Seeing his son's provocation, Mo Jingchen's face darkened even more.
Just as he was about to rush forward to snatch his wife back, he heard his son say again, "Mom, let's hurry up and go. Xingxing is so sleepy and wants to keep sleeping."
"Okay, let's hurry up and go."
The mother and son quickly returned to Mo Yuchu's bedroom, leaving Mo Jingchen alone at the study door, his face dark and bewildered.
He stared at the door of Mo Yuchu's bedroom, his gaze seemingly capable of burning through the door panel.
A few minutes later, Mo Jingchen sighed, resigned himself to his fate, and went back to the bedroom. He leaned against the headboard, flipping through a magazine while waiting for his wife to return.
The clock on the wall pointed to 11:40, but the person next to me still hadn't returned.
Mo Jingchen frowned, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.
He was going to go and see what tricks this rascal was up to this time!
Gently opening the door to Mo Yuchu's bedroom, one sees him lying in his wife's arms, listening to An Yiruo tell him a story.
She looked very well-behaved, but the more Mo Jingchen looked at her, the more irritating she became.
“Honey, Xingxing isn’t asleep yet, why don’t you go to sleep first?” An Yiruo said to Mo Jingchen as he walked in from the doorway.
"Dad, you go to sleep first. Mom is mine tonight, and I want to hear her tell me a story," Mo Yuchu said proudly, tilting her head back and looking at him with a defiant gaze.
But who is Mo Jingchen? He's the president of the prestigious Mo Group. He's seen it all and handled all kinds of interpersonal relationships.
When will I be able to bow down to others?
Mo Jingchen followed his heart, walked to the window, and picked up An Yiruo, who was leaning against the bed.
An Yiruo's body was instantly lifted into the air, and Xingxing also broke free from her mother's embrace, looking at her father with a resentful expression.
"Mo Yuchu, you are a boy. Boys need to learn to be independent and strong."
Besides, you're all grown up now. You should learn to protect your mother instead of pestering her to tell you stories.
Mom is tired and needs to rest. You go to sleep by yourself!
After saying this, Mo Jingchen carried An Yiruo and left Mo Yuchu's room.
"Husband...is this...not a bit much?" An Yiruo, nestled in Mo Jingchen's arms, looked at his face.
"What's wrong with that? He's already taken you all night!"
“It’s not a whole night, it’s just an hour and a half. Besides, you’re jealous of your son? My husband is so cute.” An Yiruo reached out and pinched Mo Jingchen’s cheek.
Men really do become more childlike as they get older.
This was the first time An Yiruo had ever seen a father who was jealous of his own son.
Mo Jingchen stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowed as he looked down at the woman in his arms, expressing his displeasure.
"Okay, I misspoke, I apologize."
"That's more like it."
After carrying An Yiruo back to the bedroom, he didn't put her back on the bed, but went straight into the bathroom.
"Huh? Why did you bring me to the bathroom?"
"Coming to the bathroom, of course, is for taking a bath."
"But I was taking a shower... what are you doing coming in?"
"It saves time when two people wash together."
As they spoke, Mo Jingchen placed An Yiruo on the bathroom sink and began to unbutton her clothes one button at a time... before starting to undress himself.
After so many years of marriage, if An Yiruo still doesn't understand what the man in front of her wants to do, then she has lived her life in vain!
"Honey~ Am I pretty?" An Yiruo asked softly, with a hint of coquettishness, as she naturally wrapped her arms around Mo Jingchen's neck and looked into his eyes.
"Wife, are you... seducing me?" Mo Jingchen's lips curled into a wicked smile as he stared at An Yiruo with great interest.
"My husband doesn't like it?"
"I love it. I love it so much!" At this moment, Mo Jingchen placed his hand on An Yiruo's waist, then gently pulled her into his arms, bringing them even closer together.
Looking at the alluring An Yiruo, Mo Jingchen couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips.
After the deep kiss, An Yiruo's face was slightly flushed, and she said breathlessly, "Shall we take a shower first?"
Mo Jingchen nodded, then picked up An Yiruo from the sink.
An Yiruo cooperated by wrapping her legs around his waist. Mo Jingchen supported her with one hand, worried that she would fall, and used the other hand to drain the water.
After testing the water temperature and finding it suitable, I gently placed An Yiruo into the bathtub, and then followed her in.
In the bathroom, water overflowed from the bathtub, and the steam created an atmosphere as if one were in a fairyland.
The people in the bathtub were even more reluctant to part at this moment...
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of running water stopped. Mo Jingchen dried An Yiruo's body, wrapped her in a bath towel, carried her out, and then dried her hair.
An Yiruo, who was already fair-skinned, had just experienced... At this moment, her skin was fair and rosy, like a peeled egg, smooth and soft.
It looked so tempting that you couldn't help but want to take a bite, and that's what Mo Jingchen thought, and that's exactly what he did...
That night, Mo Jingchen seemed tireless, taking her again and again...
That night, An Yiruo fell from the clouds to the bottom, and then rose from the bottom to the clouds again...
"Yi Ruo, did you overindulge last night? You look so listless," Zhang Yuanyuan teased her as she took a sip of coffee in the office.
Stop teasing me!
"No way, is President Mo that strong?" Zhang Yuanyuan looked at her with a mischievous smile, put down her coffee cup, and ran to her side with a curious look in her eyes, wanting to hear what happened next.
“Yuanyuan, I’ve noticed you seem to have a lot of free time. Should I consider giving you some more work?”
As soon as An Yiruo finished speaking, Zhang Yuanyuan hurriedly waved her hand to refuse: "Yiruo, my dear President An, I'm already so busy that I don't even have time to rest. If I increase my workload, I won't even be able to remember what my daughter looks like."
"Then how do you still have time to tease me?" An Yiruo sat in the chair, propping her head up with one hand, looking at her with a slightly appraising gaze.
"Absorbing some gossip in your spare time can improve work efficiency."
However... I'm not exactly a gossip enthusiast. Gossip definitely doesn't make me as happy as work.
"So, Ms. An, I won't bother you any longer. I'll focus on my work and strive to make Onirocritie a global phenomenon as soon as possible." Zhang Yuanyuan gave An Yiruo a thumbs-up, then grabbed her half-finished coffee and scurried out of An Yiruo's office.
Back in her office, Zhang Yuanyuan patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "That was close! I'm such a sweet little rabbit, but after spending so much time with Mo Jingchen, that big bad wolf, I've turned into a man-eating wolf too! Luckily, I ran fast."
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