MTL - The Married Wife is a Boss: Lord Mo is Super Fond of Him!-Chapter 257 Do not mention the number 28
Chapter 257 No mention of the number 28
oh wow~
He clearly felt Mo Yuchen's cold black eyes moving on the gift bag held in his left and right hands. Shen Xingluo seemed to fall from a high mountain to a bottomless valley, desperate but helpless. , struggling for half a minute but to no avail.
"Don't you want to eat cake? Still not coming in?"
Looking back, Mo Yuchen turned the wheelchair, turned and slid the wheelchair into the room.
call.
Shen Xingluo breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and looked at the gift bag in his hand.
She regrets it now.
When she regretted why she bought something, she only thought of herself and completely forgot about Mo Yuchen.
As long as she can think about Mo Yuchen, she will not fall into a desperate situation.
With heavy steps, she slowly approached the room.
"Why don't you come over quickly?"
At that time, Mo Yuchen was already sitting on the sofa.
On the table in front of him was a cake that made people feel very delicious. Unlike before, candles were already lit on the cake.
"Ang, here we come."
responded, and Shen Xingluo, who was standing at the door, didn't dare to let Mo Yuchen wait for a long time to go in quickly, and closed the door.
Looking at the large number of candles on the side, Shen Xingluo temporarily put the gift bag on the other side of the sofa and squatted across from Mo Yuchen.
He grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, rested his chin on the table, and asked curiously with two big eyes, "Why only one candle."
"lazy."
Mo Yuchen just replied faintly.
"I'll help you."
Shen Xingluo quickly grabbed the pack of candles of various colors and counted them while inserting them on the cake.
"1, 2, 3, 4..."
"28."
Excitedly, she inserted the last candle, and as soon as she looked up, she met Mo Yuchen's face as black as Mr. Bao.
"What, what's wrong?"
she asked anxiously for a moment.
What did she do to make him unhappy?
"Have to insert so much?"
Looking at the candles on the cake, Mo Yuchen half-squinted his eyes, and there was a trace of displeasure on his stern face.
She must use this way to remind him that he is 7 years and 11 months older than her?
"Yes, you are 28 years old, of course you need to insert 28..."
Of course, before Shen Xingluo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Yuchen's cold voice.
"Shut up! Don't mention the number 28!"
Shen Xingluo: "..."
What happened to the number 28?
Why not mention it?
"Husband, is it true that my sister said that you will not live to be thirty years old?"
The only thing she could think of was the rumor that Mo Yuchen would not live to be thirty years old, so Mo Yuchen forbade her to mention the number 28.
If the rumor is true, then Mo Yuchen will only have two years to live.
No wonder he was so angry.
"I'm not even thirty years old?"
The corners of the thinned lips rose slightly, and a faint demonic color filled Mo Yuchen's eyes, "Come here."
Shen Xingluo stood up obediently and then walked to his side.
The next second, Mo Yuchen grabbed her hand and pulled her hard.
She threw herself directly into his arms.
"you······"
Supporting his hard chest with both hands, Shen Xingluo raised his head and looked at him.
Turned over and Mo Yuchen pressed her directly under him.
"You don't think I can live to be thirty?"
's hoarse and low voice, like the strings of a violin, swayed people's hearts.
"I didn't think that I was listening to others."
Shen Xingluo quickly shook his head.
It's not what she said, it's a rumor!
Rumor has it that he will not live to be thirty years old and has nothing to do with her.
"Oh, then why do you think I can live past thirty?"
Mo Yuchen didn't let go of her because of her immediate denial, bowed her head, and stopped ten centimeters away from her.
raised the other hand and lifted up the hair that was scattered on her face.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, but he was charming but expensive.
The icy fingertips slid across her face as if nothing, Shen Xingluo's body trembled uncontrollably, she didn't dare to look at Mo Yuchen, her clear pupils looked away, "You are young and strong, The body is great, not only can you live to be thirty years old, even ninety years old is not an exaggeration!"
"Is it?"
Mo Yuchen nodded with satisfaction, and the coldness between his eyebrows gradually dissipated.
Young and strong!
Well, he likes the word.
Although he is 7 years and 11 months older than her, his physical fitness is no worse than those of the young lads in their early 20s.
What she thought, he could satisfy him.
Both mentally and physically.
"Calculate your physiognomy."
nodded at the tip of her pretty nose.
"Then can we get up first and blow out the candles and make a wish?"
Shen Xingluo's body trembled slightly with his touch again, she stared at the candles that were still burning on the table and asked in a low voice.
"In no mood."
Looking at the firelight reflected in her pair of black and white pupils, the tip of her nose came from the jasmine and a little sweet milk smell on her body, Mo Yuchen got up and left reluctantly.
"The candles will burn out in a while."
Shen Xingluo urged.
Besides, how much he weighs, doesn't he have any points in his heart?
She's carrying a weight she shouldn't have.
"Fine."
Mo Yuchen slowly straightened up and pulled her up with ease.
"Make a wish."
he looked at her,
"Let me make a wish?"
Shen Xingluo turned his head to look at him in surprise, did he forget that today he is the birthday star.
"If you don't make a wish, the candle will burn out."
he reminded.
"Oh fine."
Looking at the candles that had burned to the end, Shen Xingluo had to kneel in front of the table, put his hands together, eyes closed, focused and sincere.
"Ask God to bless her mother, grandpa, and grandma in another paradise of bliss."
"Hopefully, she will get her grandparents' manor back soon."
"Uh...what is the third wish?"
Just when Shen Xingluo felt that she had no other wishes to fulfill, Mo Yuchen's voice sounded behind her.
"So greedy, how many wishes did you make?"
Suddenly, Shen Xingluo quickly added in his heart, "I hope God will bless her and don't let Mo Yuchen have the opportunity to kill her."
Mo Yuchen, who had his legs crossed, wrapped his arms around him, arrogantly looking at the serious Shen Xingluo, his thin lips pursed into a straight line.
Instead of wishing on a birthday cake, she might as well face him.
After all, as long as she speaks, he can satisfy her with anything.
put down his hand and opened his eyes, Shen Xingluo looked cheerfully at Mo Yuchen behind him, "Okay. You can blow out the candles."
Mo Yuchen raised his brows, "Why do you want me to blow when you make a wish."
"Because you are a birthday star."
After saying that, Shen Xingluo reached out and dragged him, with a coquettish expression, "Blow it, you can blow it. If you don't blow it again, the candle will be extinguished."
(end of this chapter)
