It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Lin Yang paused, "Which house are you going to?"

Regarding her question, Mo Ningxuan shook his head as if he felt it was unnecessary.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Uh—" Lin Yang hesitated, but still didn't know what to answer.

But Mo Ningxuan was obviously more vigorous and resolute, and he was about to leave after pulling Lin Yang's hand.

Lin Yang was taken aback, and Mo Ningxuan just held hands and got into the car.

When he arrived in the car, seeing Lin Yang silently staring at her own left arm, Mo Ningxuan suddenly chuckled.

"Are you scared?"

"Huh?" Lin Yang raised his head.

A pair of clear round eyes are like glass beads, reflecting the bright sky outside the window.

There was a sudden movement in Mo Ningxuan's heart, and he couldn't help but tugged at Lin Yang.

From Lin Yang's point of view, Mo Ningxuan was quite suspicious of something wrong, and the man did just that.

He grabbed Lin Yang's wasp waist, forcing her to look at him.

The vehicle was still moving forward, but Lin Yang hadn't forgotten that there was a driver in the front seat, so he was about to struggle in shock.

But Mo Ningxuan seemed to be in a daze, his big hot palms were clasped tightly, and it was useless for Lin Yang to struggle in every possible way.

It just made Lin Yang look even more embarrassed, and even his hair was a little messy.

"You...you let me go..." Lin Yang's breathing was a little short.

When he raised his eyes, he bumped into Mo Ningxuan's eyes that looked like a deep pool, and his momentum weakened a little for a while.

Lowering his voice, he said anxiously, "Stop making trouble, there are still people here."

As he spoke, he glanced at the driver in the front seat who seemed unaware of the two's movements.

Mo Ningxuan knew that Lin Yang was obviously panicked, and all her emotions were clearly visible in front of him, so vivid and vivid.

Subconsciously, his hand touched the woman's neck, which was as soft and white as a swan's neck.

Feeling the strong beating pulse under his fingertips, Mo Ningxuan suddenly wanted to kiss her deeply.

"What are you doing—" Lin Yang was still struggling.

Mo Ningxuan suppressed his impulse, his throat moved slightly, and the look in his eyes deepened.

As if sensing the danger, Lin Yang paused.

It doesn't feel good to let the man's hot hands move on the bare skin, it's like being strangled by some beast.

But Mo Ningxuan didn't make any further moves for a long time, and the two stared at each other.

During the long stare, Lin Yang was defeated first, and she hurriedly looked away.

"You, don't mess around—ah!"

But before he finished speaking, Mo Ningxuan had already deeply kissed Lin Yang's lips.

When touching those lips, Mo Ningxuan realized that maybe he would never leave Lin Yang for the rest of his life.

To Mo Ningxuan, she is like a belief that is like a desire that is deep in the flesh and blood.

"Hmm—" Lin Yang pushed Mo Ningxuan, but he didn't.

Mo Ningxuan's kiss is domineering and cannot be refused.

Lin Yang was like countless times before, as long as Mo Ningxuan wanted to, she couldn't refuse.

This kiss lasted for a long time, until Lin Yang could barely breathe, Mo Ningxuan finally let her go.

As soon as he was released, Lin Yang immediately looked like a rabbit out of the trap, eager to jump three feet away.

Seeing her reaction like this, Mo Ningxuan, who was satisfied, chuckled lightly, and didn't move Lin Yang again.

Leaning back on the seat, Lin Yang's teeth itch from watching.

"You—" Lin Yang was so angry that he was speechless, staring at Mo Ningxuan with tears in his eyes.

She just felt ashamed and annoyed at the same time. She obviously didn't want to cry, but the tears still rolled in her eyes uncontrollably.

When Mo Ningxuan saw it, his heart suddenly softened a bit.

Looking at the water in Lin Yang's eyes, a sense of guilt welled up.

He moved closer to Lin Yang, "What's the matter?"

Lin Yang gave Mo Ningxuan a hard look, although the red eyes were not intimidating.

Obviously this person in front of him is the culprit, but he is still pretending to be a good person here. Lin Yang suspects that if he is not mentally strong, he would have to vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

"Don't come here." Lin Yang said stiffly.

But these words were obviously useless. Mo Ningxuan didn't let go of Lin Yang's struggle just now.

Sure enough, facing Lin Yang's obviously unfriendly eyes, Mo Ningxuan really walked over as if nothing had happened.

"What's wrong? You're fine, why are you crying?" Mo Ningxuan slowed down his voice.

Lin Yang frowned subconsciously, "I didn't cry." But he curled his lips, not intending to admit his weakness just now.

"You didn't cry, why are your eyes red, huh?" Mo Ningxuan chuckled and moved closer.

While speaking, it almost stuck to Lin Yang's ear, and there was a warm breath blowing over it, itching.

"Tsk, you!" Lin Yang was a little annoyed.

But when he tilted his head, he saw Mo Ningxuan's smiling eyes, like a ripple in a pond, adding ambiguity for no reason.

This glance made Lin Yang forget what he just said, and was stunned for a while.

But Mo Ningxuan was thinking that Lin Yang must not know how attractive her appearance is.

It looks pure and innocent, but the corners of the eyes are red, with a vivid and fresh beauty.

"You." Mo Ningxuan suddenly lost his thoughts, sighed, and let Lin Yang go.

Seeing the man finally sent him away, Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

His breathing was still not calm, his face was still hot, and he tilted his head to look at the scene outside to cover up his panic.

After a while, the car stopped.

Lin Yang was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he had already arrived.

Immediately, without waiting for the driver to open the door, he opened the door and stepped out, walking quickly.

Mo Ningxuan, who just got out of the car, shook his head when he saw her looking a little annoyed even from her back.

The driver on the side was a little at a loss, "Sir, this—"

When Mo Ningxuan raised his hand, the corners of his eyes and brows were soft.

"It's okay, you go to rest."

After finishing speaking, he followed Lin Yang and walked over quickly.

He was much taller than Lin Yang, and within a few steps he caught up with Lin Yang.

It is now afternoon, the heat is hot, and the sun is almost scorching.

Lin Yang was sweating profusely after walking two steps, but Mo Ningxuan was still chasing her.

"Lin Yang."

Hearing Mo Ningxuan calling her, Lin Yang walked faster, and then almost started to trot.

But Mo Ningxuan still grabbed his arm.

"Wait, go so fast—"

Before Mo Ningxuan finished speaking, Lin Yang frowned tightly.

"Hiss—" Lin Yang gasped in pain.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have caught Lin Yang's wound, and quickly let go, with a worried expression on his face, "Are you okay?"

Lin Yang snorted softly and ignored Mo Ningxuan.

Turning around, she was about to leave again, but as soon as she turned around, Mo Ningxuan supported the wall first, trapping her between her body and the wall.

"Why are you running?" Mo Ningxuan felt helpless.

He couldn't figure out why Lin Yang was so persistent in avoiding himself.

"You—" Lin Yang subconsciously turned around and almost bumped into Mo Ningxuan's chest.

Immediately, he took half a step back, and his back touched the solid door panel again.

With the sound of "dong", Lin Yang himself was startled.

Mo Ningxuan didn't give her much space at all.