President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

The man's magnetic and hoarse voice echoed in Shen Xilan's ears, and she clearly felt that the string buried deep in her heart was trembling.

The emotions that had been deliberately suppressed were vented instantly.

Looking at his emotionally full eyes, she choked up and said, "I miss you too, I miss you so much."

Mo Jingsen couldn't help it as soon as she said the last "you" word, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The longing breath and warm lips made Shen Xilan let go of all worries at that moment, raised her slender arms, hugged the man's neck, and kissed back passionately.

The night was getting thick, and a moving song of men's gasps and women's gasps was played in the room.

When the room calmed down, the two of them were still in the doorway, but Shen Xilan was weakly leaning on the man's arms.

Mo Jingsen hugged Shen Xilan's waist, supported her to stand still, kissed her forehead lightly, hoarsely said: "Tired?"

It makes sense that Xiaobie wins the newlyweds, but because of the hungry for too long, some can't control it. It should be too intense.

"A little bit, let me lean on, slowly." Shen Xilan leaned softly against Mo Jingsen's chest, the frequency of his heartbeat still not lowered.

During this period of time, she was busy with work, no fitness, and her physical fitness deteriorated. After changing the past, she would not be so tired, even if every cell in her body was broken up and danced happily. When you can't even stand firmly.

Mo Jingsen chuckled lightly: "Should I take you to a bath?"

He was very happy to hear, his chest trembling with laughter.

I just sweated and my body is sticky, so it's good to take a bath.

Shen Xilan raised his hand to hug Mo Jingsen's neck and motioned for him to hold.

The corner of Mo Jingsen's mouth twitched slightly and lifted the Princess Ren.

The warm water effectively relieved physical fatigue. Shen Xilan took a good bath and Mo Jingsen had already washed in another bathroom, wearing the home clothes she bought, sitting on the sofa in the living room and typing on the laptop keyboard.

Shen Xilan glanced at his wet hair, turned around and took the hair dryer out.

"Is the problem in Linhai still not solved?" she asked, frowning as she plugged in the hair dryer.

Mo Jingsen moved his head closer to Shen Xilan's direction, so that she could blow his hair: "It's solved, and normal construction can resume tomorrow."

Will you recover until tomorrow, and come back today?

Shen Xilan paused slightly before turning on the power button: "Is it solved today?"

"Well, I didn't get the approval until eight o'clock in the evening."

That's good. The Linhai project is very critical. It involves the economy of the entire Shengyuan Group. All this has been delayed for nearly two months, and it has finally been resolved.

Shen Xilan put down the big stone in her heart, and suddenly reacted: "When I got home, did you not arrive soon?"

"Yeah." Mo Jingsen replied with a hum in his nose, while quickly returning to the email in his hand.

Shen Xilan stood behind Mo Jingsen and glanced at it. He was replying to the approval of a series of resumption plans on Linhai. Obviously, the work there was not finished, and it was only now in such a hurry.

"You wouldn't go directly to the airport from the conference room?" Shen Xilan glanced around. There was no box, just a work bag with a notebook.

"Well, the assistant will bring my luggage back later."

"Don't eat dinner?"

"I'm not very hungry." Mo Jingsen's eyes did not leave the computer screen.

It's almost a little bit faster, how can you not be hungry.

Mo Xin is right, this person will not remember to eat when he works.

But a person who even forgets to eat at work, rushes back in such a hurry, why does he have to ask?

Shen Xilan felt that his hair was almost dry, put the hair dryer in, and went to the kitchen.

Fortunately, there is no space in her refrigerator.

Shen Xilan made a bowl of three fresh meatballs, and Mo Jingsen just finished the work at hand. Seeing her wearing an apron carrying a bowl, she realized that she had gone to the kitchen to cook for him.

Mo Jingsen closed the laptop and put it on the coffee table, got up and walked towards her: "It smells good, I didn't think it just now. I smelled the smell just now and realized that I was really hungry."

"Don't look at how long you haven't eaten, you are not allowed to work without eating in the future!" Shen Xilan fiercely put the bowl on the table.

Mo Jingsen looked at her pretending to be fierce, but in fact her eyes were all caring. He smiled and squeezed her chin, and said, "Yes."

"It's a good promise. It's weird that you can hear it in." Shen Xilan took the chopsticks and handed it to Mo Jingsen, and sat down opposite him.

Mo Jingsen glanced at the delicious bowl, then looked at Shen Xilan: "You don't want to eat something?"

Shen Xilan shook his head: "I'm not hungry, you eat."

Mo Jingsen was not welcome, and began to eat.

Even if he is hungry, he still eats slowly, very elegantly and beautifully.

She was hungry. When she was thrown abroad, she couldn't eat for a while, and she often only had one meal a day or two. So until now, she can withstand hunger, but she hates being hungry. It feels like she doesn't care about her manners.

Shen Xilan held his chin and stared at Mo Jingsen with admiration eyes, and couldn't help but sigh that he was really an attractive man.

The slender fingers holding the chopsticks and the small arms exposed by rolling up the sleeves all show his masculine harshness.

Mo Jingsen was stared at by the woman’s fiery eyes. After taking a few mouthfuls, he couldn’t bear it. He raised his eyes to look at her and asked jokingly: “You stare at me like this, you want to tell me you want to eat. It's not rice, it's me?"

Shen Xilan returned to his senses, reacting to what he meant, her face turned red, and she quickly looked away.

But still instinctively replied: "You don't look at me where you know I'm looking at you, eating yours."

Mo Jingsen didn't mean to argue with her about winning or losing. He smiled and immersed himself in the meal.

When Mo Jingsen had almost eaten, Shen Xilan took the warm Chinese medicine and drank it.

Mo Jingsen frowned, "Are you still drinking? I remember Uncle Li said that it would be fine to drink until the end of last month?"

If it is only to treat her uterine cold, it will be enough to drink until the end of last month. Now her period has returned to normal, and her stomach pain is no longer unbearable.

Dr. Li’s medical skills really have nothing to say.

So she started to have hope of curing the infertility, and originally planned to drink it for a year or a half regardless of success or failure.

But now, she began to look forward to it, thinking, maybe, one day she would suddenly add a younger brother and sister to Si Tian.

She didn't talk to Mo Jingsen about these things, and she didn't want to disappoint him if she didn't know the result.

Shen Xilan moved out the set that he discussed with Dr. Li:

"The other formula will need to be drunk for a longer period of time. It is good for the body. I asked to drink it longer. Uncle Li personally fried it."

"You didn't really hate drinking before, why is it addicted to drinking?" Mo Jingsen asked with a smile.

He tried the medicine very hard, she didn't want to drink it, he knew it too.

If Dr. Li can prescribe it, it shows that it is good to drink it. What he wonders is how she suddenly changed.

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