Chapter 47 Give My Wife a Bouquet of Roses
"Then just lie down quietly and stop tossing and turning." Yu Qing'er said, "Otherwise I won't be able to sleep either."
Mo Hongshen agreed.
Although there was no more kissing, touching or hugging, and it seemed that there were no more "disturbances", Yu Qing'er still couldn't fall asleep. The reason was that Mo Hong's deep breathing beside her was very obvious, which was not the rhythm of falling asleep.
There was such a big living person next to her, and the resentment he exuded was simply impossible to ignore. Yu Qing'er had a headache. Did she really have to watch him live like this for a whole night until sleepiness came?
Yu Qing'er is not a pure person. She understands everything she should understand. She even says shamelessly that she thinks she understands even more than Mo Hongshen.
So she knew that such patience would not be tolerated.
Fighting a bloody battle is impossible, this is the bottom line, and she absolutely believes that Mo Hongshen cannot do it. Is there no other solution?
Obviously, the answer is yes.
In the silent darkness, Yu Qing'er closed her eyes and resigned herself to reaching out her hand. As soon as it touched Mo Hongshen's skin, the other party shuddered, and then his somewhat helpless voice sounded.
"Wife, please take your hand away."
"I can't bear it anymore. If you continue like this... do you want to kill me?"
Yu Qing'er: "..."
Who wants to kill whom? She just wants to sleep. Staying up late like this will be fatal.
"Can you sleep if I don't touch you?" Yu Qing'er asked. Her voice was a little cold, and if you listened carefully, it was a little trembling. It was all because of the movements of her hands.
Mo Hongshen: "..."
Obviously it is difficult.
So he stopped talking and let Yu Qing'er's hands do whatever they wanted. Although the whole process was very "difficult", the result seemed to be good. At least Mo Hongshen's temperature was not so hot anymore.
This solution cannot be said to be perfect, but to some extent it is a relief for Mo Hongshen. Facing Yu Qing'er who is having her period, he is very satisfied to be able to do this.
"Wife, you are so cute." Satisfied, Mo Hongshen moved closer to Yu Qing'er.
Just know how to talk and act cute...
"Get out of the way," Yu Qing'er pretended to be disgusted, turned on the light, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. "It's so annoying. My hands are all sticky."
Mo Hongshen lay on the bed, looking at his wife's ears which were red as if dripping with blood, and a sigh of satisfaction came from his throat.
Hey, when will this relative of mine be able to pass away?
After washing his hands, Mo Hongshen immediately hugged Yu Qing'er in his arms and took the initiative to assure her, "I'm really obedient. I will definitely fall asleep quickly this time."
Yu Qing'er didn't say anything more, but she always felt something was wrong, as if her hands were not washed clean, and there was an ambiguous smell in the air.
It’s so annoying!
She even had a dark thought in her heart, wondering if there was some so-called "magic medicine" that could make men less energetic after taking it. Then, no matter how expensive it was, she would buy it and feed it to Mo Hongshen!
Even if it could be more restrained.
No, Yu Qing'er suddenly remembered, shouldn't men start to go downhill at the age of 25? Mo Hongshen is almost 30 years old, why hasn't he started to go downhill yet?
What if this is his downhill road... Yu Qing'er shuddered all over, feeling very lucky at this moment, that she didn't meet Mo Hongshen before he was 25 years old.
It’s not right to think this way. When Mo Hongshen was 25, she was only... 21 years old. Uh, she seemed to be able to do that. So it was right that she didn’t meet him, otherwise she would be even more miserable!
It's only a few days away, and she will need to replenish her kidneys, right?
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