Chapter 417 If Yue'er wants to do something, your husband will satisfy you
Mo Liyuan then realized his own misconduct and quickly let go of her, his eyes full of apology: "Yuer, I didn't mean it."
Lan Xiyue snuggled in his arms, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and his slightly trembling body.
Was he afraid? Afraid of losing her? Lan Xiyue patted his back gently and said softly, "Okay, it's over. It's okay."
Mo Liyuan carried Lan Xiyue to the bed and gently put her down.
He also lay down and held Lan Xiyue tightly in his arms.
Lan Xiyue looked at him bewilderedly and asked puzzledly, "Brother, I've slept for so long, I'm not sleepy now. Also, isn't it broad daylight now?"
Hearing this, Mo Liyuan curled up a gentle smile and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Lan Xiyue wanted to resist, but when she felt his slightly trembling body and affectionate gaze, the dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared in an instant.
She had drunk the spiritual spring water and had just eaten a full meal, so she could withstand the ordeal.
However, she never expected that Mo Liyuan would be so crazy.
He demanded again and again, and Lan Xiyue gradually felt exhausted. Seeing that Mo Liyuan was still eager to try, she quickly reached out to stop him: "Mo Liyuan, that's enough, you can't torture me like this. If you keep doing this, aren't you afraid that I will faint from exhaustion and fall asleep again?"
When Mo Liyuan heard the word "sleeping", his body froze instantly.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of fear and anxiety.
Lan Xiyue looked into Mo Liyuan's slightly tired but still affectionate eyes, "Look, the night is falling. Men should know how to control themselves. If they indulge themselves to excess and damage their foundation, won't they regret it for the rest of their lives?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Liyuan stared at Lan Xiyue with deep eyes for a moment, then slowly stood up, with his sleeves fluttering, and walked to the side with steady steps. He began to tidy up his clothes and walked out.
Lan Xiyue looked at his back and muttered to herself, "Why? I'm doing this for his own good, but he's angry? What a stingy guy! He's been going on for so long, who could stand this?"
After a while, Mo Liyuan walked into the room again with a lunch box in hand.
He put the food box on the table and opened the lid. The steam was hot and the aroma was fragrant. The roasted chicken was golden and crispy, making him salivate.
"Yuer, come, have something to eat."
Lan Xiyue's attention was instantly attracted by the roast chicken. Her eyes lit up, and she forced herself to get up from the bed with her sore legs, then staggered towards the table.
Mo Liyuan's gaze flickered beneath her skirt, causing Lan Xiyue's cheeks to blush slightly. She glared at him and said angrily, "What are you looking at? Humph!"
Lan Xiyue sat down, grabbed the roast chicken on the table, and started to eat it without caring about her image. Mo Liyuan, who was standing beside her, had a gentle look in his eyes. "Yuer, eat slowly, don't choke."
Lan Xiyue responded with a humming sound. The roasted chicken in her hand became her only comfort at the moment.
Her heart was filled with resentment towards a certain "guy". After a long time, the feeling of fullness dispelled her hunger, and Lan Xiyue sighed with contentment.
Mo Liyuan picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped her hands, which were shiny from biting.
Lan Xiyue looked up and her gaze fell on Mo Liyuan's slightly tired eyes, and an indescribable heartache surged in her heart.
She softly ordered, "Mo Liyuan, you haven't had much rest in the past half month. Go to bed early tonight and don't do anything else."
Mo Liyuan looked at her deeply, his eyes seemed to contain thousands of words, which eventually turned into a simple word "OK".
He put down the handkerchief, picked up Lan Xiyue horizontally, walked to the bed and sat down.
Then he ordered Chuchun and Chuxia, who were waiting outside the door, to come in and clean up the dishes.
The two men lowered their heads and moved quickly and respectfully, for fear of disturbing the perfect couple.
Lying in bed, Lan Xiyue couldn't sleep.
She turned her head to look at Mo Liyuan, only to see that he had his eyes tightly closed. After a while, his breathing gradually became heavy and even.
Lan Xiyue gently stroked Mo Liyuan's cheek, "You must have been worried about me in the past half month." Lan Xiyue said silently in her heart.
Her fingers gently slid across Mo Liyuan's furrowed brows, and Lan Xiyue whispered softly, "Go to sleep, go to sleep. I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here with you."
Miraculously, Mo Liyuan's frown gradually relaxed, and his breathing became more steady. As if he had truly heard Lan Xiyue's words, he fell into a deeper sleep.
Lan Xiyue felt the strong arms around her waist, and she didn't dare move, for fear that any small movement would wake this guy up.
Lan Xiyue leaned lightly in Mo Liyuan's arms, her eyes half closed, with a hint of helplessness and coquettishness, and she secretly complained in her heart: This man, he is obviously tired, but he still wants to torture himself like this.
This resentment disappeared from her heart in an instant, and was replaced by an indescribable warmth and dependence. She finally closed her eyes and let herself immerse in this unique peace.
The next morning, Lan Xiyue woke up under a hot and affectionate gaze. The gaze was like a flame, burning her skin slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was Mo Liyuan's handsome face and his eyes full of desire and tenderness.
"Yuer..." Mo Liyuan's voice was low and hoarse, as if every word contained endless desire.
Before he could finish his words, Lan Xiyue's face was already alert. She quickly reached out and covered his mouth with her hand, her eyes flashing with a hint of teasing: "Don't even think about it so early in the morning. My back still hurts."
When Mo Liyuan heard this, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He gently took Lan Xiyue's hand, his eyes so gentle that tears could drip from them.
Seeing this, Lan Xiyue immediately hugged the quilt tightly and rolled into the bed, her face full of vigilance and shyness: "No, Mo Liyuan, that's enough, weren't you tossed around enough yesterday? I'm telling you, men need to be restrained..."
Mo Liyuan's face darkened slightly, then turned into a wry smile. He reached out and pulled, and the quilt and Lan Xiyue were pulled over together. The distance between the two was instantly shortened, and their breathing could be heard.
"Your back hurts, let me rub it for you."
Lan Xiyue narrowed her eyes in disbelief, muttering to herself: Is it really just a rub? She wasn't easily fooled.
When Mo Liyuan's big hands gently covered her waist and began to knead it softly, the comfort and relaxation instantly swept over her body, making her eyes narrow involuntarily, and a look of satisfaction and comfort appeared on her face.
"Really just a rub?" Lan Xiyue finally couldn't help but ask. Mo Liyuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled, a cunning glint in his eyes: "Hmm? Of course, if Yue'er wants to do anything, your husband will satisfy you."
Lan Xiyue's cheeks flushed instantly when she heard this. She snorted coquettishly, "I don't want to do anything."
Mo Liyuan's hands slowly moved over her body. Lan Xiyue suddenly slapped his hands away, stood up, and walked over him. She knew that there was no way he would be so content to just rub her.
She glared at Mo Liyuan, then got out of bed and called softly, "Chuchun, Chuxia, come in."
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