When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

Pei Muchuan's voice was very low and pleasant, with an imperative tone.

The look in his eyes when he stared at her was also deep and unfathomable.

For a moment, Ye Qingrou was stunned and felt a sense of time and space confusion.

It had been ten years since he had last laid in her bed like this.

Her fingertips trembled, and she calmed herself down, frowning and saying, "Are you really mentally disturbed? I'll ask Butler Li to make an appointment with a doctor for you."

"Don't worry, I'm completely sober now." Pei Muchuan said meaningfully.

Ye Qingrou was stunned, and couldn't help but think of the fact that he burned those photos of Cheng Yu during the day... What on earth had stimulated him?

But she didn't have the mind to think deeply about it, and was just about to shout to chase the person away.

"Let's have another child." Pei Muchuan stared at her and said.

"..."

Ye Qingrou's face was rarely disturbed. She looked at him as if he were a ghost. "Didn't you say you wanted to find a lawyer for a divorce?"

Pei Muchuan crossed his arms, expressionless: "We've already lived half our lives together, why get a divorce? Let's just make do with it."

Ye Qingrou didn't understand: "So, after having one child, why do we need to have a second one?"

"After we leave, your son won't have many brothers or sisters. Aren't you afraid that he will be lonely?"

"How could Xiao Mo be lonely when he has Yinyin by his side?"

"Blood relatives and wives are different."

"Xiao Mo's future children will also be his blood relatives. Yinyin said she is pregnant, and they should be returning soon."

"Pregnant already?" Pei Muchuan sat up straight, joy flashing between his eyebrows, diluting the majestic and sharp aura.

Then, he leaned back against the headboard and said seriously, "Then we must have another child. Two children will be playmates from a young age and won't be lonely."

Ye Qingrou looked at him coldly: "If you want to have a baby so badly, just pick one of those people you have outside. They will definitely be happy to help you have a baby."

Pei Muchuan's face darkened. "Then he's an illegitimate child. He will share your son's inheritance in the future."

"..."

I don't want to deal with his weirdness anymore.

He could lie down wherever he wanted, and she was too lazy to argue with him. After all, the last thing this house lacked was room.

Ye Qingrou turned and walked towards the door. The next second, her arm was pulled by a strong force, and she fell into a hard chest while spinning dizzily.

Her jaw hurt and she hissed softly.

She lay on Pei Muchuan, and when she looked up, she met his deep and sharp eyes.

To be fair, even though this face has shown some signs of aging compared to when he was younger, it still has firm bones and flesh, deep and three-dimensional lines, and has not changed much from the handsome, sharp, and sharp look in my memory...

However, her heart, which had been beating wildly and infatuated with him at that time, had long been shattered into countless pieces, and then reassembled in countless pains.

There will be no more excitement for him.

Pei Muchuan's fingertips gently stroked her chin with a rough feeling. "Did it hurt? Blame me."

"Let go." Ye Qingrou's eyes were cold.

She was like an unruly little hedgehog, constantly pricking him. Pei Muchuan frowned, feeling inexplicably angry.

His eyes unconsciously swept across her fair and slender neck, and the slender curves faintly visible under the deep V neckline of her nightgown.

The fresh fragrance of her after bath filled his nose lightly, and the impulse that had been suppressed for too long suddenly became difficult to control.

With a little force, he turned over and pushed her down, then lowered his head to kiss her.

Ye Qingrou turned her head away, her eyes filled with disbelief and confusion: "Are you being worthy of your Cheng Yu by doing this?"

Pei Muchuan's expression suddenly became gloomy and complicated, and he said with disdain: "Why should I be worthy of her? She is nothing."

"..."

Ye Qingrou was really confused.

Cheng Yu, who had been held in his hands as a treasure and worshipped in his heart as the white moonlight for so many years, has now become... a piece of shit?

Could it be that... Cheng Yu was secretly stealing someone, no, stealing a ghost?

"Don't mention this name again. Just pretend that this person doesn't exist." Pei Muchuan said coldly.

How could this person not exist?

For so many years, this name has run through their marriage, like a curse, and also like the deepest thorn.

Why doesn't he mention it just because he says so?

Pei Muchuan's powerful finger bones sank into the delicate soft flesh of her waist, his throat rolling lightly: "If you don't want to have a baby, then don't. Just fulfill your marital obligations, okay?"

His dark, sharp eyes stared at her with an oppressive feeling.

Ye Qingrou gently closed her eyes.

Pei Muchuan was startled. When she couldn't see him, the sharpness between his eyebrows turned into gentleness. He looked at the fair little face with a faint gaze, examining it carefully as if it were a treasure. His eyes fixed on her thin red lips, and he kissed them carefully and cherishingly...

just.

"hiss!"

A cry of pain suddenly rang out in the room.