisite, and the size is just right?"

"I touch your hand every day, and I don't touch it randomly."

Mo Jingchuan was very proud.

He played with Yiren's fingers whenever he had nothing to do. If he couldn't even feel the size of the pinky ring, then he could abdicate.

"So you have some tricks in your mind?"

Su Yiren glared at him, but she didn't really mean to blame him.

Mo Jingchuan saw the opportunity and took out a red velvet box from his pocket. "Well, when I bought you a pinky ring, they insisted on giving me a gift. You don't mind if I wear it, do you?" "

I believe you."

Su Yiren glared. This person was bullying her because he didn't know that pinky rings come in pairs, right?

"Hehe, they really insisted on giving it to me. They were so enthusiastic that I couldn't refuse even if I wanted to."

Mo Jingchuan quickly took out the pinky ring and was about to put it on his pinky finger, but before the ring was put on, he heard Su Yiren shout, "Wait!"

Mo Jingchuan paused in putting on the ring.

He raised his head, his narrow and long eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness, his thin watery lips were slightly open, he wanted to say something but didn't say it, he looked pitiful and helpless.

He forced a smile, "Well, if you don't like it, then I won't wear it."

He was already very satisfied to be able to put the pinky ring on her finger with his own hands.

His, he, he won't wear it.

Thinking so in his heart, Mo Jingchuan retracted his hand and prepared to put the pinky ring back on, but heard Su Yiren sigh softly, "Are you stupid?"

"Ah?"

"How can you wear a pinky ring by yourself."

Su Yiren sighed, took the pinky ring resignedly, and held his broad and warm palm again, carefully putting the couple's pinky ring on his thin, white and slender pinky finger, "If you dare to let me down again, I will break your finger."

"No, I will never let you down again..."

Mo Jingchuan couldn't hide his sobs.

He couldn't help but hold her tightly in his arms, buried his head in her shoulders and choked up, "I'm sorry, and thank you..."

I'm sorry, he had let her down before.

Thank you for choosing to believe in him again after being let down by him.

"Don't be too excited."

Su Yiren hid her mixed feelings and said fiercely, "If you want a future, it depends on your performance."

If he relapsed, she would kick him anyway.

"Got it!"

Mo Jingchuan responded loudly, lowered his eyes to look at the cute and fierce girl in his arms, and couldn't help but move closer to her, "Yiren, I..."

With a smack, he successfully kissed...Su Yiren's palm.

Su Yiren was tickled by the stubble and laughed.

Mo Jingchuan hugged her and was reluctant to let go, and said angrily, "I want a kiss, I want a kiss!"

An embrace without a kiss is soulless!

"Oh, be quiet!"

Su Yiren leaned back subconsciously, trying to avoid his attack, but Mo Jingchuan just raised his head, and by coincidence, his thin blue lips were firmly imprinted on her soft lips.

Both of them widened their eyes.

Noticing that the person in his arms wanted to struggle, Mo Jingchuan closed his eyes, made up his mind, hugged the person in his arms tightly and accelerated the attack. He had already kissed her, so don't even think about letting go of the beautiful girl in his arms!

He came with an unstoppable offensive, and the beautiful girl in his arms retreated step by step, until she was finally as soft as spring water, allowing him to ravage her.

After a long time, Mo Jingchuan reluctantly let her go.

He looked at Su Yiren, who was breathing softly, with tender eyes, and tidied her messy hair around her temples with pity, "Your physical strength is a little better than before."

"You still say?"

Su Yiren blushed and rolled her eyes at him.

"To be honest," Mo Jingchuan laughed softly, "you didn't even have the strength to stand after a round like this before."

She was the pampered Mrs. Mo in those years, and she didn't exercise, so it was understandable that her physical strength was a little poor. She has been wandering outside for the past two years, and she must have exercised a lot, so her physical strength has improved.

Poor darling of his, she has suffered a lot outside for two years, so he must make good to her.