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

Bai Xiran's face turned red, the two of them were too close, almost unavoidable.

The emotion in the man's eyes made it difficult for Bai Xiran to nod his head.

Then he watched as he opened the small cabinet at the bottom of the desk, and took out a small box with exquisite packaging from it.

"Put it on."

Bai Xiran was slightly stunned, and subconsciously took it, "What is it?"

Mo Junzhe was sitting on the chair, clasped his long fingers on the table, and tapped once and for all, watching the pair of soft hands slowly open the box, the emotion in his eyes became more intense.

As soon as the box was opened, there were two pieces of women's clothing lying quietly inside.

Bai Xiran was stunned. Although she could wear it, it was too much effort to say she could wear it!That's clearly... just like not wearing it!
"I don't wear this!"

Bai Xiran threw the thing back directly, flung it away like a hot potato, raised her head, and watched the man's fingertips gently pinch the piece of fabric, her cheeks flushed, "Mo Junzhe, don't go too far! I... I'm your wife, not those casual women outside. This kind... I will never wear it!"

She looked at the man's natural appearance, and suddenly became extremely angry.

The latter took advantage of the situation and grabbed her waist, his eyes fell, his emotions became more indifferent, his black eyes narrowed dangerously, and he approached step by step.

She could only step back step by step, but the man clearly had no intention of letting her go, pressing on step by step...

Bai Xiran was so wronged that she was about to cry.

At this moment, the man's approaching gaze seemed too aggressive. There was still some distance between the two of them, but the pressing aura on his body almost made her breathless.

Her mind was filled with images of being beaten that day!
"Uncle Mo... You, you are going to hit me again, right? I know I was wrong, so don't hit me, it hurts..."

"It really hurts...don't hit me, okay?"

Mo Junzhe pursed his lips in a smile, his face suddenly became serious, and he stared down at the trembling little wife, his heart seemed to have been severely pumped.

She was afraid that he would hit her?

The little wife doesn't look like she's pretending,

Mo Junzhe's heart was in a mess, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I won't hit you. Last time..."

"It hurt last time."

Bai Xiran complained aggrievedly, and simply leaned in front of him, grabbed his arm with his small hand and shook it a few times, only begging for mercy.

Now her eyes are red and her cheeks are red, and her small mouth keeps accusing him of "slapping" her last time, looking at someone's heart is soft, like cotton.

The strength in Mo Junzhe's hands relaxed a lot, he pulled that soft and lovely body into his arms, and frowned, "Does it really hurt?"

In fact, he didn't use any force, he was just angry and angry that his little wife was disobedient, so he frightened her.

But the woman in the arms had red eyes, nodded earnestly, and choked, "No one has ever hit me, Mr. Mo... Can you stop hitting me in the future?"

Bai Xiran's eyes were blinking, and she was still crying.

The man's eyes dimmed a lot, and his voice was hoarse.

He only held her gently for a long while, and couldn't get angry with her anymore.

"Uncle Mo, I was wrong." She raised her hand, "I promise I will try my best to listen to you in the future."

With such a swearing appearance, it seems that he will really be obedient in the future.

Mo Junzhe was so soft-hearted that he hugged her and kissed her forehead lightly.

I don't know how much gentler the movements are than before, and I feel more pampered...