Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

After Mo Xiuchen finished his call and returned to bed, he pulled the soundly sleeping Wen Ran into his arms. Her eyes fluttered open, half-closed in sleepiness as if in a haze. She looked at him for a few seconds before gently asking, “Mo Xiuchen, haven’t you slept yet?”

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly and brought his lips to her forehead, leaving there a kiss. His thin lips didn’t lift immediately, instead tenderly staying on the skin of her forehead. With a tender and magnetic voice, he softly coaxed her, “Sleep.”

Wen Ran, not fully awake, muttered an ‘uh-huh’ in response to his light pats on her back, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

From the corner of his eyes to the corners of his mouth was painted a warm curve. His dark eyes filled with indulgence as he quietly gazed at Wen Ran sleeping in his arms.

He himself had no desire to sleep.

No one knew that Fu Jingyi had phoned him. Before Gu Kai reminded him by phone, Fu Jingyi had already called him. The words he said to Gu Kai, were what he said to him, not adding, not missing anything.

The tender affection deep in his eyes was gradually replaced by other emotions. Remembering Fu Jingyi’s words, his emotions uncontrollably fluctuated. That freak, hiding overseas, assuming that they would never find him, taunting and provoking them with repeated phone calls.

He was waiting for a farce, not hesitating to infuriate him, “Mo Xiuchen, your life was saved by that girl. If she hadn’t spared you back then, you would have already been a ghost. Over the years, you’ve been looking for her, wasn’t it to repay her for saving your life? Right now, she’s in front of you, waiting for you to save her. How come you’re suddenly afraid of death and unwilling to save her?”

“I’ll tell you now how to save Wen Ran. Not only her health, her life, but also whether she can become a mother, are all in your hands. If you are willing, you can not only let her live well but also let her bear children. However, after you save her, the man who will bear children with her will be another man…”

Mo Xiuchen was very calm, not getting angry because of Fu Jingyi’s provocative words. He strongly resisted the urge to throw his phone away and expressionlessly listened to Fu Jingyi enthusiastically explaining on the other end how to save Wen Ran.

Everything was as he speculated.

He could transfer the virus in Ranran’s body to his own. As long as the virus in Ranran’s body is completely removed, everything would be resolved.

Excluding tonight, he had already done what Fu Jingyi mentioned for ten days, not less than three times every night for ten consecutive days. Although his vitality in that aspect was strong, doing this every night for ten consecutive days, spending the day with Ranran, was also exhausting.

However, he showed no signs of fatigue in front of Ranran for the consecutive ten days. Every time he faced her, he was lively, cordial, and Elegantly handsome.

His rough fingers gently touched the soft and smooth cheek. His eyes slowly filled with deep longing and reluctance. Despite being so tired, he had no desire to sleep tonight.

Thinking about tomorrow’s examination, he was both excited and worried. He was happy that Ranran could return to health, but his heart also felt bitter. After tomorrow, should he leave Ranran?

He suddenly understood Ranran’s previous determination and conflict. The more determined she was in the past, the deeper and stronger her love for him must be. Therefore, she would rather leave than hurt him.

“Ranran!”

He murmured softly, his long fingers repeatedly stroking her cheeks. No matter how much he caressed, it felt insufficient. As he was reluctant and deeply in love, he was also contemplating how to leave her without arousing her suspicions.

In this way, watching, thinking, loving, and also hurting.

He spent the long night,-minute by-minute, his heart seemed to be thrown into a frying pan, fried, and then thrown into a freezer, frozen into ice…

Only when dawn broke did he force himself to close his eyes, hugging his beloved woman and falling asleep.

This morning, unlike the previous days when she woke up at ten, Wen Ran woke up early.

She did not go to bed late last night. She remembered that she woke up once during the night and fell asleep again in Mo Xiuchen’s arms. Now, as she looked at the man who had not yet woken up beside her, her heart softened.

In his sleep, his brows were broad, handsome yet calm. His long and thick eyelashes were like two small brushes, gently covering his profound eyes.

His nose was straight and high, and his lips were thin like wings. His facial features were sharp and clear, as if they were carefully sculpted by God. Regardless of the time, she found it hard to take her eyes off him.

She glanced at the time; it was still early.

Even though she was having an examination today, she did not want to wake him. Even though she was the one ill, she felt that Mo Xiuchen must be under more pressure.

She could clearly smell a strong scent of tobacco on him, which he never had in their months of being together. He had smoked before, but very occasionally, and even less so in front of her.

Yesterday, she couldn’t help but ask him to not smoke as much in the future, because smoking was bad for one’s health. She feared that if her condition worsened, Xiuchen’s smoking might increase. If, one day, she had to leave him, he’d be left with only his cigarettes…

She carefully got out of bed, Mo Xiuchen was in a deep sleep and didn’t notice she woke up. She got dressed, went into the bathroom and freshened up.

When she came out, Mo Xiuchen showed no signs of waking up.

Just then, Wen Ran’s phone rang. She didn’t even look to see who was calling before immediately answering it, fearing that the ringing would wake up the sleeping Mo Xiuchen.

“Hello?”

She intentionally lowered her voice, her hand gently covering her mouth.

“Ranran, it’s me. Haven’t you gotten out of bed yet? You sound like you just woke up.”

The voice was Bai Xiaoxiao’s mixed with a bit of mockery, a bit of amusement, and an unmistakable longing over the frequency, carried over from the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

“Xiaoxiao. I just got up, what are you doing?”

Wen Ran glanced at Mo Xiuchen on the bed, seeing that he wasn’t awakened by her, she smiled faintly, and turned to walk towards the floor-to-ceiling window. She heard Bai Xiaoxiao say on the line, “Ranran, I’m now in A City. I heard that you’re having your second checkup today, so I specifically called you.”

“Who told you?”

Wen Ran asked calmly with a slight smile.

She hadn’t been in contact with Bai Xiaoxiao for the past couple of days, so it must not have been her. Could it have been Luo Haofeng?

The reason she guessed so was that she knew Mo Xiuchen was in contact with them.

“Could it be that Luo Haofeng told you?”

As she thought so, Wen Ran asked.