He walked forward a step before she could take a quick step away and gently stroked her face before she could take it a break, and then smiled softly, "Don't worry, I won't want the kids outside."

Then the fingers were moved to her lips: 'You seem to get pregnant easily.'

Zhao Moran couldn't bear it anymore: "Chu Ci, don't go too far."

‘Where is it too much?’ He pinched her chin: “I was just touched by someone after being trapped. Now that I have a child, I have to say that I can’t wash it even if I jump into the Yellow River. My wife neglects me like this. Who should I ask for to reason?”

She was so angry that she wanted to refute that she seemed to have nothing to say, so she could only ignore him. But Chu Ci wanted to be more arrogant and pulled her into her arms and lowered her head. She deliberately said: "My mother wants to hold her grandson and is crazy. It's better to get pregnant earlier than she can avoid thinking about other people's stomachs. What do you think?"

She was pressed into his arms, unable to move, and was bullied like this unscrupulously. She couldn't help but be angry and angry, and without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped her over.

With a snap, Chu Ci's handsome face had a more slap mark. It was not deep or shallow, but it hurts a lot. After the beating, Zhao Moran was also a little stunned. She didn't expect him to suffer like this. She thought he would avoid it. After all, she had lived with him for a year and knew that he was not a man with a good temper.

She was stunned, her red lips slightly opened and her voice was hoarse: "Chu Ci..."

He stared into her eyes, reached out to touch his handsome face, and smiled softly: "Are you scared?"

As he said that, he grabbed her hand and covered him, "If you are still angry, just hit him again."

"Crazy." She twitched her hand hard but he didn't let it go. She looked up at him, and then she found that his eyes had changed. She immediately wanted to run away, but Chu Ci was faster than her. She put her arm around her waist and sat down. She just sat on his lap...

His eyes were really dangerous, and Zhao Moran struggled again: "Chu Ci, Xunxun is sleeping."

"I won't make a noise to her." He gently stroked her face, his nose, and finally landed on her red lips, "What do you think I'm going to do, huh?"

Zhao Moran turned his face embarrassedly—

Today he had a scandal, and Song Yunfei had found the Chu family? He was in a mood to do so. She didn't want to contact him, but he was so strong that she was even more disgusted.

Chu Ci naturally knew her repulsion? His eyes darkened and his voice became hoarse: "I will solve this matter. No matter what, this child will not be born or appeared in front of you, don't worry."

Instead of answering his words, she said, "Let me go, I still have to draw."

Chu Ci took a look at the painting she had just painted? It was an angel in the oil painting. After he looked at it for a while, he frowned and said, "Is Xunxun so beautiful?"

She was so angry that she broke away from him. She walked a few steps to the floor-to-ceiling window. She hugged herself with her hands in her defense and said in a faint voice: "Chu Ci, I don't know why you have changed? But everything has not changed here. Whether you have any illegitimate children outside can't change what you have done before..."

She smiled bitterly: "If... the day before we got married, were you holding another woman? I don't know that this kind of marriage can one day go to the point of talking about true love? Chu Ci? I have never had any extravagant hopes for you? The prince falls in love with Cinderella is just a fairy tale, the same thing? Are you the same? Can we not divorce? But is it not good to continue to live our own lives?"

The voice fell down? He said: "I think that's good."

She said it calmly? But it was extremely uncomfortable to Chu Ci's ears? These words seemed decent, but every word revealed a meaning. She didn't care about him and didn't care about his women outside. She just asked not to have an illegitimate child. In the final analysis, it was all for the child she gave birth to... It's so good? She was so ruthless that he was not as good as that.

Chu Ci was angry and walked over and hugged her waist from behind. His voice was hoarse: "I don't like me so much? I hope I will find another woman?"

She didn't say anything, just watched the outside slowly turning black, and after a long time, she said hoarsely: "Chu Ci, don't make things difficult for me, I know what you want, but I can't."

His face was buried in her warm neck, and after staying like this for a while, he said again, "What if I just want to force you to make things difficult for you?"

"I can't do it, nor can I deceive myself." She turned around and said seriously: "Chu Ci, I don't want to deceive myself or you... Don't waste time on me."

He stared at her eyes, not letting her change in expression. Finally, he was sure that she was not joking and he also lowered his expression, "Okay, then it's the same as before..."

After he said that, he let go of her and turned around and left.

Zhao Moran was placed on the stool. She was stunned and realized that he seemed to have left and was angry. She was stunned for a long time before she started painting again, but her heart could not calm down...

On the other hand, Chu Ci went to the study and answered a call from Secretary Yin, which was probably settled by the outside.

Fixed... Only one Song Yunfei was left.

No, in fact, the one who was not settled the most was Mo Ran, his wife... She had a fuss with him, scolding him and beating him was better than being cold now. Every trace of her calmness shows that she doesn't love him, she said... she will never.

Chu Ci let out a long breath, took a bag of cigarettes from the table and lit it. After taking a sip, he saw the photo on the desk. It was Yan Yan's photo... Did Moran see it too today?

He held a cigarette in one hand and took the photo frame with the other, looked carefully for a while and put it in the drawer. Then he remembered that it seemed that he and Moran had not taken wedding photos yet. In fact, she had ordered one, but it was not taken later, and there was no wedding photo at home... Chu Ci let out a long sigh and finally admitted that he was not good to her, very bad.

He sat and smoked four or five cigarettes, trying to see her, but pride stopped him, and slowly went downstairs... The servants at home were a little scared, thinking that there must be a noise today, but they didn't expect it to be surprisingly quiet.

The servant asked carefully what to eat tonight. Chu Ci sat on the sofa and read the magazine, "As long as you cook normally, add two more dishes, don't be too greasy... Madam, don't you want to maintain your figure?"

The servant did not expect that the gentleman was in a good mood, so he immediately nodded: "Yes, yes."

Chu Ci smiled faintly and lowered her head again, "After you finish, ask your wife to go downstairs to have a meal."
Chapter completed!