Zhao Moran was a little hesitant at first, but she accepted it when she looked at Chu Ci with a serious look.

I took the beer and took a sip.

Chu Ci saw her drink and took a sip himself: "It seems that you probably have never indulged in your life."

Perhaps after drinking, she became more courageous and smiled softly: "Chu Ci, if I indulged myself, I would probably not become Mrs. Chu."

Chu Ci's eyebrows moved slightly, and after a moment, she understood what she meant, and smiled: "Not necessarily."

She looked at him, and after drinking, her face looked a little gorgeous in the dark light, with a rare charm. Chu Ci couldn't help but reach out and gently shave her face.

Zhao Moran bit his lower lip lightly, and his voice was low, "Chu Ci."

He nodded, looking a little careless.

She took another sip of wine before she plucked up the courage to ask, "Why don't you let me go?"

His fingers gently slid across her lips, and it took a long time to smile silly: "Do you want me to let it go?"

Zhao Moran's lips opened slightly, and she couldn't speak for a long time. She was not good at drinking, so it was enough to be half a bottle of beer.

If she hadn't taken the initiative to get close to Chu Ci, but today she was a little indulgent, or if he was easy to talk to, she unconsciously leaned on his shoulder, put one hand on his neck and imitated him and said softly: "Will you let it go?"

"No." He lowered his head and kissed her, his voice became hoarse, "I don't want to let it go."

Zhao Moran raised her eyes, and she was a little drunk before asking: "Chu Ci, do you like me a little?"

He didn't say anything, just looked at her.

She seemed to understand and didn't ask any more.

Chu Ci said in a low and silence: "Some things go by, and Yan Yan is just a sister in my heart."

She didn't want to hear it, but when she remembered it, her body was pressed down by him.

"Moran, listen to me." His voice became even more hoarse: "I know you care about her more than Song Yunfei, but if I can choose, I won't hurt you."

He married her and did not intend to fall in love with her. He probably just wanted to find a woman to get married and block his mother's mouth and then give birth to a cute little daughter. In fact, according to the original plan, the child also gave birth to her and whether she divorced her or not, but he just didn't want to let go of her.

He wanted her to be by his side, take care of Xunxun, and then let him see it every day.

I can see her when I get up, sleep, and eat.

She is by his side every year on his birthday and every Spring Festival.

He knew he was not worthy, but he just didn't want to let go.

This probably just likes it.

It was the same as before, when I wanted Yan Yan to stay by my side.

He dared not say how much he loved her. At least he knew that he liked her and wanted to be with her, and he would not get tired of it even for the rest of his life, but he didn't know how Moran felt about him.

She minded his past, but not because she was jealous, but because she had been hurt.

Chu Ci's voice became gentler: "Go and get some snacks."

He got up and wanted to leave, but Zhao Moran hooked his neck.

He was really surprised and looked down at her.

Zhao Moran's voice was low, "Don't leave, stay with me."

Now her mind was a little confused. She couldn't tell what it means to be kind to her. She was a little cold and he was hot. She wanted him to accompany her and she could have something to rely on.

Chu Ci naturally would not let go of such a good thing. He leaned half on the cushion behind and hugged her down...

Her face was blushing, very beautiful, and Chu Ci's voice was hoarse: "Will I want me to accompany you in the future?"

She didn't say anything, just buried her head in his shoulder, obviously she was drinking too much.

Chu Ci was helpless: "You have to show off when you can't drink, and you have to be angry with me."

Maybe she was drunk and was not prepared, unlike her usual distance, so he couldn't help but reach out and pat her gently.

Zhao Moran screamed in pain, but his voice was as delicate as honey. Chu Ci was a little moved for a moment and leaned over to kiss her lips...

After kissing for a long time, she let go of her eyes. Her red lips slightly opened and her voice rustled: "Chu Ci, what's wrong?"

Her appearance was so fatal. Chu Ciqing couldn't help but pull her closer and kissed her again...

...

By the time she woke up, it was already late at night and she was already on the big bed in the master bedroom.

As soon as Zhao Moran sat up, Chu Ci's voice sounded in his ears: "Don't move."

He sat on the sofa in the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of red wine in his hand...

She licked her lower lip lightly, her voice was hoarse: "Why don't you sleep?"

Although she had drunk, she was always a mature woman. She slowly remembered what happened before and her face turned redder.

Chu Ci put down the red wine glass in her hand, walked over and bent down and kissed her forehead: "You were a little low in fever when you hugged you downstairs, so you were worried."

She then stroked her forehead after realizing it, and after a long time, she spoke tidily: "Do you have a fever?"

Chu Ci reached out and flicked her forehead: "Silly."

Zhao Moran looked at him in a daze, but Chu Ci picked up the thermometer beside her and measured it again, then said, "It's okay, 38 degrees."

Zhao Moran bit his lower lip, "Chu Ci, no, my health has always been good."

He didn't say anything and just looked at her.

The eyes are somewhat meaningful.

Under that gaze, Zhao Moran blushed and did not dare to ask again.

Chu Ci took the medicine: "Take one, I can't feed it in no matter how hard I fell asleep."

While saying that, he took the medicine and put it in the palm of her hand, got up and poured her a glass of water.

Zhao Moran didn't feel it just now, and she felt a little dizzy. She leaned against the head of the bed, her long brown hair spreading on her shoulders, with a very weak beauty.

Chu Ci came in and saw this look. He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became a little deeper.

"Why did you sit up?" He softened his voice and went over to sit by the bed.

Zhao Moran looked at him with a little slow head: "Don't you take medicine?"

He smiled, lifted the water cup and put it directly to her lips. She was not used to this, so she took her hand to pick it up, but Chu Ci was a little domineering.

Zhao Moran's voice was low: "Chu Ci."

He nodded, "Be good."

She had to drink a small sip of water and take the medicine.

After taking the medicine, she felt a little exhausted, and she lay down: "Actually you don't have to accompany me, it's getting late."

Chu Ci said indifferently: "I won't go to the company tomorrow."

She whispered, feeling a little uncomfortable, so she closed her eyes.

Chu Ci's eyes stared at her face and never moved away...

He regretted it a little. He wouldn't have been so indulged if he had known it. He felt very distressed when she was sick now, but when he thought of the scene at that time, his body was throbbing, and in the end he couldn't tell whether he felt sorry for her or something else...

Zhao Moran was always extremely tired and fell asleep soon. Chu Ci was worried about guarding her, so she simply took her laptop and processed the documents in the bedroom.

Late at night, the light in the master bedroom was dark and his wife breathed lightly.

He went over and took a look.

Fortunately, it wasn't very hot, he wanted to sleep, but probably too many things happened tonight and experienced unprecedented emotional impact. Chu Ci was actually sleepless... so he poured himself a glass of red wine.

It's very late at night.

He looked at his wife... and his mood was a little complicated.

In the past, he had more or less the love for girls for Yan Yan, but he was completely in love with a woman for Zhao Moran.

Thinking of this, his Adam's apple couldn't help but loosen for a moment, but he still got up and went over.

Just as he was bent down to kiss her, the door of the master bedroom creaked open, and a small man sneaked in with a small pillow, and looked very funny when he tiptoed.

Chu Ci straightened up and his voice softly: "Can't you fall asleep?"

Xiao Xunxun was startled.

Why doesn’t dad sleep?

But she was still very close to Chu Ci, so she immediately ran over and hugged her father's legs: "Xunxun dreamed and couldn't sleep."

Chu Ci guessed that she was probably having fun during the day and was only excited at this moment, so she picked her up with one hand: "Dad takes you to your room to sleep, so let mom rest more."

Xiao Xunxun hugged his neck and poked her head: "But I want to sleep with my mother."

Chu Ci comforted her gentle voice: "Mom is sick and needs rest."

Xiao Xunxun opened her eyes wide: "Mom is still fine at night."

Now, Chu Ciluo was a little bit like that and coughed lightly: "Mom is catching a cold."

Xiao Xunxun said in a silence: "That must be because my mother was not covered with a quilt when she was sleeping."

Chu Ci:...

There is no way to continue talking about this.

As a father, he had to touch his nose: "Next time I will remember to cover my mother with a quilt."
Chapter completed!