Chu Ci frowned and walked to the edge of the bathtub, but she had no sign of waking up. He squatted down and looked at her face. Because she had just washed her hair, her hair was wet, and she was like a water monster fished out of the water, very tempting, different from usual.

Chu Ci looked for a while, reached out to take a towel and wrapped her up, picked her up and walked towards the master bedroom. She naturally woke up with such a big noise. She was a little surprised when she opened her eyes, but then she reached out to hug Chu Ci's neck, and her voice was low: "Chu Ci."

He nodded, and there was a casual meaning in the middle of the night. Zhao Moran pursed her lower lip and stopped talking. They hadn't gotten much together for a while, and she didn't know why he went back to the bedroom.

She thought, is he going to sleep in the master bedroom tonight?

Thinking of it, he spoke naturally: "Chu Ci, let me sleep in the baby room, there is a sofa there to sleep with."

Chu Ci lowered her head and looked at her indifferently, without saying anything. Then he carried her to the bedroom, asked her to sit and wipe her hair and then change into her pajamas. When she was nervous, she pressed her shoulders as soon as she landed on the ground, and her voice was hoarse and outrageous: "Afraid of me? We have been a couple for so long. Do you think I will sleep in the guest room all my life, or do you think I will marry you as a decoration?"

Zhao Moran turned his face a little embarrassedly, and happened to see his clear palms—

Chu Ci is a very beautiful man, but her hands are very strong. She feels painful when she holds her shoulders.

Zhao Moran whispered: "I don't mean that."

"That's not the best." Chu Ci pulled out his tie and walked towards the bathroom: "I'll take a shower first, don't fall asleep."

After the voice came to an end, the bathroom door closed, and Zhao Moran stood there and his whole body was cold.

In this marriage, she was nothing, just Chu Ci's wife. If he wanted her to have a baby, she had to have a baby. If he wanted to sleep with her, she had no right to refuse, even if she hated him at this time.

But no matter how disgusted she was, she still reached out to put her pajamas together and lay down quietly.

After a while, she felt the corners of her eyes were cold. When she reached out and touched her, she realized that the corners of her eyes were full of tears. She didn't know why she was crying. She was obviously not a little girl anymore, and she chose this path herself... Then what's there to cry, it seems pretentious.

She tried her best to restrain herself and resisted the disgust. At this moment, Chu Ci came in, looked up at her, then sat down on the edge of the bed, touched her face with her palm, and smiled silently: "Have you cried? I'm just unbearable to you?"

"No." She turned her face and ignored his badness.

Chu Ci seemed to be very interested, but didn't care about her neglect. She reached out and touched her face again. After a while, she smiled softly, "Are you angry?"

Speaking of which, he hasn't been with her for a long time, and he is not like a young man, but it's always inevitable that such things as husband and wife are, and he has no intention of becoming a monk, so she is reluctant, he still follows his wishes...

Late at night, she leaned against the pillow.

Chu Ci took a sip of cigarette, looked down at her, and then exhaled a sip of cigarette rings: "What's wrong? Did you feel unhappy again just now?"

"No." She whispered.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Xia He was pinched by him. Chu Ci smiled awkwardly: "You obviously didn't say that just now, why did you show me a cold face now?"
Chapter completed!