Chapter 509 I Accept Everything

The office was surprisingly quiet.

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, but stared deeply at Wen Ran who was applying medicine for him. She lowered her head and couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but from her tight lips and gentle movements, I can see her distress.

A trace of warmth seeped into the pain that filled his heart.

Wen Ran carefully applied the ointment on him, blew gently, stared at the burned area for a few seconds, then raised his head and asked softly: "Do you want to go to the hospital for treatment?"

Mo Xiuchen shook his head and just looked at her deeply.

Wen Ran's heart trembled. She loosened her grip on his hand and his hand slipped. She took the ointment and walked to the door.

"Of course, where are you going?"

Behind her, Mo Xiuchen's voice was filled with urgency and uneasiness. As soon as she finished speaking, he was already in front of her, with a tall figure standing in front of her. In Xitan's deep eyes, she felt the utmost distress and panic.

Wen Ran felt choked, gave him the ointment in her hand, and said softly: "I'll get a mop and mop the water off the ground."

In desperation just now, she directly used water from the water dispenser to rinse the scalded area for him. Now, there was a puddle of water on the floor. If she hadn't mopped it up, it would still be waiting for fish!

"I'll call and have someone handle it."

He raised his voice in an instant, put it down after her explanation, strode to the desk, and dialed the internal line.

Wen Ran did not refuse. Watching him call, she returned to the sofa and sat down. Her heart was in chaos.

Just now, she wanted to tell him the result that she had been thinking about for a few days, but after he burned his hand without even realizing it, she suddenly couldn't say anything.

It was clear that a man who was so cold, handsome, and powerful, who could control everything in the mall and strategize, showed emotions in front of her that made people feel unbearable.

When facing her, he was not the president of a group, nor did he pretend to be cold. He was just a man who loved her and needed her love.

He can be strong enough to hold up the sky for her and give her the whole world, but he can also be so fragile that he can't live without her...

The cleaning lady came quickly, finished cleaning, and quietly left the office.

Mo Xiuchen brought the tea he made for her to the coffee table. He did not sit down, but said: "Of course, please wait for me for a while. I still have some things to deal with. When I finish, we will do it again." chat."

"good!"

Wen Ran agreed softly.

Mo Xiuchen smiled at her, turned around and returned to his desk. It seemed that the burn he suffered just now didn't hurt at all. As usual, with Wen Ran's company, he quickly got into working mode.

The atmosphere in the huge office was extremely peaceful.

Wen Ran leaned on the sofa, holding the tea cup in her hand, and her eyes fell quietly on Mo Xiuchen who was focusing on his work. The way he worked was sexy and charming that could not be expressed in words. Usually, when she had nothing to do, she , also like to appreciate quietly.

Just looking at him like this, saying nothing, thinking about nothing.

Putting it down for a short time, in exchange for the warmth of a room, the whole morning passed quickly.

After Mo Xiuchen finished handling everything, he raised his head and met Wen Ran's clear, watery eyes. The corners of his lips curved and he said softly: "Ran Ran, wait for me for another two minutes and I will clean up."

Wen Ran didn't answer, just smiled at him.

Even if she had to leave, she hoped to minimize the harm to him. She stayed with him here all morning, and then had a meal with him later. This was not difficult.

After Mo Xiuchen packed up, his slender figure came out from behind the desk, walked to the sofa, and stretched out his hand to her, "I didn't have breakfast this morning, so go have lunch with me first."

Wen Ran frowned, put her hand in his palm, stood up with his strength, and said reproachfully: "Why don't you have breakfast?"

"You're not at home. I'm alone and too lazy to eat."

Mo Xiuchen answered calmly, as if he was not the one who was frightened.

Wen Ran listened, but her heart ached violently.

"Don't frown. I'll eat more in a moment and get back my morning portion." He stared at her frowning eyebrows, suddenly raised his hand, and stroked her forehead with his rough long fingers, his voice gentle and distressed.

Wen Ran trembled and lowered his head, avoiding his too gentle eyes.

Seeing her avoiding his gaze, Mo Xiuchen's eyes dimmed, and he soon smiled again. His clear and pleasant voice rang in her ears: "Let's call A Mu and A Feng. They are on vacation for the past two days. I don't know. Where are you running away in style?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached for his phone. Wen Ran's eyes changed slightly and he blurted out: "Don't call them."

Mo Xiuchen's hand was still in his pocket. Hearing her words, doubts appeared in his brows.

Wen Ran pursed her lips, met his gaze with her clear eyes, and said softly, "I don't want to be disturbed. Can we just have this meal for the two of us?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes changed, and he looked at her for a few seconds. Suddenly he raised his hand to clasp the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her lips deeply.

"..."

Wen Ran was shocked, and his clear eyes widened in shock.

His kiss came too suddenly, and she was caught off guard. The familiar and hot breath hit her face, and a strong electric current coursed through her body and mind. The next second, she suddenly came to her senses and struggled instinctively.

"build……"

Her words to stop her did not come out, but instead gave Mo Xiuchen an opportunity to take advantage of him. His kiss was like a violent storm, violently sweeping through her mind and robbing her of her sweet fragrance. In this kiss, he injected everything he had these days. Missing, pain, struggle and countless other emotions.

Wen Ran struggled for a few times to no avail and finally gave up.

When the kiss ended, Mo Xiuchen's eyes were complicated as he stared into her clear, emotionless eyes. His whole body felt as if someone had poured ice water down from his head.

"Ran Ran!"

He called softly, his voice hoarse and low, filled with unconcealable nervousness.

Wen Ran pursed her lips, and there was still his taste on her lips. She took a step back, kept a certain distance from him, and said calmly: "Let's go eat!"

Mo Xiuchen suddenly laughed, laughing at himself and feeling sad, "Of course, I shouldn't deceive myself, let alone force you to accompany me all morning, and even ask you to accompany me to dinner."

He spoke slowly and sadly, word for word.

Wen Ran's face turned pale as he listened to him: "You can tell me the result now. No matter what the result is, I will accept it."

His voice was filled with powerless exhaustion. No matter how hard he tried, he could not save her. In the kiss just now, he clearly felt her emotions.

They had been married for nearly half a year, and he couldn't even remember how many times they kissed.

In addition to her resistance at first, she gradually learned to respond. Although her kissing skills were rough, he could feel her feelings. However, she did not respond to the kiss just now.

When she couldn't struggle away from him, she chose to give up and bear it. She even felt guilty and apologetic, thinking about using this kiss to fill his injury...