The man's deep eyes deepened his eyes, and a dark light flashed through the bottom of his eyes, lowering his voice and saying hoarsely: "Call it again."

Qiao Mianmian blinked and asked knowingly: "What's the point?"

It was the first time she was so proactive about such things because she had performed so well before.

Mo Yesi reached out to put his arm around her waist, tightened his fingers, pinching the soft flesh on her slender waist, and his voice became hoarse: "Call me husband."

Qiao Mianmian: "Didn't you just called me?"

"I didn't hear enough. Scream again."

The man's request was not too much. Thinking of how he had protected her in front of Mrs. Mo before, Qiao Mianmian felt warm, looked at him softly, and shouted softly again: "Husband."

Mo Yesi's Adam's apple rolled twice, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

He lowered his head and his eyes were burning.

Qiao Mianmian is so familiar with this kind of gaze.

She was afraid that men would do something irrational when they were impulsive.

Mrs. Mo and Shen Rou are still outside.

She didn't want them to feel that she was so hungry that she was going to seduce Mo Yesi regardless of time and occasion.

"Mom is still outside!" Qiao Mianmian patted the man's arm, and warned in her eyes, "You are not allowed to do anything randomly."

Mo Yesi didn't say anything, and his deep and scorching eyes stayed on her for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down his breathing.

The arm around her waist still did not let go. He spoke again, his voice not as hoarse as before: "I know. Baby, of course I will protect you. No one can bully you except me."

"I just don't want to make you unhappy. I want to do many things as perfect as possible to satisfy everyone. However, many things are not something I can control. Mom still has misunderstandings about you, and I can't change her ideas for a while, and it will inevitably make you feel a little wronged."

Qiao Mianmian nodded and expressed her understanding: "You don't have to worry, I know everything. I'm not RMB, so I can't make everyone like me. In fact, I'm very satisfied with you and grandma pampering me."

Even though she said this, Mo Yesi still had a hint of apology in his eyes: "No matter what, you will still be wronged."

"I'm not wronged at all." Qiao Mianmian met the man's self-blame look and reached out to hug him. "My husband is so kind to me, has given me so much happiness, and has made me live so happy every day. How could I feel wronged?"

"I'm happy, happy, and very satisfied with my current life."

"Mo Yesi, you gave it to me."

Qiao Mianmian gave him a word and affirmed: "You have done a very good job, I don't allow you to blame yourself."

Mo Yesi lowered his eyes and looked at the petite and soft girl in his arms. A certain position in his heart, touched by her words, became particularly soft.

His eyes also softened. He reached out and touched her head pamperedly, and said softly: "Okay, then I won't blame myself. I will try to do better and give my wife more happiness."

*

The two walked out of the lounge together.

When Shen Rou saw the scene of the two of them lying intimately, her face became sank uncontrollably.

Mrs. Mo also had a cold face, and when she saw Qiao Mianmian, her face became even colder.
Chapter completed!