Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 885: In my heart, you are the most wonderful.

Wen Ran said those words just as Aston pulled into the villa. Mo Xiuchen simply smiled gently without replying until he parked the car in the garage and unbuckled his seatbelt. He turned to look at the woman in the passenger seat with her delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes, feeling a softness welling up inside him as he whispered,

“It’s not that Zhou Lin is pitiable, it’s that my Ranran is too kind-hearted.”

“Mo Xiuchen, I’m not as kind-hearted as you think.” Wen Ran’s heartbeat skipped a beat at his use of “my Ranran.”

She was finding it increasingly difficult to resist him.

This man could make her heart as sweet as honey with just a simple phrase. The word “Ranran” rolled off his tongue and passed through his lips, carrying an unintentional hint of tender affection.

It felt as if an invisible hand had caressed her heart, filling it with happiness.

Mo Xiuchen lifted his hand and gently caressed her cheek with his fair, slender fingers, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear. His eyes, deep as pools, sparkled with soft laughter as he spoke with a low, magnetic voice, carrying the warmth of his breath, “Ranran, in my heart, you are the kindest, most wonderful person.”

Wen Ran blinked and shyly averted her gaze, but the next second, he applied a gentle force with his hand.

The kiss fell.

By the time he ended the kiss, Wen Ran was completely bewildered.

“Ranran, if it wasn’t for your discomfort, I would really want you right here.”

Mo Xiuchen held her, his voice low and husky. He found that his self-control was getting worse. Whenever he was with Ranran, he completely lost it.

Being with her always made him want to kiss her uncontrollably, but once he touched her lips, he couldn’t control himself and desired more.

Wen Ran’s eyes blinked vacantly, and in his passionate gaze, she murmured, “It’s not like you’re the only one who feels bad.”

“Ranran, are you saying that if it wasn’t inconvenient, you wouldn’t refuse, right?” Mo Xiuchen was overjoyed, his voice slightly excited.

“I’m hungry, let’s hurry and get out of the car.” Wen Ran changed the subject, struggled out of his grip, and turned to open the car door.

Mo Xiuchen’s lips curved into a pleased smile as he too opened the car door and stepped out, walking around the car to take Wen Ran’s hand.

As soon as they entered the living room, Wen Ran’s phone started ringing.

She took out her phone, and Mo Xiuchen glanced over, his eyes darkening as he saw the caller ID on her screen. He let go of her hand and said, “Ranran, take the call. I’m going to the study to handle something but will be down soon.”

“Okay!”

Wen Ran responded lightly and watched as Mo Xiuchen went upstairs. She pressed the answer button and cheerfully said, “Hello, Xiaoxiao.”

“Ranran, are you and Mo Xiuchen still enjoying your world of two?”

Through the phone, Bai Xiaoxiao’s teasing words reached her, and Wen Ran laughed, walked to the sofa to sit down, leaned back into the cushions, and said languidly, “We just got back today. How about you? Any romantic encounters in City C?”

“I’m home too.”

“Ah, you’re back already? I thought you would have had a fling or two in City C before you’d be willing to return.” Wen Ran’s laughter carried a hint of ambiguity.

Over the phone, Bai Xiaoxiao retorted with a snip, “Ranran, I can’t find a handsome guy by myself, so why don’t you take me out for fun?”

“Pfft, how am I supposed to show you a good time? I thought you didn’t like being a third wheel?” Wen Ran leaned her head against the sofa, propping her chin with one hand, her expression brimming with amusement.

“Of course I won’t be a third wheel. Just the two of us can go abroad for fun. Perfect timing, Meng Ke is willing to treat us. There’s a travel group going to D Country in the next couple of days; we could join them.”

“Meng Ke, Xiaoxiao, you and Meng Ke are making fast progress, aren’t you? If he’s invited you on a trip, won’t I be the third wheel?”

Wen Ran was somewhat surprised.

Over the phone, Bai Xiaoxiao scoffed and teased, “Ranran, can your mind be a little purer? Meng Ke is only inviting us two, he won’t be coming along.”

Wen Ran didn’t believe her and countered, “Is it that I’m impure, or are you playing dumb? Meng Ke surely hopes you would go with him.”

“Are you going or not? It’s all expenses paid; you won’t use a penny of Mo Xiuchen’s money.”

Wen Ran looked up towards the second floor, declining tactfully, “Xiaoxiao, you go ahead and have fun. I’ll pass.”

“You just can’t bear to leave Mo Xiuchen, always putting love before friendship,” Bai Xiaoxiao complained dissatisfiedly over the phone.

Wen Ran didn’t argue but admitted generously, “Yes, I just can’t bear to leave Xiuchen. Xiaoxiao, to me, no scenery is as joyful as being with Xiuchen.”

“You’re making me nauseous. Ranran, I don’t care; you can’t only want Mo Xiuchen and not accompany me abroad to relax,” Bai Xiaoxiao protested, “If you’re worried he won’t let you go, I’ll talk to him, okay?”

Wen Ran laughed and responded with a “Sure.” As she did, she suddenly remembered what Mo Xiuchen had said in the car— if she was worried about Zhou Lin’s daughter, she could visit D Country…

After ending the call with Bai Xiaoxiao, Mo Xiuchen came down from upstairs. Wen Ran looked at him, his brows lifted in a smile, and a guess suddenly flashed through her mind, causing her brows to knit together slightly.

“Ranran, what’s wrong?”

Seeing her furrowed brows, Mo Xiuchen’s eyes glinted as he smiled and walked toward her.

Wen Ran stood up, facing his handsome visage, and with a smile said, “Xiaoxiao just called, asking me to go traveling with her.”