The whole family walked to the entrance of the first floor and met Mo Yinchuan who was about to go upstairs with a water glass in his hand.
"Chuan, you just looked at the chessboard. How can I have a chance of winning?" Bai Youming took Mo Yinchuan's hand and shamelessly asked for advice in front of Tang Yuheng.
"Do you think I will help you defeat my son?" Mo Yinchuan looked at him with a half-smile, his lips slightly raised.
"Well, there's nothing you can do to break the situation." Bai Youming tried his best.
"Then you still ask me." Mo Yinchuan would not fall for this little trick.
"It's cold-blooded not to save someone." Bai Youming knew that Mo Yinchuan would not be easily provoked, so he touched his nose dejectedly and left.
"Good night, daddy." After Jiang Yiheng sent Bai Youming away, he turned to Mo Yinchuan and said good night.
"Good night." Mo Yinchuan watched Bai Youming leave and then turned to go upstairs.
Without the children's play and Bai Youming's noise, the mansion suddenly became surprisingly quiet, and Mo Yinchuan returned to the study again to continue his endless work.
In life before Jiang Tiantian, Mo Yinchuan was just a working machine, working an average of no less than sixteen hours a day. Now that there are so many people in his life who need his time and energy to take care of, Mo Yinchuan is very interested in him. The work has been re-divided, and work efficiency must be improved at the same time so that she can spend more time with Jiang Tiantian and her children.
Mo Yinchuan didn't return to the bedroom until he worked until early in the morning, and fell asleep with Jiang Tiantian in his arms.
No matter what time he went to bed at night, Mo Yinchuan was used to getting up at six o'clock. After an hour's morning jog, he would wash up completely. Jiang Tiantian still showed no sign of waking up on the bed.
Mo Yinchuan, who was fresh and fresh, walked gently to the bedside, stretched out his hand to check the temperature on her forehead, and then checked his own, but found nothing abnormal.
He raised his hand and looked at the valuable watch on his wrist. He counted the time and found that Jiang Tiantian had slept for nearly twenty hours. Mo Yinchuan reluctantly bent down again and placed a thin kiss on Jiang Tiantian's forehead.
"Mrs. Mo, wife, wake up, are there any classes at school this morning?" Mo Yinchuan sat on the edge of the bed, gently caressing her crystal plump cheeks, and called softly.
What Mo Yinchuan cares about is not Jiang Tiantian's work itself, but Jiang Tiantian's true inner value needs.
"Mrs. Hei..." Seeing that Jiang Tiantian didn't respond, Mo Yinchuan called softly again.
I saw Jiang Tiantian's long eyelashes moving slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Mo Yinchuan's overly handsome face kept enlarging and becoming clear in front of his eyes. Looking at the well-dressed, fresh and masculine face in front of him, the wild and out-of-control images of the man in bed played in Jiang Tiantian's brain like a movie. , because of adequate sleep, her pink and translucent face was instantly filled with red, like a ripe tomato.
"What's wrong?" Mo Yinchuan saw that she had a strange look on her face, and was a little nervous. Jiang Tiantian was not feeling well.
Jiang Tiantian shook her head, arched her body under the quilt, and turned sideways. Her muscles felt a little sore after sleeping for too long.
The strong strange feeling between her feet could not be ignored, causing her to frown and hum.
Embarrassed that Mo Yinchuan noticed something unusual, Jiang Tiantian curled up her waist and buried her face in the quilt.
"Hey, don't hide. What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Yinchuan's tone was full of anxiety and worry. He stretched out his long arms and took both the person and the quilt back into his arms.
"Well..." Jiang Tiantian clutched the quilt tightly to prevent him from opening it and seeing her face. She wanted to say something, but found that her throat was so hoarse that she felt unfamiliar.
The burning feeling on her face couldn't be ignored. She didn't need to look at Jiang Tiantian to know that her face was extremely red now.
Jiang Tiantian shouldn't forget how cruel this man was in bed six years ago. No matter how she begged for mercy yesterday, the man would coax her and say, "Be good, you'll be fine soon." However, the man's words were indeed deceiving. The ghost that Jiang Tiantian thought was very fast was not the same concept as Mo Yinchuan's very fast.
Mo Yinchuan said that he would be fine soon. What awaited Jiang Tiantian in the end were endless surprises. The helpless Jiang Tiantian could only cry and beg for mercy, but also helplessly clung to Mo Yinchuan in search of a trace of hope after drowning. Breathing room.
On this special night, Jiang Tiantian had a long, peaceful dream. In the dream, she was on the grass with a colorful blue sky. The breeze blew, and she fell into a peaceful sleep. Until her face was itched and she felt... She wakes up.
"Good boy, tell me if it still hurts there." Mo Yinchuan was self-aware and knew that he lost control so much yesterday that he went crazy like a demon and hurt her.
Seeing Jiang Tiantian feel uncomfortable, Mo Yinchuan cursed Bai Youming in his heart for being unworthy of his medicine.
"Honey, I'm sorry. I will be gentle next time and won't hurt you again." Mo Yinchuan began to worry that it would take a long time for Jiang Tiantian to accept him, so he apologized quickly.
At the same time, I feel sad for her discomfort at this time.
"Hey, let me go, okay?" Mo Yinchuan knew that he was in trouble, so he coaxed softly and slowly loosened the quilt that Jiang Tiantian was holding on to.
He used too much force and was afraid of hurting her, so he finally loosened the quilt from her hands, and finally dug out her little face, which was red from stuffiness.
"What's wrong with you, huh?" Mo Yinchuan's face was full of reluctance and concern.
"It hurts everywhere." Jiang Tiantian shrank into Mo Yinchuan's arms in embarrassment and whispered hoarsely.
I'm not being pretentious, it really hurts everywhere, my throat hurts, my muscles all over my body hurt, that hurt.
Mo Yinchuan was amused by her voice and movements.
It was really too harsh, and Mo Yinchuan was a little worried that her main voice wouldn't be able to attend class today.
"It's all Mr. Mo's fault. Let's take a bath, eh? Relieve the sore muscles. If you can't, ask for leave from school today." Mo Yinchuan coaxed carefully.
Compared to Jiang Tiantian, who was tired and dying from fatigue, the culprit Mo Yinchuan was full of life and had a spring breeze on his face. The difference between the two could be described as worlds apart.
"Well, let's sleep in separate beds from now on." Jiang Tiantian's crying voice came from Mo Yinchuan's arms.
"..." The shrewd Mo Yinchuan chose not to hear this sentence.
But I was thinking secretly, "I can rely on Mrs. Mo for everything, except sleeping in separate beds. "
The wise choice is to remain silent. At this time, Jiang Tiantian cannot be irritated.
He picked him up without saying a word and walked to the bathroom.
Before waking up Jiang Tiantian, Mo Yinchuan had already put hot water in the bathtub.
Mo Yinchuan, who wanted to stay and help, was forcefully pushed out by Jiang Tiantian. Based on past experience, if he was allowed to stay any longer, not only would she not be able to attend today's class, she would also not be able to attend tomorrow's class.
Jiang Tiantian discovered that Mo Yinchuan also carefully dropped essential oil into the water that could relieve fatigue and activate muscles and bones. After soaking in it, the fatigue on his body was quickly reduced.
After cleaning up, Jiang Tiantian finally felt that her body had returned to normal. After changing her clothes, she saw Mo Yinchuan, neatly dressed in a suit, waiting for her to go downstairs for breakfast.
"Is it really okay to go to class?" Mo Yinchuan couldn't bear to see Jiang Tiantian too tired, even though her mental state seemed much better than before.
If she hadn't agreed to Wenxuan long ago, Mo Yinchuan would have wished Jiang Tiantian didn't have to wear multiple hats.
At this time, Mo Yinchuan felt deeply that the school's education work had seriously affected his welfare as a husband.
Next semester, he will definitely ask Wenxuan to reduce some of Jiang Tiantian's classes and just have one class per week.
"Well, it's okay." Jiang Tiantian gave him a reassuring look in return.
The two of them clasped their fingers together and walked downstairs side by side.
The three of them had just finished breakfast and were about to go out. When they saw their parents coming downstairs, they came over and asked for a hug before reluctantly going out to school together.
After breakfast, Mo Yinchuan insisted on riding to school with Jiang Tiantian, and the driver transferred him to the Mo Building.
