The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

After the words fell, the man slammed the door with a "bang".

Bai Xiran fell on the soft big bed, perhaps drunk and dazed, and stared at him with bared teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Mo Junzhe stepped forward, looking at the little face that was stained red by alcohol, his red lips muttering unknown words, and his thick eyebrows furrowed a little.

"Don't touch me!"

As soon as the clothes were torn off, Bai Xiran reacted and tried to protect herself.

She stared at him with flushed cheeks, waving her small hands wildly.

"I hate you...I hate Uncle Mo..."

"Bai Xiran." The man's black eyes fell on her increasingly drunken appearance, and his brows became more stern, staring at the collar she tore open in embarrassment, his voice hoarse again, "Clean up last night. Is that not enough?"

"Just one with a short memory."

memory?
Hearing this word again, Bai Xiran seemed to react suddenly, staring straight at him with her beautiful almond eyes, complaining aggrievedly, "It's you... who don't have a long memory..."

Mo Junzhe stopped holding the towel, his thick eyebrows frowned, and when he heard her muttering, he stared at her condescendingly, "What are you talking about?"

He is fierce!
This little girl is getting more and more ignorant, now that she is drinking too much, she still dares to fight against him.

The man immediately clasped her hand, intending to arrest her.

But the next moment, Bai Xiran's soft voice came out from under the quilt...

"I promised to go see my mother with me..."

The air is instantly silent!

Mo Junzhe's hand was hanging in the air.

He looked at that tender little face, wrinkled into a ball with grievance, and accused him of deceit one after another. At this moment, Mo Junzhe suddenly remembered that today was the anniversary of her mother's death.

A few days earlier, the little girl had informed him in advance that she wanted the two of them to worship together.

Mo Junzhe suddenly lost all anger and anger.

The woman on the bed lay there, with tears remaining in the corners of her eyes, and the wet towel fell on her cheeks, and wiped them lightly.

……

When she was half asleep, Bai Xiran opened her eyes in a daze, watching the man carry her into the bathroom, undress her, take a shower and wipe her clean.

Mo Junzhe asked his servant to bring sober tea, but he didn't pay attention to Mrs. Wang's smiling eyes.

Only a pair of eyes fell on the girl's face, looking at the thick eyelashes covering the eyelids, leaving a shadow like a small fan.

She seemed to be drowsy, but her head was dizzy, and the man was always walking back and forth in front of her eyes.

"Don't shake around, I feel bad..."

Just as Mo Junzhe rolled up his sleeves, his long fingers were still on the cuffs, and he glanced at her slightly, "It's good to know that it's uncomfortable."

Bai Xiran groaned and didn't speak, she only knew that she drank something, and then she was suspended in the air, and was carried back to the big soft bed.

The quilt was so comfortable that she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

……

The next morning, Bai Xiran was woken up by the familiar alarm clock.

Splitting headache!

She subconsciously looked at the time. At 1:[-] in the morning, she shook her aching head again. She was in a daze and sat there for a full minute. It was not until the messy clothes on the ground finally reminded her of yesterday's time. everything that happened late.

She and Lu Tong...have a drink!
Bai Xiran subconsciously looked at the pajamas she had changed into, and suddenly realized that it was an all-too-familiar room, and walked out with a confused face.

"Miss woke up? I boiled you some light food. The hangover can no longer be as heavy as usual."

She went downstairs in her pajamas, and asked suspiciously, "Last night..."

"Mr. took you back last night, but he took good care of you all night. Ma'am, Mrs. Wang can see that Mr. puts you on top of her heart."