My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 561 Mo Yinhe Causes Trouble in Bo Leng’s Backyard Again 1
The submarine was parked atop the hospital. Mo Yinhe’s long legs stepped out, and he walked into the building. At the door of Bo Leng’s hospital room, he saw Si Mingjing approaching. Her smile, upon seeing him, was so bright it reached straight into his heart.
"You’re here? I was just about to head upstairs to wait for you."
Si Mingjing walked up to Mo Yinhe, only to be suddenly yanked into his arms. Before she could react, Mo Yinhe bent down and kissed her face, still covered by the protective suit. Eh, he could actually kiss her through that? Wasn’t he afraid of the viruses on the suit?
Si Mingjing pushed him away forcefully. "Mind your hygiene! What’s the rush?"
It was one thing to be impatient last night, but now, didn’t he see where they were?
At the entrance to Bo Leng’s hospital room, several guards couldn’t help but glance over at them.
Mo Yinhe swept a cold glare their way. "What are you looking at? Don’t want your eyeballs anymore?"
The guards quickly turned their heads to the side, adopting a pose of ’see no evil, hear no evil.’
Mo Yinhe wanted to kiss her again, but Si Mingjing stomped hard on his foot. "Stop it!"
Mo Yinhe, his shock and frustration unexpressed, tightened his grip on Si Mingjing’s waist, pulling her fiercely into his embrace. His palm rubbed against her back, over and over, a gesture conveying he couldn’t bear to let go, which left Si Mingjing both astonished and confused. What was wrong with this man? Was he trying to rub her into his very soul?
Mo Yinhe was strong, and his caresses were far from gentle, causing Si Mingjing considerable discomfort.
She complained, "Are you trying to murder your wife?"
When Mo Yinhe spoke, his voice was somewhat hoarse, an almost imperceptible sob within it. "Mingjing, I know why there’s a Demon King living in your head. I can’t believe I only found out today. So that’s what it was all about."
Si Mingjing was taken aback, looking up at Mo Yinhe’s face, which was filled with shock and guilt. "You remembered?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yinhe’s expression changed drastically, becoming extremely grim.
His gaze slammed down onto Si Mingjing’s unconfused face, his voice gradually seething with anger. "You knew all along?"
"Uh... I didn’t know," Si Mingjing quickly denied, watching his expression closely.
Mo Yinhe’s emotions shifted from gratitude to rage in an instant. He spoke with a heavy tone, "You knew all along, Si Mingjing!"
His raised voice clearly conveyed his turbulent emotions!
"You knew and didn’t tell me! Si Mingjing, are you courting disaster?"
Si Mingjing pressed a hand to her forehead. This...
"What’s all this noise?" Bo Leng emerged from the room, his voice as cold as ice. "Berating my sister right outside my door? Mo Yinhe, I don’t think you’ve realized whose territory you’re on!"
His brother-in-law had helped him regain his memory, so Mo Yinhe wasn’t going to argue back this time. He simply lifted his wife into his arms and strode quickly out of the isolation zone.
Once on the rooftop, he bundled her into the submarine. The first thing Mo Yinhe did was tear off her protective suit, then cradle her small face and kiss her forcefully.
He kissed her deeply!
She felt like she’d just endured a bout of domestic violence! Eventually, her lips were swollen from his kisses.
Mo Yinhe still felt it wasn’t enough, his eyes red-rimmed.
He held her tightly in his arms, unwilling to let go, his mind echoing with those words:
"From this day forward, I voluntarily renounce my harem of three thousand handsome men, as numerous as clouds, to remain chaste for you alone!"
"From this day forward, I allow a strand of your thoughts to reside in my heart, granting it the right to jealously scold me whenever any other man comes near!"
"From now on, we shall be together for all eternity!"
Si Mingjing, held fast and unable to break free, simply stopped struggling. She leaned comfortably in her husband’s arms, enjoying the shame and profound emotion evident in the depths of his eyes.
She was very curious about what he remembered.
Mo Yinhe put on a display of masculine petulance. "If you won’t tell me, why should I tell you?"
"Petty. Didn’t I tell you before? Chen Fengdu gave me a box of Dragon Spit Pearl. Eating it allowed me to remember some things. I haven’t eaten any recently; the box is in my office drawer in Yecheng, I didn’t bring it with me. What about you? How did you remember?"
"Your brother is truly great!" Mo Yinhe’s voice was full of gratitude.
"Which brother?"
Si Mingjing thought for a moment. "Are you talking about Bo Leng?"
Mo Yinhe nodded. "We should visit more often in the future! Among all your brothers, I like Bo Leng the most, followed by Gu Changbin. No one else!"
Si Mingjing: "..."
At this moment, she still felt concerned about Si Yuan and Si Lisao’s rocky path to love.
"Did he tell you?"
"He gave me a ball."
He had been lying in bed earlier. He’d tried to sleep twice without success, yet unexpectedly, some memories had returned.
After understanding, Si Mingjing hugged his arm and said, "I told my older brother before that I’d gotten the Dragon Spit Pearl and remembered some things, but that you hadn’t. His attitude was indifferent at the time, but it turns out he really listened, took it to heart, and even found a way to help you restore your memory."
"He’s a good brother, way better than your others. As a proper brother, that’s how he should treat his brother-in-law!"
Mo Yinhe highly praised Bo Leng.
This made Si Mingjing feel like he was scolding himself.
If this was the standard for a good brother, what about Mo Yinhe himself?
Si Mingjing took the opportunity to advocate for Ye Siyuan. "So, now you know how a brother-in-law hopes his future brother-in-law will treat him, right? Actually, Si Yuan and my Crown Prince brother..."
Before Si Mingjing could finish, Mo Yinhe forcefully interrupted, "I never said I wanted to be a proper brother!"
Si Mingjing rolled her eyes and pushed him away. "Stop hugging me! I’ve been wearing this protective suit for over an hour, and I’m drenched in sweat. If you keep holding me, I’ll just get stickier and more uncomfortable. I need to go take a shower."
"I’ll help you wash."
"No need! If you help me wash, I’ll only sweat more!"
Mo Yinhe laughed heartily. "Mingjing, you truly understand your husband best."
Mo Yinhe let her go, took her hand, and interlocked their fingers. He didn’t let go of her hand the entire way.
Upon reaching the Prince Residence, Si Mingjing went to take a bath, while Mo Yinhe headed to the kitchen to cook personally.
In the Prince Residence’s kitchen, the chefs were all stunned. They didn’t dare let Mo Yinhe cook himself and hurriedly reported the matter to the Princess Consort.
Lou Manman mused, "The Queen is so lucky to have this treat. I’m far too envious to stop him; why would I?"
Lou Manman not only didn’t want to stop him but also sent a message to Bo Leng, her tone envious. "The Queen is so lucky! The Empress is in the kitchen, personally cooking for her. I’ve never eaten anything you’ve cooked. Sigh, comparing people is so infuriating! When will I ever get to eat something my husband cooks? Even a bowl of plain rice porridge would be bliss."
Bo Leng, upon seeing the complaining text from his wife, had a typically direct male response, replying with a terse, two-word reply: "Can’t cook."
Lou Manman was furious. "I’ll just wait for my son to grow up and cook for me!"
