My wife has always been timid

"I've thought about it carefully. It's really unfair to you to keep Xu Ruoya at home. I have formally reviewed the relationship between me and her. In order to give you a sense of security, I am also responsible to you. In the future, I will treat her like a brother and sister. Compatibility, only family and friendship, never contains a trace of love, from now on you will treat her as my sister, okay?"

elder sister?

Dai Xiaochun's eyes were astonished, and he felt that there was something wrong with his ears.

She snorted suddenly and confirmed again: "Do you think she is your sister?"

"Yes." Seeing her reaction like this, Mo Shaoqian thought she had listened to his words.

Dai Xiaochun really listened to his words, seeing him nodding, only ridicule remained in his eyes: "What a sister, a sister who can go to bed?"

what?
Mo Shaoqian frowned instantly, "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm saying, and you tried your best to rescue her from the Fu Zhai, isn't it just to be happy with her?"

"Dai Xiaochun, be careful what you say."

Mo Shaoqian couldn't bear her yin and yang, and his tone became a little bit more serious.

Dai Xiaochun simply stopped talking.

Turning around, she picked up the comb and combed her hair expressionlessly, never looking at the man beside her again.

"..."

Yep, angry again.

He tentatively called softly: "Dai Xiaochun?"

Dai Xiaochun ignored him.

"Dai, Xiao, Chun." He slowed down his tone this time and paused every word.

Dai Xiaochun still ignored him.

Alas... he is almost at the end of his rope.

It was like this every time, but whenever he felt a little uncomfortable, he would put on a cold face and use cold violence against him without saying a word.

The atmosphere fell into silence, and Mo Shaoqian had time to look at the woman carefully.

She is extremely thin.

But I haven't seen her for a week, and she seems to have lost a lot of weight.

He couldn't help walking over, hugged the little woman from behind, wrapped her slender waist with his big palms, and pulled up the loose sweater, her waist was so thin that he could almost reach it with one big hand. I can pinch it.

Dai Xiaochun subconsciously wanted to hide.

She doesn't want to be intimate with him, as soon as his hand touches her skin, the image of Xu Ruoya lying in his arms will appear in her mind that day, and the lips of other women rub against his chest, leaving a deep impression on his chest. To leave a special mark, she felt sick just thinking about it.

Even, she didn't want to be in the same space as him.

When she was with him, being stared at by his eyes, she only felt that her chest was heavy and she couldn't breathe, and she was about to suffocate all the time.

She struggled and planned to leave.

However, as if the man had made up his mind, he just took two steps before he was grabbed, and his powerful palm grabbed her wrist, so hard that the circle of her wrist held by him began to turn white.

The loose sweater slipped off, revealing her white and slender wrists.

The temperature in the bathroom was no higher than that in the room, and the cold air invaded, arousing a thin layer of goosebumps on the skin surface of her arms.

She finally couldn't bear to look at Mo Shaoqian, "What do you want to do?"

"Do you care about me?"

Mo Shaoqian sneered.

It seemed that he had had enough of her cold and violent attitude, and his tone was also tinged with displeasure.

Dai Xiaochun ignored his grievances, pulled the corners of his lips with a fake smile, and said calmly: "If Mr. Mo wants to use the bathroom, I'll just go out, let me go."

Mo Shaoqian also worked hard, and asked slowly: "What if I don't?"

Dai Xiaochun stared at him, grinding his teeth.

But her imposing manner is not enough. In the past, she was still half a head shorter than a man when she wore high heels, but now she is more than a head lower than him when she wears house shoes.