Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

 Chapter 25 Doesn’t look like sick

Wen Ran was still in shock and did not return to her senses. Her consciousness was suddenly swept by the strong masculine aura. Her eyes widened, and the trace of reason that had finally returned to the cage was lost again.

Suddenly on the bedside table, there was a whining vibrating sound, accompanied by a loud cell phone ringing, like a hateful saboteur, breaking the charm of a room in an instant. Minnie.

He frowned, let go of Wen Ran, turned and walked to the bed, picked up the phone, and strode into the cloakroom.

Wen Ran’s body and legs softened, and she quickly stabilized her body, her heart beating, frantically as if she was about to jump out of her chest, the tingling sensation on her lips reminded her of what Mo Xiuchen did just now.

She can’t understand, isn’t he sick in that area? how come……

And, just now he…

How come it doesn’t look sick.

When Mo Xiuchen came out of the cloakroom, he was already neatly dressed, and his long body was wrapped in expensive shirts and trousers. He was handsome and elegant, and his temperament was pure and noble.

Seeing that she was still standing in a daze, he said flatly: “I have something to go out, you go to bed first.”

“Oh!”

Wen Ran responded mechanically, looking at Mo Xiuchen, his red lips twitched, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn’t dare to ask.

Mo Xiuchen saw her hesitating to speak, his deep eyes narrowed, and he asked, “Is there anything else?”

Wen Ran blushed, and quickly shook his head and waved his hands and said, “No, it’s okay, you go.”

“Ok!”

Mo Xiuchen’s gaze paused for a moment on her red cheek, opened his legs, and walked away.

***

At eleven o’clock in the evening, the nightlife of City G began. In the Time Bar, there was a scene of drunken gold fans. Whether it was a white-collar worker, a boss, or a worker at the lowest level, at this moment, they are just looking for comfort here. A group of lonely people.

Mo Xiuchen stepped into the gate of time, and through the dim colorful lights, he saw Gu Kai sitting in the corner at a glance. Next to him, a blonde girl was chatting with him.

Gu Kai ignored the blonde girl. The latter had to leave in anguish. Mo Xiuchen walked to the table, pulled the chair away and sat down, and said jokingly: “The girl looks good just now, why are you ignoring her.”

Gu Kai glanced at him, leaned back in the chair, and stared at him with pitch-black eyes: “That Cheng Jia, was that the little girl who saved you back then?”

Hearing this, Mo Xiuchen frowned lightly, picked up a glass of wine on the table and took a sip, put down the glass, and said slowly: “I’m not sure. She said that she was a child, but she didn’t remember. Up.”

In the morning, Mo Xiuchen called Gu Kai. He was in the operating room. He left a message for him and told him that he had found a girl with a mole on his jaw and asked him if he wanted to see him.

Gu Kai had an operation for more than ten hours, and he was found after get off work.

Hearing what he said, he contemplated for a moment and said: “It is normal not to remember. You were eleven years old and remember everything, but the little girl was only five years old.”

“Isn’t it time to have memories at five years old?”

Mo Xiuchen’s handsome facial features condensed a touch of contemplation. Although Cheng Jia’s age and appearance corresponded to his memories of the little girl back then, she did not remember what happened back then, so he was not sure.

The most important thing is that he may be preconceived and feel that way towards Wen Ran, but on the contrary, he has a dislike for Cheng Jia, just like an ordinary woman.

Gu Kai shook his head: “This situation cannot be generalized. I want to meet the girl named Cheng Jia.”

(End of this chapter)