Mo Xiuchen had no choice but to sit at the marble table under the tree, supporting his chin with his hand, looking up at the tree, not at all obedient Wen Ran.

"Yes, slow down."

"Of course, the branches are too small to bear your weight."

"Of course, don't climb up any further."

Mo Xiuchen was terrified to see below, Wen Ran had a lot of fun on it, she loved to climb high and low since she was a child. When I followed Fu Jingyi in the past, I was more restrained.

Later, the Wen family adopted her and spoiled her like a baby, so she didn't learn the etiquette that a lady should learn to do whatever she wanted, but she was like an out-and-out wild girl.

Since the Wen family experienced that incident, Wen Ran's temperament has suddenly changed, and now she has been suppressed for more than half a year, and when she came to this countryside, she suddenly returned to her essence.

Although he was worried, seeing her smile so brightly, Mo Xiuchen was still very happy in his heart.

"Xiuchen, you eat first, I'll go to that tree and pick some more."

Twenty minutes later, Wen Ran jumped down from the first tree, placed the cherries he had picked on the marble table, and turned to climb another tree.

However, before she could lift her steps, her wrist was grabbed by Mo Xiuchen, and with a slight pull, her body was pulled and fell into his arms.

His other hand also circled up.

"Yes, don't go."

His voice fell to his ears, low magnetic with a faint worry in it.

Wen Ran looked at his deep eyes with concern, his heart softened, and he sighed: "Okay, I won't go first, wait until I cook......

"Don't go up the tree again after eating, if you want to eat cherries, I'll pick them for you."

Mo Xiuchen interrupted her words, and his tone was unquestionable.

Not to mention falling from the tree, even if she poked between the branches, he was not at ease, for fear that one of the branches would accidentally scratch her face.

"Xiuchen, why are you so domineering." Wen Ran pouted dissatisfiedly.

Her little mouth that had eaten cherries was now as attractive as the cherry, and not only that, but the smell of the cherry lingered in his nose, and he couldn't help but approach her, and his thin lips were covered with her soft lips with the smell of cherries.

Wen Ran's heart skipped a beat.

The next second, she put her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss gently.

The afternoon sun, warm sprinkled on the two kissing figures, the air, full of faint sweetness, so beautiful and romantic, the two kissing gradually confused.

Although it was in the courtyard of the villa, it was impossible to see where they were sitting from the outside. The kiss gradually spiraled out of control, and his hand reached into the corner of her dress unsatisfied, and his large, calloused hand caressed her silky skin, stirring up an electric tingle.

Wen Ran couldn't help but moan, her body twisting slightly, wanting to get more love.

"Repair the dust!"

She murmured impatiently, Mo Xiuchen only felt a burst of blood surge, reason was completely overcome by the desire to want her, he put her down on his lap, kissed, removed her lips, and went all the way down......

……

Wen Ran didn't expect that in the end, Mo Xiuchen helped her relieve her discomfort in another way, when she leaned softly on his arms and gasped, looked at him with confused eyes, and whispered: "Xiuchen, go to the house", Mo Xiuchen did not continue.

He just hugged her tightly, so tightly that Wen Ran could clearly feel his irrepressible desire, but he didn't kiss her anymore.

It was only after a few minutes that he slowly let go of her and gently straightened her clothes.

"Xiuchen, I can do it now."

Wen Ran's little face is three points redder than the cherries on the branches, and her voice is delicate and charming, with an unsubdued tide of love, which is indescribably seductive.

With a slight pause in his hand, he lowered her from his lap and got up, intending to make her lunch.

Wen Ran's legs were weak, and as soon as she touched the ground, her body also weakened, and she almost fell to the ground, but Mo Xiuchen's eyes quickly grabbed her again.

Wen Ran was also so frightened that he immediately grabbed Mo Xiuchen's arm, raised a pair of water-colored eyes, and looked at him blankly.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed slightly, avoiding her gaze, and said softly, "Ranran, I'll cook for you." ”

Wen Ran pursed her lips lightly, lowered her eyes and did not speak.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little subtle and stagnant.

Mo Xiuchen stared at Wen Ran, who bowed his head and was silent, a touch of pain crossed his heart, and he was silent for a few seconds, he pulled her into his arms, hugged her gently, and whispered: "Ranran, it's not that I don't want you, but, not now." ”

Wen Ran suddenly raised his head, a bright smile bloomed between his eyebrows, and he couldn't see the slightest unhappiness: "Don't you want to cook for me, let's go!" ”

Mo Xiuchen smiled and nodded.

Entering the villa, Wen Ran asked while visiting the interior decoration: "Xiuchen, how many villas do you have, or rather, how many things, I don't know, so tell me one thing a day, it's better to say it at once." ”

Mo Xiuchen laughed loudly, led her with one hand, walked to the kitchen with the bag in the other, put the bag on the marble table, and said gently: "Ranran, except for the house we live in now, there is also here, and there is nothing else." ”

"I'll cook first, and you can go upstairs and visit."

Wen Ran smiled and nodded: "Okay, I won't bother you, you cook, I'll go upstairs to visit, maybe I can find some clues." ”

"Haha, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows, his face calm.

Although this villa is not often occupied, it can be seen that it is regularly cleaned. It will be so clean, without the smell of half dust.

Wen Ran stepped on the wooden stairs to the second floor, visited the upstairs room at Mo Xiuchen's request, and in the kitchen downstairs, Mo Xiuchen rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and began to cook.

When the dish was cut halfway, a sudden dizziness hit his head, and the kitchen knife in Mo Xiuchen's hand lost control, and the sharp edge of the knife cut towards his fingers.

The pain spread from his fingertips, he frowned slightly, put down the kitchen knife, and leaned his tall body against the platform beside him, raising his hand to press his temple.

After a few moments, when the dizziness dissipated, he rinsed the blood with water from the finger that had just been cut, found the medicine box in a drawer in the living room, and took a band-aid to cover the wound.

Returning to the kitchen to re-cut the unfinished dishes, Mo Xiuchen suddenly remembered what Gu Kai said in the hospital in the morning.

His handsome face changed slightly, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the second floor, in his dark eyes, a faint sadness slowly condensed, he pinched the strength of the knife handle and quietly tightened, thinking of the woman upstairs, the sadness at the bottom of his eyes receded little by little, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow arc.

Of course, I won't leave you, I won't.