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

But just holding Mo Qiuxi in his arms, Wen Qingzhu's body warmed up again.

He could not help sighing when he felt his emotions.

Holding Mo Qiuxi, her gentle breath was sprayed on her chest, it was really grind.

But after grinding people, Wen Qingzhu was reluctant to let go, just wanted to hug her to sleep like this.

Wen Qingzhu looked down at Mo Qiuxi, his eyes softer, and he seemed to be indulged in a deep pride, and there seemed to be some emotions surging.

Wen Qingzhu lovingly kissed Mo Qiuxi, kissed and kissed, and wanted more.

But he also knew that Mo Qiuxi was tired, afraid of waking her, and no more disturbance.

In the end he could only think of something else, calm himself down, and slowly fell asleep holding Mo Qiuxi.

The next day, Wen Qingzhu woke up early, and he was reluctant to get up. He watched Mo Qiuxi for a while before getting up.

His movements are very light, afraid of waking up Mo Qiuxi.

He put a kiss on her forehead, tucked her in, and went downstairs.

He got up earlier, and it was fine in the morning. He didn't let the servant cook. He planned to cook for Qiu Xi himself.

She was tired last night, he just wanted to make something nutritious that she loved to eat and make up for her.

Thinking of his madness last night, Wen Qingzhu rubbed his head, what to do, and felt distressed.

But he really couldn't control it and wanted her.

That feeling is not controlled by intelligence.

Wen Qingzhu smiled and shook his head with a smile.

Watching the time reach seven, Wen Qingzhu began to make breakfast.

If Qiu Xi wakes up later, you can eat it directly.

But while Wen Qingzhu was making breakfast, Wen Qingzhu's mother came.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Qiu Jingman smiled mildly, "I made some soup to give you drinks."

Wen Qingzhu looked at the soup that his mother had brought, and the smile on his face narrowed, "Mom, don't be so troublesome, and still tired of you, what soup Qiuxi likes to drink, I'll do it."

Wen Qingzhu used this sentence to show that he cares about Mo Qiuxi, and strives to raise Mo Qiuxi's status in the family.

The look on Qiu Jingman's face is not natural, "Since I have brought it over, you let her remember to drink it, and I'm doing it for you too."

Qiu Jingman's words were punished, and there was another layer of meaning in the words.

Wen Qingzhu said with a headache: "Mom, I really don't need it. This is my life with Qiu Xi."

"Qingzhu, don't you really want to live with her like this, Mom can see that you are not very happy, you like that politeness, she is back, and it is appropriate for you to be together."

Wen Qingzhu's face changed, "Mom, you don't really like Qiu Xi, do you?"

Qiu Jingman was seen through by his son, and he no longer concealed, "I and your dad are not satisfied with your decision. You said, I go out, even embarrassed to mention my daughter-in-law, you look at my sisters , The daughter-in-law did not have a head and a face, but Qiu Xi......"

Qiu Jingman sighed, "The child is not saying bad, the character is okay, it is only promised, the small door is out of the door, you can't get on the table, and you don't like it anymore, Mom just thinks about your day Release your heart, find someone you like, and be happy, and your dad and I will be at ease."

"Mom, Qiu Xi is what I like. This soup really doesn't need to."

"Are you so stubborn? Me and your dad are also for you."

Wen Qingzhu's face sank, "Mom, what I want, I know for myself, without worrying about you and my father, you can't impose on me with your own views."

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