Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 944 - 943 wont take a whole morning
Chapter 944: 943 won’t take a whole morning
Chapter 944: 943 won’t take a whole morning
G City
After Wen Ran finished her call with Bai Xiaoxiao, Mo Xiuchen had already picked out clothes for her and laid them on the bed, “Ranran, change your clothes first, eat breakfast, then return the call.”
“Mm.” Wen Ran lightly responded. Since it was already late, she didn’t mind it being a bit later. She put down her phone, pointed towards the bathroom, and Mo Xiuchen smiled knowingly, “I’ll help you when you can’t button it up.”
“No need, I can wear it myself.”
Wen Ran frowned, the man before her had developed a new hobby, dressing her every morning under the pretense that reaching behind her back to button up was too tiring.
Seeing her clutch the clothes immediately as if she feared they would be snatched away, Mo Xiuchen couldn’t help but smile mischievously, his deep eyes brimming with indulgence, “Ranran, we are practically an old married couple, no need to be shy. After all, I’ve seen and touched every inch of your skin…”
“Don’t talk anymore, go to the bathroom and squeeze the toothpaste.” Wen Ran’s fair cheeks were tinged with a blush. She didn’t know if it was because she was too shy, or if the man in front of her was just too wicked. Such intimate matters said so naturally and casually by him, it felt like discussing the day’s weather.
Yet, she distinctly felt that his gaze and words were full of allure and tease, involuntarily, the images from last night with him surfaced in her mind.
He always had so many new tricks, tormenting her in various ways every night. Last night, from the living room downstairs to the second floor, and after entering the main bedroom, he had pinned her against the door…
Later, in the bathroom, he took advantage of her again, placing her on the washbasin and making her watch in the mirror.
If it had only been that, it might have been alright, but how could Mo Xiuchen just let it be? He washed her body with his hands, and then with his mouth…
“Ranran, what are you thinking about?” Mo Xiuchen asked, looking at her flushed face, a devilish smile playing on his lips as he leaned in close.
Wen Ran shook her head guiltily, “Nothing. Move away, I need to change.”
“You fed me well last night. I won’t eat you up this morning. Come on, let me help you dress, lest you get distracted by silly thoughts and don’t know how to dress properly.” Mo Xiuchen spoke and snatched the clothes Wen Ran was holding, then began to remove her nightgown.
“No…”
Wen Ran’s protest was drowned out by his magnetic, pleasant laughter. She couldn’t resist him, so she had to let him manipulate her, dressing her one garment at a time.
Mo Xiuchen also did not lie; he indeed didn’t devour her again, but while dressing her, he took the opportunity to steal some touches, causing her to scream continuously, while he laughed triumphantly.
“Ranran, it would be nice if you put on a bit more weight. How come you haven’t gained any weight in all this time?” Mo Xiuchen continued to tease while expressing his dissatisfaction.
“Didn’t I gain two pounds when I weighed myself yesterday?” Wen Ran pouted. She was already making a great effort to eat more.
“Two pounds is nowhere near enough. You need to gain at least ten pounds,” he replied.
After Mo Xiuchen finished dressing her, he took his time to admire her again, touching his chin with his hand. He tilted his handsome face towards Wen Ran and said, “Ranran, if you could gain ten more pounds, you’d be on the verge of being voluptuous and sexy.”
“Then you might as well find yourself a voluptuous and sexy woman.”
Feeling undervalued, Wen Ran rolled her eyes unhappily, brushed off his hands, and walked toward the bathroom.
Mo Xiuchen laughed heartily behind her, “Ranran, I’ll wait for you downstairs.”
Wen Ran pouted. What now? He was supposed to leave earlier, and now he’s doing this on purpose.
He said he would wait downstairs, but when Wen Ran came out of the bathroom, Mo Xiuchen was sitting in the dressing table chair, holding a comb. He wasn’t combing his short hair, but rather, grinning and beckoning to Wen Ran, “Ranran, come here, let me comb your hair.”
“Are you scheming something? You’re smiling so wickedly.” Wen Ran squinted his eyes, looking at Mo Xiuchen’s devilish smile, which seemed off no matter how he looked at it.
“Not at all.” Mo Xiuchen immediately subdued his smile, adopting the demeanor of a gentle and refined nobleman.
Wen Ran blinked and walked over to the vanity, his gaze sweeping over the comb in Mo Xiuchen’s hand. Just as he was about to speak, Mo Xiuchen stood up, pressed him down into the chair, and hooked up a tender smile, “Ranran, how about I give you a new hairstyle today?”
“A new hairstyle?” Wen Ran looked at him blankly.
Mo Xiuchen nodded, his deep and magnetic voice filled with pleasure, “Yes, give me half an hour, and I will give you a new hairstyle, then, I’ll take you out.”
“Alright, let’s see what new hairstyle you’ve got.”
Wen Ran thought for a moment, then agreed.
The smile at the corners of Mo Xiuchen’s mouth widened, and he pushed Wen Ran’s chair from in front of the vanity to in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, drawing back the curtain to let him look at the scenery outside rather than the mirror.
“Mo Xiuchen, you’re not even letting me see the mirror; you’re not going to turn me into an ugly monster, are you?”
Wen Ran tilted his little face up, looking at Mo Xiuchen’s handsome face brimming with smiles with a skeptical look. But Mo Xiuchen only laughed without speaking, his large hand turning Wen Ran’s head away, his tall frame standing behind him as he began to comb his hair.
Wen Ran couldn’t see and didn’t know what Mo Xiuchen was busy with on his head, but Mo Xiuchen’s long fingers weaving through his hair occasionally touched his scalp, a feeling that softened his heart.
A sense of being pampered and happiness filled his heart.
To keep him from getting anxious, Mo Xiuchen kept his ten fingers busy while still chatting with him, “Ranran, where do you want to go today?”
“Anywhere, wherever you take me.”
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Wen Ran said indifferently, as long as he was with him, he didn’t care where they went.
“Then, how about I take you to the amusement park today?”
“Amusement park?” Wen Ran looked up at him in surprise, and Mo Xiuchen chuckled, “To the amusement park, I’ll accompany you in whatever you want to play.”
“Yes!”
Wen Ran recalled the last time he went to the amusement park, it was with Gu Kai and others.
Before they knew it, half an hour had passed, and Mo Xiuchen still hadn’t finished.
“Mo Xiuchen, don’t rush, I’ve given you my whole morning.”
Although Wen Ran couldn’t see, based on feeling, he somewhat knew Mo Xiuchen was braiding his hair, as for what shape, he didn’t know, but it was his first time braiding and it was very clumsy.
“Ranran, it won’t take a whole morning.” Mo Xiuchen, although having undone and rebraided sections, still spoke with a confidence all his own.
Finally, after another half-hour, Mo Xiuchen’s pleased voice rang out, “Ranran, it’s done.”
Wen Ran stood up from the chair, and upon seeing the fine sweat beading Mo Xiuchen’s forehead, he burst into laughter, “Mo Xiuchen, why are you so heated?”
Mo Xiuchen smiled gently, caught his hand that was about to touch his hair, and held it in his palm, leading him to the vanity, “Ranran, does it look good?”
