Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 66 "Has it inspired you?"

  Xu Jialu, who was far away in Mocheng, coded, sneezed inexplicably, not knowing that his salary had already been taken into account by capitalists.

  The silver ring was worn on the ring finger, and it felt slightly cool to the touch. The diamonds on the ring shone brightly under the light.

  Xu Youyou turned the ring slightly, raised her head to meet the man's deep and gentle eyes, and showed a bright smile on her delicate face.

   Mo Shenbai's thin lips hooked slightly, and her eyes fell on the ipad on her lap, "Do you need help?"

   "Huh?" Xu Youyou's clear eyes followed his gaze and landed on his tablet, "You don't know how to draw, how can you help me?"

"I don't know how to draw, but—" the man's deep voice rang out slowly, then suddenly stopped, his dark eyes narrowed, and his skeletal fingers pinched her jaw, kneeling on the ground with one knee, his upper body forced Get close to her.

  Xu Youyou was stunned for a moment, seeing Junyan magnified N times in front of her, her breathing was stagnant, and her pupils were constantly dilated.

  Mo Shenbai pinched her chin, tilted her head slightly, and the tip of her nose was staggered from hers. The distance between her lips was less than a millimeter, and even the breath she exhaled was clearly sprayed on her cheeks.

  Xu Youyou's cheeks flushed red, her mind went blank, the clear woody breath of his body lingered at the tip of her nose, and the sound of a drum was beating in her ears.

   Gudong, Gudong, Gudong...

   Can't tell whether it's his or his own.

   Mo Shenbai's black eyes were hot, staring at her delicate face without blinking, moving down inch by inch, and finally locked on the two lips.

  The color is pink and tender, shiny and attractive.

   Breathing gradually became rough, and the **** Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, as if trying to restrain something.

   Something was quietly flowing in the air, neither of them spoke, nor did they make any next move.

  Looking at each other at a close distance, there seems to be something entangled in the line of sight, which can no longer be untied or cut.

  Finally, Mo Shenbai closed his eyes, and withdrew his body, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was slow and hoarse, "Did it inspire you?"

  Xu Youyou blinked, and suddenly realized, "Are you... creating inspiration for me?"

   Mo Shenbai nodded.

  Xu Youyou bit her lip, lowered her eyelids, thinking that he was going to kiss herself and felt ashamed for being affectionate just now.

   "No?" Mo Shenbai asked again.

   "Yes..." Xu Youyou nodded indiscriminately, her ears were burning hot, "I, I know how to draw..."

  Mo Shenbai's lips were slightly raised, and a warm palm fell on the top of her head. She didn't rub it, but said softly: "Then you draw well, and I won't bother you."

   After speaking, he got up and went out.

  Xu Youyou secretly followed his back from the corner of the eye, and when she saw the door closed, she let out a long sigh of relief.

  Rubbing her face with both hands, "Xu Youyou, don't be so sentimental, she is just kind enough to help you create inspiration!"

   After calming down, she picked up a pen and focused on changing her drawing.

  Time passed quickly, and it was already noon when Xu Youyou finished correcting the drawing. First, she stretched her waist, then looked at her drawing, with a smile on her face.

  The two people who were about to kiss were changed to a gesture of close eyes, wanting to kiss but not kissing, full of atmosphere.

   "I'm so good, I drew all of this."

  Saving the drawing, she turned off the ipad and thought of something, got up and walked to the door next door.

   Knock, knock, knock.

   Lightly knocked on the door three times, it was Pei Chuan who opened the door, and said in a respectful tone, "Madam."

  His voice was not deliberately lowered, the executives sitting in the living room heard it, and instantly petrified Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

Mrs? ? ? ?

   The first update. Small theater: Xu Youyou received an invitation from the publishing house to draw illustrations, asking the male protagonist to gossip about his abs. Xu Youyou searched the Internet for male stars' eight-pack abs to find out the truth. Boss Mo tore off the button with one hand: Eight yuan is not enough, six yuan is okay? Xu Youyou: "..."

  (end of this chapter)