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

The most terrible thing was that Lin Yang finally took out the keys from the bag, and was smashed by such a fleshy sandbag as Mo Ningxuan, and threw a bunch of keys on the ground with a trembling hand.

The key landed with a crisp sound, and Lin Yang was furious, feeling that he was going crazy.

"Mo Ningxuan!" Lin Yang couldn't help shouting.

As long as Auntie was around, Lin Yang wouldn't be like this, but Mo Ningxuan obviously didn't think there was anything wrong.

He even smiled slightly, "Huh?"

What's up with that "I did a great job?" expression? !

Lin Yang wanted to cry, but finally realized that Mo Ningxuan was really drunk.

Maybe some people can make people think that he is very reliable just by looking at his face...

Feeling as if he was taking a baby out, Lin Yang helplessly supported Mo Ningxuan's shoulders and let him lean against the wall first. It was already very strenuous to complete this step, Lin Yang finally helped Mo Ningxuan to stand up straight .

He wanted to lean down to pick up the key, but the next moment the situation changed sharply, and Mo Ningxuan pressed Lin Yang against the door all at once.

Mo Ningxuan didn't have much control over his strength, his back hit the door panel with a "bang".

Although it didn't hurt, Lin Yang was a little dazed.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Lin Yang looked at the man in front of him.

Mo Ningxuan was much taller than Lin Yang, casting a shadow that enveloped Lin Yang.

She panicked, but Mo Ningxuan gave a low laugh.

Then without any explanation, he leaned down and kissed Lin Yang's lips.

This made Lin Yang completely stunned. Mo Ningxuan's actions really made people wonder what he was thinking?

In the first two seconds of being dazed, Mo Ningxuan had already pushed his limits, and he kissed deeper and deeper.

Lin Yang froze for a moment, almost getting goose bumps all over his body.Pressing down on Mo Ningxuan's hand that was still about to move, his mind was full of exclamation marks.

If Mo Ningxuan is allowed to continue, will the two of them have to stage a realistic version of an island country action movie? !
Mo Ningxuan seemed a little dissatisfied that his hand was held down, and he held Lin Yang's hand tightly with his backhand, tightly interlacing with her fingers.

Lin Yang was taken aback, and wanted to break Mo Ningxuan's hand with his other hand, but this fell right into Mo Ningxuan's plan.

The man then grabbed both of Lin Yang's hands at once, pulled them up, and fixed them on top of his head.

This posture is almost impossible to move, which shows the absolute control of the man.

Lin Yang struggled twice, but it didn't seem to have the slightest effect.

It was not until this time that Mo Ningxuan's lips were separated from Lin Yang's.

Lin Yang only felt his head "buzz", and his whole body was not well.

"Mo Ningxuan, you are crazy!" Lin Yang finally shouted out.

She had no doubt that Mo Ningxuan would really do something if she really did not resist.

It seemed that something was wrong finally, Mo Ningxuan leaned down, his shirt wrapped around the muscles on the shoulder blades, slightly raised, like a tiger or leopard ready to go, pressing his shivering prey with its sharp claws.

Lin Yang was really shivering at this time, usually from anger, half from cold.

There is no way, the dance will always be in the open air, Lin Yang's clothes are very thin, and after sweating just now, and then being blown by the cold wind for about ten minutes, the hell is not cold.

Lin Yang felt that his teeth were fighting, and endured it again and again, hoping that Mo Ningxuan would let him go.

"Mo Ningxuan, I know you are drunk, but can you let me go first, what do you want to do, let's go in first, okay?" Lin Yang suppressed the anger in his heart.

His hands were still pressed on the top of his head, the posture was too disturbing, even if that person was Mo Ningxuan, he looked very strange.

Mo Ningxuan was silent for a moment, as if he was considering the credibility of Lin Yang's words.

"Let's go in first, shall we?" Lin Yang tentatively asked, she felt like she was coaxing a child.

Because of the backlight, Lin Yang couldn't see the expression on Mo Ningxuan's face clearly.

Half of the face was hidden in the darkness, and the already well-defined face became more handsome and charming under the projection of the shadow.

"Are you cold?" Mo Ningxuan seemed to have finally noticed Lin Yang's slight trembling.

"I—" Lin Yanggang wanted to answer, but Mo Ningxuan hugged him tightly.

Lin Yang was taken aback for a moment by his firm and powerful arms. When he realized it, he couldn't laugh or cry. The drunk Mo Ningxuan really had a straightforward way of thinking.

Feeling cold, so you want to use body temperature to warm yourself?
Lin Yang patted Mo Ningxuan on the back, "Hey, get up, what are you doing, can we go in first?"

In the end, he couldn't wait for Mo Ningxuan's response, Lin Yang felt a little strange in his heart.

The steady and long breath in his ear made Lin Yang realize something.

No way!Mo Ningxuan fell asleep! ?

Lin Yang was a little desperate, and in the end she didn't know how she half pushed and half pulled Mo Ningxuan into the house.

Facts have proved that after all, a night of tossing has a price.

The next day Lin Yang started to sneeze continuously early in the morning, but the thermometer at home was broken, so after searching for a long time, he found a watermark thermometer to catch.

Mo Ningxuan on the other side just woke up, looking at the pile of tissue paper piled up in front of Lin Yang, feeling a little guilty.

"I'm sorry, I was drunk last night and really didn't know what I was doing—"

Lin Yang glanced at his watch, realized that the time was up, took out the thermometer, and said angrily, "You know, I was really going crazy when I faced a drunk last night, and I told you not to drink."

Probably because of drunkenness, Lin Yang's voice had a strong nasal tone, and Mo Ningxuan's heart ached even more when he heard it.

"Let me check the temperature." Mo Ningxuan took the thermometer.

Seeing his frown, Lin Yang wrapped the thin blanket tightly around his body, "What's wrong? Do I have a fever?"

"38 degrees, you have a fever." Mo Ningxuan put down the thermometer and looked at Lin Yang, "I'll call Dr. Gu right now and ask him to come over."

After speaking, Mo Ningxuan wanted to get up and go to the phone.

But before he stood up, he was pulled by his sleeves. Mo Ningxuan turned around and saw Lin Yang looking at him pitifully.

"I don't want to get an injection." Lin Yang blinked.

This is obviously pretending to be pitiful, but Mo Ningxuan has never been able to resist Lin Yang.

Especially Lin Yang shook his arm and looked at him cautiously, "Is that okay? I don't want to get an injection—the temperature of the fever is obviously not high—"

So Mo Ningxuan sighed and stared at Lin Yang for a while.

Those dark eyes were shining like obsidian, Lin Yang felt hopeful.

Sure enough, the next moment Mo Ningxuan nodded, "Okay."