He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

About ten minutes later.

Mo Beichen changed into pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

The hair is still blow-dried.

He lifted the quilt and got into bed, holding the person beside him in his arms. He took her hand and gently rubbed her wrist and arm. He put his head next to her ear and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of satisfaction: "Does it still hurt?"

Qiao Wangshu nodded sincerely.

He rubbed her gently and chuckled, "With your physical strength, you still want to learn self-defense?"

Qiao Wangshu didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he would go back on his word.

She doesn't speak.

Mo Beichen thought she was unhappy, and thinking about how hard she had tried to coax him, he hurriedly said, "I'll ask Xu Ze to do it tomorrow."

Qiao Wangshu was immediately happy. He hugged his waist with both hands and rubbed his little head against his chest: "Thank you, Achen. I knew you wouldn't regret it. No one in this world treats me better than you."

Mo Beichen rubbed the hair on her head: "Does it hurt anymore?"

"It still hurts." She replied, "But I'm happy inside, so I don't feel the pain."

The man bent down and kissed her forehead: "Remember what you said, never let me down in this life."

"Well, we'll be together forever."

He laughed.

forever.

What a beautiful word.

It's very late now.

Mo Beichen stopped bothering her, turned off the bedside lamp, and hugged her in his arms: "Go to sleep."

Qiao Wangshu did not forget to coax him again: "Well, good night, husband."

In the darkness, Mo Beichen's ears were red, and he buried his head in her neck. His lips moved a few times, as if they had been lingering in his throat for a long time, and he spoke slowly and softly: "Good night, wife."

He shouted very beautifully.

Low-pitched and lingering.

It seemed to be a low hum coming from the chest.

The ending note carries a sultry hook.

With her head nestled in Qiao Wangshu's neck, she felt a reverberation that lingered around her ears and neck for a long time.

He didn't call her his wife when they were kissing on the sofa just now, and he didn't call her his wife when they were so reckless in bed. Now that the lights were turned off and darkness covered everything, he finally called her his wife.

The big devil is really both a wolf and a nurse.

You have to wait until you can't see anything before you shout.

Are you so shy?

Qiao Wangshu's heart was pounding. In the quiet bedroom, at such a close distance, they could hear each other's strong heartbeats.

Her ears also turned red.

I finally understand why so many unmarried couples can't help but call each other husband and wife before marriage.

Such an intimate nickname is really heart-warming.

That night, Qiao Wangshu had a very long dream.

In a dream.

they got married.

A festive, bright red new house.

The red dragon and phoenix candles burned all night long.

He made a scene all night.

He pressed against her ear and kept calling her wife in that seductive voice...

The next day.

When Qiao Wangshu woke up, the word "wife" he heard last night was still echoing in his mind.

You say Mo Beichen is not good at flirting, but he always manages to make her feel uneasy unintentionally.

They say he is good at flirting, but sometimes his emotional intelligence is ridiculously low.

There's really no way to deal with him.

Qiao Wangshu opened his eyes and lay on the bed for a while before sitting up.

It doesn't matter if you don't move.

When I moved, I felt my arm hurt even more than last night.

She gritted her teeth secretly.

This guy is not in good health, but that aspect is not affected at all.

She was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she didn't dare to indulge him too much.

Just twice last night.

She felt that these arms were no longer hers today.

If I get married in the future, or if I don’t get married, then what…

I can’t even think about it!

While washing up, Mo Beichen noticed that Qiao Wangshu's movements were a little unnatural.

Sitting at the breakfast table, he couldn't even lift his arms and looked weak.

Thinking of what happened last night, Mo Beichen smiled to himself, picked up the breakfast and fed her personally.

This level of intimacy between two people is very common.

Qiao Wangshu let him serve him.

Had breakfast.

Mo Beichen simply asked her to rest at home for a day and not go to the group with him. He would ask Xu Ze to invite a coach and he would probably be home in the afternoon.

Qiao Wangshu had been studying in the group for a while, and missing one day would make a difference. He was also feeling lazy, so he nodded in agreement.

Mo Beichen went to work.

Qiao Wangshu took a rare nap.

Not long after lunch.

The coach hired by Xu Ze has arrived.

It was sent by Gao Hui.

Qiao Wangshu thought that Mo Beichen would hire a coach for her, and they turned out to be a couple.

Look at the pair of sisters.

Qiao Wangshu blinked.

The two female coaches were about 25 or 26 years old. One was wearing loose sportswear, all black. Her hair, eyes, clothes, and shoes made her look very cool, like a cool queen. The other one was wearing pink with two ponytails. She was wearing a pink short-sleeved T-shirt and a pink dress that barely covered her thighs. She was wearing a pair of pink sneakers. She had a big smile on her face, just like the Sailor Moon in the comics.

The key is that these two sisters look exactly the same.

Qiao Wangshu was stunned for a few moments, then asked, "Are you... twins?"

The cool queen didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Sailor Moon smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes."

Qiao Wangshu smiled back, looked at Sailor Moon and asked again, "Are you the younger sister?"

Sailor Moon smiled sweetly and nodded again: "Yes, yes."

Qiao Wangshu understood: "Then...what are your names?"

The cool queen finally spoke: "Wen Lan."

Sailor Moon then said, "My name is Wen Zhu. My sister studied judo and martial arts, and I studied Sanda and Muay Thai. Which one do you want to learn, Miss Qiao? Or do you want to learn a little bit of both?"

Qiao Wangshu nodded to show that he understood, and then replied: "I don't have any basic skills, can you two coaches teach me?"

Wen Lan frowned.

Wen Zhu still had a smiling face: "Okay, okay, let's do a simple test first."

Next.

Under Wen Zhu's guidance, Qiao Wangshu worked hard for the whole afternoon.

Jogging five kilometers, sprinting a hundred meters, pull-ups, sit-ups, horse stance...

Tested a circle.

Wen Lan's solemn expression looked better.

Wen Zhu was still smiling: "Miss Qiao's physical fitness is not bad, shall we start today?"

"Okay." Qiao Wangshu nodded.

The Mo Family Manor has a special martial arts arena, with wooden stakes, sandbags, protective gear, and various professional equipment...

Everything is available.

Qiao Wangshu originally thought that the younger sister would be easier to talk to, while the older sister would be very strict. However, after the teaching officially began, she truly understood what a "smiling tiger" was. The more smiling a person is on the surface, the more picky and strict they are in their bones. She was already sweating profusely, sore all over, panting, and couldn't even straighten her waist...

People even said with a smile, "Let's do it again."

However, Qiao Wangshu really likes Wen Zhu's strictness.

She wanted to learn self-defense, and she was serious about learning some skills.

Strictness is a good thing.