"Mo Yuan, why is the corner of your mouth broken? Who did you fight with?"
Mo Yuan came back later than usual today, with injuries on his face, but holding two high-end paper bags in his hands.
When she rushed over and hugged Mo Yuan, his body stiffened for a moment.
"It's okay. I had some trouble with people at the construction site and had a fight."
Mo Yuan endured the pain in his ribs and put down the paper bag in his hand.
He took out the dress as if to change the subject, looked at her with bright eyes, "Try on the dress I bought for you, see if you like it."
Su Mingxue frowned. With Mo Yuan's temperament, he was unlikely to conflict with others.
Furthermore, Mo Yuan has the highest strength among the male protagonists and will not be easily injured.
Why was he beaten?
"Where did you get the money to buy the dress?"
She saw Mo Yuan taking out two dresses for her. The dresses were well-made and heavily embroidered. One was dark green and the other was sky blue.
It was a price that Mo Yuan couldn't afford.
She held the skirt and looked at Mo Yuan questioningly.
"I asked my friend to borrow money. "
Mo Yuan lowered his head, looking a little unnatural.
Su Mingxue's face sank, "You are lying."
Mo Yuan's expression became panicked.
"Tell me, what did you use to buy this dress?"
She lazily raised her eyelids, her eyes sharp.
Mo Yuan is not good at lying, but now he can't tell the truth, he can only lie, and he must tell the lie in one go, otherwise he will definitely be exposed by the eldest lady.
So he said:
"I deliberately provoked someone to fight me and didn't fight back. The person paid for it, and I also asked my boss to pay some salary in advance. I borrowed some money from my friends and added my own savings to buy it."
"real?"
Su Mingxue raised her eyebrows.
"Really," Mo Yuan pursed his lips and picked up the skirt again, "Quickly try it."
Then she snorted coldly, took the skirt, and wanted to change.
Mo Yuan was about to leave, but she stopped him.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before. Why are you going out? Come and help me put it on."
Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a smile.
He didn't know why, he just felt a little shy subconsciously.
Dark green with lace trim, pearls on the collar, and complex lace embroidered with heavy gold thread on the skirt, gorgeous and moving.
Mo Yuan looked at Su Mingxue who looked as beautiful as an elf in the forest after putting on her skirt. He watched intently, and the joy in his heart reached its peak.
However, the next second, Su Mingxue poured cold water on him.
"Quit. I don't like it."
Mo Yuan's expression paused, "Why, is the style not good-looking? Then I'll exchange it."
Su Mingxue didn't want Mo Yuan to do such harm to herself next time just to buy her a dress, so she said:
"I'm tired of wearing them."
"I like this lightweight skirt now."
"It's better to keep it. I bought everything."
It's obvious that he likes Su Mingxue when he looks at her, and he must be reluctant to part with her.
"You won't listen to what I say now?"
Su Mingxue took off her skirt. Mo Yuan was in a daze in front of her, but he still held her hand, with pleading eyes.
"Keep it and wear it occasionally, young lady."
"I told you I don't like it, so I will return it tomorrow."
She slipped into a lightweight dress and her tone was non-negotiable.
Usually Mo Yuan would definitely listen to her words, but this time he lowered his head and did not agree.
"No. I won't retreat."
There was a stubborn look on his face and his voice was muffled.
"Mo Yuan, are you bold now, aren't you?"
She put her hands on her hips and yelled, her pink face filled with anger and her foxy eyes raised.
Mo Yuan just remained silent, his pursed lips showing a bit of stubbornness.
After a few minutes he said:
"I went to cook."
After saying that, he was going to the kitchen.
Su Mingxue stopped him, her pretty little face bulging with anger.
"If you don't listen to me, I won't eat your food!"
She walked to the kitchen by herself.
Since Mo Yuan is injured, she should cook.
Mo Yuan usually wouldn't let her do it, so she took the opportunity to cook a meal for him.
Mo Yuan sat in the room and looked at the skirts spread out on the bed, his eyes a little sad and his expression a little lonely.
The sound of pots and pans broke his sadness.
He stood up in surprise. Su Mingxue really went to cook.
He walked over worriedly.
Su Mingxue was eight feet away from the stove. She was rummaging around in the pot with a spatula as if she was about to run away at any moment.
"Let me do it."
Su Mingxue's hand was suddenly held. She turned her head and saw Mo Yuan behind her, looking at him a little worriedly.
"Go away, I'll do it myself, don't look down on me! Let's each eat our own food today!"
Su Mingxue shouted in embarrassment and waved the shovel around.
Mo Yuan didn't leave either, just stood aside and looked at her.
Su Mingxue was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and she didn't know that she had fried the vegetables. She put the mushrooms on a plate and walked into the house.
But Mo Yuan hugged her from behind, his warm chest pressed against hers, and his magnetic voice was full of tenderness.
"I'm sorry, miss, don't be angry with me."
"I am not angry."
Su Mingxue said a little awkwardly.
"That's good."
Mo Yuan's hot breath blew on her ears, making her tremble a little and almost stopped holding the plate.
"But I've already removed the tag, so I can't return it."
"If you can't retreat, just retreat."
Su Mingxue said nonchalantly that she had something to be angry with Mo Yuan. He's so good, he'll apologize when he's angry.
Mo Yuan's eyes lit up, and the tone of his usually deep voice rose slightly.
"Well, let me cook."
Su Mingxue was indeed a little tired, and she felt like her body smelled of oily smoke, so she had to take a shower.
After taking a bath, Mo Yuan had already prepared the meal.
She was not confident in her own cooking, so she only ate many pieces of the salt and pepper pork ribs made by Mo Yuan, and also had a dessert after the meal.
Mo Yuan actually ate a lot of the mushrooms she made.
She waited for Mo Yuan to take her bath as usual.
She was lying in the bathtub, which was filled with bubbles. Mo Yuan was using the showerhead to make bubbles for her.
But as he faced it, Mo Yuan suddenly put his hand into the water, put it on her waist and lifted it up at the same time, and asked seriously:
"Where are your wings?"
Su Mingxue had a black question mark face, "What, where did I get my wings?"
Mo Yuan put his hands on his waist again and lifted them up with both hands, "Look, I have it."
Su Mingxue "..." She thought of the mushrooms she fried.
"Mo Yuan, you...couldn't you be poisoned?"
Her eyes widened.
Mo Yuan glanced at her, his dark pupils a little dazed, and said as if he had come to his senses:
"Probably, there were barrages above your head when you were talking."
? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
Why can Mo Yuan still be so calm?
Su Mingxue took Mo Yuan to the nearest clinic. Sure enough, it was fungus poisoning and she went to get some medicine.
She held Mo Yuan's hand and listened to Mo Yuan murmur,
"So many Xiaoxue... So many wives..."
System, who has been watching the show, couldn't help but sigh,
"Mo Yuan is really hard to kill..."
"Huh?" Su Mingxue asked.
The system explained: "In order to buy you a dress, Mo Yuan just finished a boxing match and was poisoned by you again... What an unlucky man."
"Boxing match?"
Su Mingxue frowned,
"Want to watch the replay video?"
the system asked.
"Show me." Su Mingxue already understood in her heart, and the scene of Mo Yuan fighting with people in the ring quickly appeared in her mind.
Her heart started to tremble when she saw Mo Yuan being pinned down and hit so hard that he could hardly stand up and even had nosebleeds in order to find out the opponent's tricks.
Mo Yuan is really......
No wonder she is so stubborn and unwilling to return her skirt.
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"Mingxue, why are you crying?"
When Mo Yuan regained consciousness, Su Mingxue's eyes were filled with water and her face was full of tears.
He reached out to wipe it, but was afraid that his hands would be too rough and hurt her face, so he went to find a tissue.
Su Mingxue turned her head and refused to wipe it for him. She choked with red eyes and said:
"You're injured too."
"You don't care about your body at all."
"Have you ever thought about what I would do if you died?"
Mo Yuan saw her smooth little face covered with tears, and the distress in his eyes was clear. He hugged her regardless of her struggles and kissed her tears.
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive."
"Not next time."
Su Mingxue's eyelashes were wet, and there were tears in her dark eyes. She sighed and said:
"If you let yourself get hurt again, I won't want you anymore."
Mo Yuan quickly agreed, "Mingxue, I really won't do it next time."
Su Mingxue's expression softened slightly, and then she looked at him, and her lips, which had become redder from crying, moved toward Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan's dark eyes became darker, he licked her lips gently, and slowly, held her bright red tongue.
When she was about to close her eyes, she saw that Mo Yuan's favorability level jumped to 100%.
