Divorce contract: President please sign

"Bo Yan, let me come."

Mo Changan said something softly, and walked up with a slight smile on his lips.

Shen Boyan froze when he heard the sound, turned to look at her, and saw this beautiful woman rolled up her sleeves and put on rubber gloves with ease, as if she had done this kind of thing many times.

Mo Changan didn't notice Shen Boyan's gaze. He walked to the sink and picked up the plate fragments into the trash can, and then took the other plates out of the sink. Shen Boyan is the grandson of the Shen family, and he looks like a young master when he grows up. Baby, baby Naturally, he had never done these things when he was raised, so the sink was in a mess, and the leftovers were piled up in the sink before even being poured out.

Mo Changan reached in and took out all the leftovers. It was all good at first, but the sticky and messy visual effect of the leftovers after being washed by the water made Mo Changan feel a little nauseous for a moment.

Her morning sickness was already quite serious, so the nausea just appeared and soon rushed up aggressively, and even couldn't bear it, she lay down on the edge of the sink and vomited.

Shen Boyan frowned seeing Mo Changan skillfully tidying up the dishes one second, and throwing up directly the next.

Pregnancy... so hard?

He silently raised his hand, hesitating for a moment, then landed on Mo Changan's back, patting lightly.

At home, she only wore a thin bottoming shirt. The warmth from her back was transmitted to his palm through the thin material, and the warmth from his palm was also transmitted to her back through the material.

Tears dripped from Mo Changan's eyes. A large part of the reason was the lacrimal gland reflex caused by vomiting, but another small reason...

His palms are so warm.

"Don't do it, it hurts so much, rest." Shen Boyan's deep voice came to his ears, Chang An didn't speak, but looked sideways at the tissue he handed over, turned on the faucet, washed his face lightly, and took it tissue.

She raised her face, the hair on her cheeks still dripped, "Thank you."

Polite, even a little cautious, Shen Boyan didn't make a sound, and his eyes fell on the red and swollen cheeks and the broken corners of her lips again. There was a little unbearable in his eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, and a warm palm rested on her thin shoulders .

Supporting her body, "Go in and rest."

His tone was somewhat commanding.

Both of them are people in high positions, and they are used to giving orders, so they should not be used to the tone of the order, but Mo Changan's eyes flickered slightly, and he understood the concern in his words, and he was not tense or unwilling. Showing weakness, he just nodded obediently.

She didn't refuse his support and walked into the bedroom.

This is their bedroom, and Mo Changan took a closer look at it. This house was originally a house where he lived alone. No matter from the decoration or furnishings, it has an indescribably cold, hard tone, black Floor tile gray curtains, white furniture and bedding.

Neat and meticulous, the bed is neatly made, the cabinets and tables are all clean.

Not as clean as a man's house.

Lifting the quilt and letting her lie on it, Shen Boyan stood by the bed, looked down at her, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt back on her, and turned to go out.

The bedroom suddenly fell silent, Chang An didn't know what he was doing, only heard some movement outside.

After a while, he heard his obvious footsteps in slippers coming from the corridor at the door.

A slender figure walked into the bedroom, holding a tray with one hand, with an ice pack and a transparent glass filled with warm water on it, and a small white box in the other hand, There was a red cross printed on the outside of the small box.

Mo Chang'an didn't make a sound, and subconsciously thought of the scar on his cheek. He hadn't noticed anything at first, but his cheek suddenly felt like it was burning hot again.

Shen Boyan put all the things on the bedside table, took the pillow and made her half-sit up on her back, brought her a water glass to drink water, then opened the medicine box, and took out ointment and cotton swabs from it.

I rarely do these things, so the movements are a little clumsy, but they are meticulous.

"Don't move." He only uttered these two short syllables, and then gently applied ointment to the corner of her broken lips, being careful not to touch her wound, and then handed her an ice pack to let her Apply to face.

Mo Changan took the ice pack, pursed his lips lightly, and looked up at him, "I'm fine, and it's not a serious injury."

It seemed that he wanted to explain it, but Shen Boyan frowned slightly, and looked at the redness and swelling of her cheeks, as if he was a little displeased, "A woman's face is hurt, is it not a serious injury? Mo Changan, Your heart is really wide."

These words didn't seem to be malicious, she lowered her head slightly, feeling the temperature of the ice pack on her face, the corners of her lips softened a little, and even her gaze softened.

Shen Boyan originally thought that she would retort not to be outdone, but she didn't answer, and the look of bowing her head seemed a little weaker, and his brows frowned a little more.

He was not a hard-hearted person, but at this moment, she was just a weak woman.

A weak and beautiful woman will always make people want to be gentle.

"My mother..." Shen Boyan opened his lips and took a breath before continuing, "She has an extreme temper and has a big prejudice against you. In the future, don't see her alone, lest she do anything to you like today .”

So what if you do it, his words seem to be enough.

Mo Changan raised his eyes to look at him, but he didn't even realize that the corners of his lips had slightly curved into a gentle arc, not a perfunctory smile, but a sincere and soft smile, which made Shen Boyan feel a little dazed for a moment, and his gaze was Well stay on her face.

"She is an elder, and she came to the company to find me. I can't refuse her."

Because he always knew that the resentment in Yin Qingmu's heart, the resentment towards Qiao Wei, was implicated in the resentment towards Mo Chang'an, so it was not difficult for him to even imagine what kind of nasty things his mother would say to Mo Chang'an today.

But listening to Mo Changan's understanding and reasonable words at the moment, he didn't know how to answer for a while, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You should rest first, I'm going to the study."

After he said this, he stood up and was about to take the medicine box on the bedside table out, but he felt that his fingers were covered with warm softness, and he looked down and saw her gently holding his fingers, the two of them The wedding ring of the same style on the ring finger complements each other.

Frowning slightly, he heard what Mo Changan said after hesitating for a moment, "Bo Yan, if you find it inconvenient, I can sleep in the guest room, you don't need to go to the study."

She pursed her lips and paused for a moment before adding, "I never thought of occupying your bedroom."

Occupying the bedroom?Shen Boyan's slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, and he looked at her lightly, "You really can't occupy my bedroom, I never planned to separate rooms with you, we are a legal marriage, whether it is voluntary or not, but I will not give up the treatment and rights that I should enjoy, I just go to the study to work, you rest first."