Chapter 4

Hearing Mo Yichen's cry, Jiang Yurou doesn't pay attention to it. In the past month, she hasn't suffered a lot in the bathroom. Naturally, she knows that there is nothing good for him to let her in at this time.

See shout for a long time no movement, Mo Yi Chen press can't bear, then added a, "there is no bath towel in the bathroom, send me a come in!"

"Damn it! I forgot to put bath towel in the bathroom! " Jiang Yurou murmurs, picks up a bath towel and pushes open the door of the bathroom. In the mist, she sees Mo Yichen lying naked in the bathtub. Although she only sees his upper body, her face is still red involuntarily.

Mo Yichen stares at her like this, looking at her at a loss to put the bath towel on the shelf, looking at her pink face, evasive eyes.

It's been so many days since she got married. It seems that she is not used to getting along with him normally. Every time she sees her blushing face, Mo Yichen will feel relaxed.

His life has not appeared for a long time will blush girl, have to admit that she looks more beautiful than usual a bit, Mo Yichen's mouth can not help but emerge a smile.

Catch a glimpse of the smile on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Yurou puts down her towel and anxiously wants to quit, but Mo Yichen grabs it when she is ready to turn around and leave.

His mouth is also hanging a gentle smile, the light in the eyes is particularly hot, Jiang Yurou feel heart began to jump, she naturally reached out to push him, "don't make trouble!"

Mo Yichen ignored her resistance. He gently pulled her to her side. Jiang Yurou was brought to the bathtub by him with a cry of surprise. Before he could speak, his mouth closed her lips,

The next thing happened naturally

Jiang Yurou is not used to being held in his arms by Mo Yichen. She tries to push him. She doesn't push him away, and she can't do too much, so she has to keep a stiff posture and lie in his arms.

Mo Yichen's body exudes the smell of a mature man. He doesn't want to communicate with him. Jiang Yurou closes her eyes and begins to pretend to sleep.

Mo Yichen looked at her good-looking eyelashes and sighed. When on earth can she get along with him normally?

Mo Yichen's breathing tends to be stable, and Jiang Yurou gently breaks free from his arms.

Keeping a posture for a long time made her arms numb. After she broke away from him, she moved her body gently to keep a distance with him, then turned her back to him and fell asleep.

Mo Yichen didn't fall asleep. He quietly closed his eyes and felt that she was doing all this. He felt a little uncomfortable.

His family background and talent make many women rush to throw themselves in love. Before he knew her, he was always a woman killer, but after he met her, this law was broken.

She didn't have him in her eyes. Even after they got married, she treated herself just as before.

Polite with strange, just like the promise of his marriage request when the three chapters written, she is just trying to play the role of a wife.

Ironing clothes for him, preparing breakfast and putting in bath water, but this is not love or real concern, but because of the role needs, she always feels like a nanny.

If she didn't take the initiative, she would never take the initiative to get close to him. Only in front of her family, she would pretend to be in love and harmony with him. As long as she was away from the sight of her family, she would immediately return to her original state.

She had met him several times in public, and her eyes were as strange as strangers.

Mo Yichen never feels amorous. He has been surrounded by beautiful women, such as Jiang Yurou. However, he is attracted by her. Recalling the situation when he first saw her, he has an unnatural smile on the corner of his mouth.

On that day, he met a client in a coffee shop. A handsome young man was sitting one place away from him. Beside the young man, there was a bunch of roses. The young man kept looking at his watch. It seemed that he was waiting for his beloved girl.

The door of the coffee shop was pushed open. Jiang Yurou appeared in the coffee shop in a casual dress. She had no make-up and had a clean face with a smile. The afternoon sun was shining on her. She looked so special.

After her good-looking eyes slightly swept, she found the young man, and then quickly came over, "don't you know the coffee in this place is very expensive?" She sat down and began to complain about the young people. Her voice sounded clean and beautiful.

The young man didn't answer. He just handed her the rose he had already prepared. "How did you think of sending me flowers?" She didn't pick up the flowers, but continued to keep her good-looking eyes on the young man.

"Just accept the flowers. What's all that nonsense for?" The young man's face turned red and his tone of voice was a little blunt and urgent.

"Even if you want to send me flowers, you should not send me roses, but carnations!" Her words made the young man's face red. Seeing the red face of the young man, Jiang Yurou finally reacted.

"You are not? I'm your teache