The only one who loves him, after marriage, he is powerful and Mr. Mo flirts with him every night

The adult and the child walked to the entrance of the first floor and met Mo Yinchuan who was about to go upstairs with a cup of water in his hand.

"Chuan, you also looked at the chessboard just now. How can I have a chance of winning?" Bai Youming grabbed Mo Yinchuan's hand and shamelessly asked in front of Tang Yuheng.

"Do you think I will help you defeat my son?" Mo Yinchuan looked at him with a smile, his lips slightly raised.

"Uh, you don't have any way to break the impasse either." Bai Youming used provocation.

"Then why are you asking me?" Mo Yinchuan didn't fall for this little trick.

"You are so cold-blooded and watch someone die without helping him." Bai Youming knew that Mo Yinchuan would not be easily provoked, so he touched his nose and walked away dejectedly.

"Good night, Daddy." After seeing Bai Youming off, Jiang Yiheng turned to Mo Yinchuan and said good night.

"Good night." Mo Yinchuan watched Bai Youming leave and turned to go upstairs.

Without the children's playfulness and Bai Youming's noise, the mansion suddenly became surprisingly quiet. Mo Yinchuan returned to the study and continued his endless work.

Before Jiang Tiantian, Mo Yinchuan was a working machine, working no less than sixteen hours a day on average. Now that there are so many more people in his life who need his time and energy to take care of, Mo Yinchuan has redivided the work and at the same time improved his work efficiency so that he can have more time to accompany Jiang Tiantian and the children.

It was not until the early morning that Mo Yinchuan returned to the bedroom and fell asleep while hugging Jiang Tiantian.

No matter what time he goes to bed at night, Mo Yinchuan is used to getting up at six o'clock. After an hour's morning run and washing up, Jiang Tiantian in the bed still shows no sign of waking up.

Mo Yinchuan, dressed in a refreshing manner, walked gently to the bedside, reached out his hand to feel the temperature on her forehead, then felt his own, and found nothing unusual.

He raised his hand to look at the expensive watch on his wrist and calculated the time. Jiang Tiantian had slept for nearly twenty hours. Mo Yinchuan bent down again reluctantly and gave Jiang Tiantian a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Mrs. Mo, wife, wake up. Do you have classes at school in the morning?" Mo Yinchuan sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her crystal clear and plump cheeks, calling softly.

What Mo Yinchuan cares about is not Jiang Tiantian’s work itself, but Jiang Tiantian’s true inner value needs.

"Mrs. Hei..." Seeing that Jiang Tiantian didn't respond, Mo Yinchuan called out again.

Jiang Tiantian's long eyelashes moved slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

Mo Yinchuan's face, which was somewhat too handsome, kept getting bigger and clearer in front of her eyes. Looking at the neatly dressed, refreshing and masculine face in front of her, the wild and out-of-control scene of the man in bed before flashed through Jiang Tiantian's mind like a movie. The little face, which was pink and crystal because of sufficient sleep, was instantly covered with rosy clouds, like a ripe tomato.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yinchuan saw that she looked strange and was a little worried whether Jiang Tiantian was feeling unwell.

Jiang Tiantian shook her head, hunched over in the quilt, and turned sideways. Her muscles felt a little sore from sleeping for too long.

The strong and strange feeling between her legs could not be ignored, and she couldn't help but frown and hum.

Embarrassed to let Mo Yinchuan notice anything unusual, Jiang Tiantian curled her waist and buried her face in the quilt.

"Be good, don't hide. What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Yinchuan's tone was full of anxiety and worry. He stretched out his long arms and embraced the person and the quilt in his arms.

"Hmm..." Jiang Tiantian clutched the quilt tightly, not wanting him to open it and see her face. She wanted to say something, but found that her throat was so hoarse that she felt unfamiliar.

The burning feeling on his face could not be ignored. Without looking at Jiang Tiantian, he knew that his face was extremely red.

Jiang Tiantian should not forget how cruel this man was in bed six years ago. No matter how she begged for mercy yesterday, the man would coax her and say, "Be good, it will be over soon." However, men's words are indeed deceiving. What Jiang Tiantian thought was "very soon" was not the same as what Mo Yinchuan thought was "very soon".

Mo Yinchuan said that it would be fine soon, and what was waiting for Jiang Tiantian in the end was endless surprise. Helpless Jiang Tiantian could only cry and beg for mercy, or cling helplessly to Mo Yinchuan to seek a little breathing space after drowning.

On this special night, Jiang Tiantian had a very long and peaceful dream. In the dream, she was on a meadow under the colorful blue sky, with the breeze blowing. She slept peacefully until a slight itch on her face woke her up.

"Be good, tell me if it still hurts there." Mo Yinchuan was self-aware and knew that he had lost control yesterday and had gone mad like a demon, hurting her.

Seeing Jiang Tiantian feeling uncomfortable, Mo Yinchuan cursed in his heart that Bai Youming's medicine was not well-known.

"Wife, I'm sorry. Next time I will be gentle and won't hurt you again." Mo Yinchuan began to worry that it would take a long time for Jiang Tiantian to accept him, so he quickly apologized.

At the same time, I feel sad for her discomfort at this time.

"Be good, let go, let me see, okay?" Mo Yinchuan knew that he was in trouble, so he coaxed her softly and slowly loosened the quilt that Jiang Tiantian was holding tightly.

I was afraid of hurting her because I was using too much force, so I finally loosened the quilt in her hands and dug out her red little face.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere, huh?" Mo Yinchuan's face was full of reluctance and concern.

"It hurts everywhere." Jiang Tiantian shrank into Mo Yinchuan's arms awkwardly and said in a hoarse voice.

I'm not being pretentious, I really feel pain everywhere. My throat hurts, my muscles all over my body hurt, it hurts.

Mo Yinchuan was amused by her voice and actions.

It was really too harsh. Mo Yinchuan was a little worried that her main voice would not be able to perform in class today.

"It's all Mr. Mo's fault. Take a bath, okay? Relieve the sore muscles. If it doesn't work, ask for leave from school today." Mo Yinchuan coaxed her gently.

Compared to Jiang Tiantian who was tired and dying, the culprit Mo Yinchuan was full of energy and in high spirits. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.

"Well, we'll sleep in separate beds from now on." Jiang Tiantian's crying voice came from Mo Yinchuan's arms.

"..." The shrewd Mo Yinchuan chose not to hear this.

But in his heart, he secretly thought, "I can do anything Mrs. Mo wants, but I can't let us sleep in separate beds."

The wise choice is to remain silent. Jiang Tiantian cannot be provoked at this time.

He picked her up without saying a word and walked towards the bathroom.

Before waking up Jiang Tiantian, Mo Yinchuan had already put hot water in the bathtub.

Mo Yinchuan, who wanted to stay and help, was forcibly pushed out by Jiang Tiantian. Based on past experience, if he continued to stay, not only would she not be able to attend today's class, she would probably not be able to attend tomorrow's class either.

Jiang Tiantian discovered that Mo Yinchuan had carefully dropped some essential oils into the water that could eliminate fatigue and invigorate the joints and bones; after soaking in it, the fatigue in her body soon subsided a lot.

After cleaning up, Jiang Tiantian finally felt her body regain normal consciousness. She changed her clothes and came out to see Mo Yinchuan, dressed neatly in a suit, waiting for her to go downstairs for breakfast.

"Is it really okay to go to class?" Mo Yinchuan couldn't bear to see Jiang Tiantian too tired, even though her mental state looked much better than just now.

If she had not already promised Wenxuan, Mo Yinchuan would have wished that Jiang Tiantian would not have to take on multiple jobs.

At this time, Mo Yinchuan felt deeply that the school's educational work seriously affected his welfare as a husband.

Next semester, he will definitely ask Wenxuan to reduce some of Jiang Tiantian's classes and only have one day of class a week.

"Yeah, it's okay." Jiang Tiantian gave him a reassuring look.

The two held hands and walked down the stairs side by side.

The three had just finished breakfast and were getting ready to go out when they saw their parents coming down from upstairs. They came over and asked for a hug before reluctantly going out to school together.

After breakfast, Mo Yinchuan insisted on riding to school with Jiang Tiantian, and then the driver took him to the Mo Building.