Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Wen Qingzhu heard her voice and realized she was in pain.

His patience is still very strong, this time, he stopped and calmed Mo Qiuxi with a kiss, very gentle and patient.

Mo Qiuxi gradually felt no more pain, and his body was ready to accept Wen Qingzhu.

"Qingzhu..."

This soft voice made Wen Qingzhu understand that she was better. He looked down at her, "Qiu Xi, how are you?"

Since he said that he would spoil her, naturally at this time, he should also patiently take care of her feelings.

Mo Qiuxi looked at Wen Qingzhu like water mist, hugged his neck, and said in his ear: "Well."

After listening to this um, Wen Qingzhu moved.

His movements are as gentle as those of his people, and even in such cases, they are particularly gentle.

He observed Mo Qiuxi's expression, fast and slow.

Until Mo Qiuxi reached the cloud, Wen Qingzhu stopped.

Mo Qiuxi felt for the first time that there was such a sense of happiness, and it was given to her by Wen Qingzhu.

The two frankly opposed each other, without any gaps, so Mo Qiuxi has a warm sense of security.

At this moment, he belongs to her, and she also belongs to Wen Qingzhu completely.

The aftertaste just now still exists, and Mo Qiuxi slowly calmed down and didn't have any energy at all.

Wen Qingzhu's expression gradually became clearer, and he stretched out his jade hand to wipe Mo Qiuxi's sweat.

Then she pushed away and hugged her in her arms again.

Mo Qiuxi likes to lean in Wen Qingzhu's arms, and she moves into his arms again.

She could smell the best smell of him.

When the two were not married, Mo Qiuxi couldn't help but want to hold him close to him.

She even wondered what it was like in his arms.

Every time the two approached, she could smell the clean breath on him and she would be drunk.

Wen Qingzhu didn't speak, just hugged her silently, and occasionally touched her hair.

Mo Qiuxi didn't speak, she would be immersed in some thoughts.

When they were in school, although they were one school, Mo Qiuxi was an undergraduate and Wen Qingzhu was a doctor.

In comprehensive universities, the subjects they studied are different. Although they have an undergraduate and a doctorate, they are only three years old.

Wen Qingzhu is too popular in the school and has a high reputation.

The reason why Mo Qiuxi knows Wen Qingzhu is also often discussed by roommates, and various honorary introductions of Wen Qingzhu are also on the school bulletin board.

Over time, Mo Qiuxi didn't know anything, and Wen Qingzhu was no stranger to her.

The first time they met was on a rainy day. She ran on the aisle. When she passed the path, she ran into his arms and the books in her hand fell to the ground.

On a rainy day, the book gets wet all at once.

Mo Qiuxi didn't care about anything else, squatted down to pick up a book, but there was a hand faster than her.

The hand fell in her sight, so beautiful, slender as jade, with distinct bones, a pair of hands playing the piano.

She later learned that it was the hand holding the scalpel.

The wind blew across the pages of the book and opened the first page, which read her class and name.

She heard a clear voice ringing above her head, "Mo Qiuxi?"

The sound of cleanness, like the strings, is like the gurgling stream flowing into your heart, moistening your heart.

For the first time, she felt that her name sounded so beautiful.

Just listening to the sound, Mo Qiuxi's heart twitched, and she later realized that that kind of tremor might be the feeling of heart palpitations.

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