Ultimate Torment! The Yandere Movie Queen Is Madly in Love with Me

"I..." Jiang Mo hesitated, unable to utter a single word.

Wen Yan lowered her eyes in disappointment. "If you don't want to stay with me, go back and rest. You must be tired too."

Jiang Mo explained, "I just think it's inappropriate for a big man like me to be in your room, especially since we're just a fake couple."

Wen Yan nodded. "Okay."

Jiang Mo turned to leave, but stopped at the door.

"Does your leg hurt? I can help you."

Wen Yan nodded.

Jiang Mo returned to the bedside and sat down, saying, "Let me massage it for you. Were you scared?"

Wen Yan frowned slightly. "I thought the car was going to flip over, so my leg cramped a little. It still hurts a bit."

Her long legs were encased in black silk. Jiang Mo raised his hand and placed it on her leg, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

He was a normal man!

The woman was lying on the bed, her face exquisite and aloof, the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, carrying a hint of allure.

She was simply a beauty unmatched in this world!

Jiang Mo had seen many beautiful women, but this was the first time he had seen a woman so beautiful and with such a great figure.

Her soft lips were a pale pink. Jiang Mo stared intently, wanting to taste them.

Wen Yan raised her finger and gently stroked Jiang Mo's arm, making his heart itch.

"Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

Jiang Mo swallowed and gently massaged Wen Yan's leg. "No... nothing."

"Thank you, Jiang Mo."

"You're welcome. You've helped me a lot too. I'm just doing you a small favor."

Jiang Mo's movements were slow.

Wen Yan curled her lips and suddenly sat up, hugging his neck.

Caught off guard, Jiang Mo's nose almost touched hers, and their breathing quickened.

"What... what are you doing?"

Jiang Mo immediately turned his face away, his heart racing.

This woman was teasing him again.

Wen Yan deliberately whispered in Jiang Mo's ear, "I want to take a bath. Jiang Mo, carry me to the bathroom."

"Okay."

Jiang Mo almost bit his tongue.

What was this all about?

Her leg was just weak from fright, not crippled, right?

Although Jiang Mo thought so in his heart, he still carried Wen Yan into the bathroom.

"Jiang Mo, don't leave. You still have to carry me out later. My leg still hurts."

"Okay, you wash up first. I'll wait for you outside. Be careful."

With that, Jiang Mo immediately went out and closed the door.

He gently tugged at his collar. Maybe he needed to take a cold shower now too.

"Jiang Mo, bring me a nightgown."

This time, Jiang Mo deliberately chose a very conservative nightgown and knocked on the door.

"Wen Yan, your nightgown."

"I can't get out. Can you bring it to me?"

Jiang Mo opened the door, closed his eyes, and came in, groping around blindly.

Wen Yan smiled. "Why don't you open your eyes?"

"Men and women shouldn't touch. I'd better keep my eyes closed. I can hear your voice, so I know where you are."

Jiang Mo groped his way to Wen Yan's side, handed her the nightgown, and immediately withdrew his hand after accidentally touching her smooth skin.

"I'm leaving. Call me when you're changed."

"What a... gentleman."

Wen Yan muttered to herself.

Such a beauty was delivered right to his doorstep, and this guy didn't even look.

Did he hate her?

Wasn't her disguise good enough?

Wen Yan's eyes darkened, and she put on the clothes and called out softly, "Jiang Mo, I'm ready."

Jiang Mo's ears almost got pregnant listening to her.

Had Wen Yan's voice changed?

Did she have a cold?

After entering, Wen Yan sat on the sink, a light pink nightgown wrapped around her body, revealing a pair of fair, long legs.

Her long black hair was dripping with water, and her face was unadorned, incomparably beautiful.

She was like a cat who had taken off her disguise, leaning back lazily, a little soft.

Jiang Mo's heart softened.

Wen Yan actually had this side to her.

He used to think she was overbearing. When she was on TV shows, everyone would respectfully call her Sister Yan.

But at this moment, Wen Yan opened her arms to him.

"Jiang Mo, hold me."

Jiang Mo picked up the woman with one hand. She had a natural fragrance, which smelled very good.

After placing Wen Yan on the bed, Jiang Mo picked up the hair dryer on the table.

"Wen Yan, don't you have a hair dryer? You have two. Why do you keep going to my room to get a hair dryer?"

Wen Yan's lips twitched.

Damn it! She forgot to hide the hair dryer!

Then, someone said nonsense in a serious manner, "Jiang Mo, these two hair dryers were just brought over. The hair dryer from the past two days was broken by me because my hair is too long."

Jiang Mo nodded. "That's right, your hair is very long, so you might break the hair dryer. You should prepare a few more in the future."

"Yes."

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

After drying Wen Yan's hair, Jiang Mo prepared to leave.

Wen Yan tugged at the corner of Jiang Mo's clothes again. "I feel like my leg still hurts a bit. Will I have nightmares tonight?"

"No."

Wen Yan said again, "Can you stay with me?"

Jiang Mo's expression was surprised. "Stay with you, here?"

Wen Yan nodded seriously. "Yes."

"You sleep, I'll watch over you."

Jiang Mo sat next to Wen Yan, a little helpless.

Wen Yan seemed to have become a little clingy. Was it because she was frightened?

Wen Yan looked at Jiang Mo with her eyes open and said, "You tell Tangtang stories to coax her to sleep. Can you tell me a story?"

"Okay."

Jiang Mo picked up his phone, opened a children's book, and told Wen Yan the story of the Little Prince.

His voice was very pleasant, magnetic, like a voice actor in an audiobook.

The corners of Wen Yan's mouth turned up unconsciously, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Jiang Mo was about to leave, but found that Wen Yan had grabbed his clothes. He bent down, preparing to take Wen Yan's hand away, but was hugged by the woman again.

Jiang Mo: "..."

He couldn't leave!

"Wen Yan, I'm Jiang Mo, not your pillow. Let me go."

Wen Yan didn't hear him and hugged him tighter, rubbing her beautiful face against Jiang Mo's arm.

Jiang Mo lay next to Wen Yan like this... staring at the ceiling above.

He would leave when Wen Yan woke up.

Waiting and waiting, Jiang Mo closed his eyes and fell asleep...

"Daddy..."

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The little milk dumpling was still waiting for her daddy outside, but she had been waiting for a long time and her daddy hadn't come out yet.

The baby rubbed her eyes aggrievedly.

Did Daddy forget her?

Then, she stretched out a small hand and patted the door.

"Daddy! Want Daddy!"

No matter how she patted, her daddy didn't hear her and didn't come out.

The little milk dumpling drooped her big head aggrievedly.

Why was Daddy ignoring her? Did Daddy not want her anymore?

Wen Yi picked up the little one and threw her on the bed.

"Your daddy is already asleep, you sleep too."

The baby sat on the bed and sniffed, shaking her head.

She still wanted to wait for Daddy!!!

Jiang Mo had long forgotten about his daughter, holding his wife in his arms.

So soft, his pillow was so soft.

Jiang Mo gently rubbed against her, and there was a fragrance...