Chief Designer: Mr. Mo's warm and lovely wife

Walking out of the bathroom, the light was on in the bedroom, but no one was there.

When she was led in by the housekeeper just now, she didn't look carefully at this bedroom. Bingru looked around for a week and found that the door of the bedroom was closed tightly.The decoration in the bedroom is completely different from the outside, it can even be said to be worlds apart. If the outside decoration can be described as resplendent, then the inside of the bedroom can only be described as dark and oppressive.

The whole room is very large, with only a big bed, bedside table and wardrobe, all of these furniture are dark, and even the color of the light makes people feel depressed.

The only decoration is a European-style oil painting hanging on the wall opposite the bed. It depicts a forest in late autumn. The afterglow and the golden yellow dead leaves in the woods complement each other. There are only the backs of a pair of lovers wearing couple clothes in the woods. From the picture, the boys are tall and burly, and their short black hair is clean and neat; Beautiful golden curly hair.They were walking through the woods hand in hand, a fallen leaf fell from the girl's head, and the boy was helping her take it off with one hand... An intoxicating scene and a beautiful love, the ice is like a fascination,

Like the couple in the painting, although only their backs can be seen, their deep love seems to be able to spill out of the painting and infect Bingru standing in front of the painting at the moment.

"It's really beautiful." Bingru casually sighed carefully.
At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

Who else could it be if it wasn't that demon that appeared at the door.

In a daze, Mo Gu asked aloud: "After washing, what are you doing standing there?" He walked towards the bed while talking, lifted the quilt, and lay down in it.

Bingru's face was flushed by his gaze, and she didn't know how to answer his words for a moment.

Before she could answer, Mo Gu said again: "Don't tell me you don't even have the most basic common sense to sell, so why should I buy you, as a decoration?" His words were as cold as before, without any warmth.

"Yeah, what is it that I use this disgraceful means to get money, if it's not for sale?" Bingru thought about it more and more, the coldness in his heart pierced his bones. "Since this is my choice and the only way out for my father, what's the point of being humiliated? As long as I can save my father..."

As if she had made up her mind, Bingru walked to the other side of the bed step by step, lifted the quilt, and sat in.

"And then?" Mo Gu looked at Bingru beside him and said jokingly.But there was still no trace of emotion on his face.

Bingru clenched her lower lip, and began to untie the belt of her pajamas tied tightly around her waist with a blank expression like a puppet.

The clothes began to slip off from the shoulders, and the creamy skin appeared in front of Mo Gu's eyes.

Snow white, tender red, delicate.

Mo Gu, who was sitting next to him, still said those three words: "And then?"

Bingru was shaking almost all over, mixed with fear and humility.

He comforted himself in his heart: "Just treat it as being bullied by a pig again! Just once!"

Then, she tried to get close to Mo Gu, who seemed to be watching a good show from the sidelines.

Gradually, Mo Gu's face in front of him overlapped with the pig's head.

Bingru's feeling of fear also decreased a little.

However, from the devil's eyes, I still saw a trace of humbleness and shame...