That night.
Han Chen did not stay at Century Garden.
He was driven back by Liang Xinyun.
When Han Chen came back, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.
Zhou Mo was falling into a light sleep.
Maybe it was a premonition or she was just too lonely sleeping alone, but the bedside lamp on Zhou Mo's side was emitting a warm light.
Han Chen carefully closed the bedroom door.
I thought the noise was small enough, but such a delicate rustling sound still disturbed Zhou Mo's sweet dream.
She was half asleep, and when she opened her hazy eyes a little, she saw that it was Han Chen, and her pounding heart that had been awakened immediately calmed down.
Han Chen also noticed that she seemed a little frightened.
He tiptoed to the bed and sat on the edge. "Are you awake?"
"Hmm..." Zhou Mo's voice was lazy, with some reluctance and still sound like he was still in a dream.
"Go to sleep," Han Chen was reluctant to disturb her any further. He gently brushed the hair off Zhou Mo's cheek and leaned over to give her a light kiss.
Zhou Mo's cheeks felt numb and itchy, and she scratched them unconsciously.
Han Chen looked at her with a smile, then stood up to wash up. Before he could raise his body, he felt a force suddenly wrapped around his waist.
He lowered his head and saw Zhou Mo's two pale arms wrapped around his waist, as if not letting him leave.
"What's wrong?" Han Chen asked.
"Hold me for a while." Zhou Mo said.
"Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep, you still have work tomorrow." Han Chen felt more distressed for her.
"Hmm..." Zhou Mo expressed his dissatisfaction with a small emotion, "I'm back, but you won't let me hug you for a while. Are you still my husband?"
Han Chen was amused and suddenly had a bad idea. He lowered his body and put his lips to Zhou Mo's ear.
A soft voice and warm breath hit Zhou Mo's ears at the same time.
He said: "It's okay to hug, but I can't guarantee that I won't react."
Zhou Mo's face instantly turned red at his tenderness and enthusiasm. She bit her lip and angrily punched him in the lower back as a punishment.
"I just like to talk nonsense."
"Where's the nonsense?" Han Chen smiled smugly. "It's all the truth. You know how quick I react."
Zhou Mo was so embarrassed and angry by his dirty talk that she waved her fists wildly at him.
Han Chen raised his forearms to block left and right, but Zhou Mo's reaction was not as quick as his, nor as strong as his, so his pink fists hitting him were useless.
On the contrary, this kind of playful feeling makes people happy.
Relying on his own strength, Han Chen immediately grabbed Zhou Mo's swinging wrist and pinned him to the bed.
Zhou Mo's upper body was unable to move, so she suddenly had an idea and used her knee to push Han Chen, trying to make him let go.
Han Chen refused and pressed her down with his knees.
Zhou Mo pretended to yell, "My wrist hurts."
Han Chen saw that she looked painful, and fearing that he had not controlled the situation well and really hurt her, he immediately let her go.
Zhou Mo also took the opportunity to turn over and sit up, kneeling on the bed.
"Does it hurt?" Han Chen immediately pulled her wrist over and rubbed it to check it.
Zhou Mo chuckled, "It doesn't hurt, I was just teasing you."
Han Chen glanced at her helplessly and lovingly.
Zhou Mo had a beautiful smile on her face and was wearing a light yellow suspender pajamas, revealing her snow-white arms and slender neck.
There are several bear patterns on the pajamas. The style is obviously kawaii, but due to Zhou Mo's fair skin and plump figure, it is not very cute, but rather quite hot.
Han Chen's throat rolled.
"Take a day off tomorrow," he said suddenly.
"Um?"
Before Zhou Mo could react, Han Chen approached him.
The lips were kissed.
When you first arrive, everything is cool and thin, but after a slight friction, it becomes hot.
The flames are dancing.
Zhou Mo suddenly knelt up, and his hands, which had nowhere to put, boldly wrapped around Han Chen's neck.
Han Chen also hugged Zhou Mo's waist tightly.
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