Jiang Mo silently shifted his gaze.
"You... you should go rest first. It's so late, and you still made me hangover soup. I'm really troubling you."
"It's no trouble. Are you really not hot anymore?"
Wen Yan raised her finger and gently caressed Jiang Mo's chest. "Why do I still feel like you're a bit hot?"
Jiang Mo's Adam's apple bobbed. "Not hot, not hot at all. Not hot at all."
"Okay, then I'll go. Get some rest early."
Wen Yan left, and Jiang Mo lay alone on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
So hot!
"Wife..."
He missed Wen Yan.
Jiang Mo unbuttoned his pajamas, silently chanting a name.
"Wen Yan..."
He missed Wen Yan so much.
Suddenly, a soft thing was next to him, and Jiang Mo hugged her.
"Wife."
"Mm, Jiang Mo, I'm here to be with you."
Wen Yan gently hugged Jiang Mo and kissed his cheek. Every part of that handsome face matched her aesthetic perfectly.
"Wife, you're here. You're here to be with me."
Jiang Mo thought he was dreaming and flipped Wen Yan over before pressing against her.
Anyway, it's a dream. He can do whatever he wants, right...?
His wife is so soft.
Jiang Mo kissed Wen Yan's ear.
Wen Yan hummed softly, frowning slightly, her fingers gradually tightening...
Jiang Mo did everything he wanted to do in his dream, and finally, he fell asleep from exhaustion.
He woke up the next day feeling completely refreshed!
Why did he feel so good?
As soon as he turned his head, Jiang Mo saw a familiar face, lying naked beside him, with traces of him left on her body.
At that moment, Jiang Mo felt like he had been struck by lightning, his mind blank.
This is Wen Yan?
Why is Wen Yan in his bed?!!
What exactly did he do last night!
Jiang Mo became much more awake, covered his head, and tried hard to recall what happened yesterday.
Wen Yan brought him hangover soup last night, and then she left. How could she be in his bed?
Could it be that yesterday's dream was real? It's over, it's over!!
Jiang Mo gently poked the woman's face and called out softly, "Wen Yan."
Wen Yan opened her eyes, her black butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly. Just waking up, she looked like a lazy cat, with a hint of charm in the corner of her eyes.
"Mm? What's wrong?"
Jiang Mo's Adam's apple bobbed. "Why are you in my bed?"
Wen Yan raised her hand and gently touched Jiang Mo's abs. "Husband, have you forgotten?"
Jiang Mo scratched his head.
What should he remember? He doesn't remember anything!
Last night was just a dream. Why is it real when he wakes up?
"You were so excessive last night."
Wen Yan gently tapped Jiang Mo's Adam's apple. "You were too much. I can't get up today."
Jiang Mo said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Wen Yan. I really don't remember what happened last night. I didn't mean to. Why don't you hit me? Slap me a few times to vent your anger."
As he spoke, Jiang Mo pulled Wen Yan's hand towards his face.
Wen Yan didn't use any force, just gently touched him.
Jiang Mo continued, "Wen Yan, hit me!"
"Hit me!"
"I really don't remember what happened last night. I thought I was dreaming."
"I..."
Jiang Mo swallowed, looked at the plump and delicate body in front of him, and immediately turned his face away.
Although he did everything, he doesn't remember anything!
Wen Yan held Jiang Mo's hand and explained, "I originally wanted to see how you were recovering last night, and you... just..."
Wen Yan lowered her eyes, hesitating to speak.
"I'm sorry. I thought I was dreaming, Wen Yan. Don't worry, I'll definitely compensate you. You can have any compensation you want. I'll give you all my endorsement fees this time," Jiang Mo said excitedly.
"No need. I know you didn't mean to, and I don't want to force you to take responsibility."
Wen Yan sat up, and the blanket slowly slipped off her body. Only then did Jiang Mo see the purplish-red marks.
He was too much, wasn't he!
"I'm really sorry. Are you... are you still in pain?"
Wen Yan nodded and threw herself into Jiang Mo's arms.
"It hurts."
Jiang Mo hugged the woman in his arms, his heart beating faster again. His wife took the initiative to come into his embrace, so soft.
He couldn't help but hug her for a while.
He actually slept with the top actress goddess?
Is this real!
Jiang Mo still felt a little dreamy and pinched his thigh hard.
It hurts! It hurts!
It's so painful, it's real. He's not dreaming.
"Wen Yan, put your clothes on first."
Wen Yan murmured, "I can't, my hands hurt too much."
Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows. "Shall I help you put them on?"
"Mm."
Jiang Mo took the clothes, but it was his first time dressing his wife, and he didn't know how. He couldn't button the back buttons.
Jiang Mo scratched his head. "Wife, I don't know how."
"I'll do it."
Wen Yan raised her hand and buttoned them herself.
Jiang Mo secretly glanced at Wen Yan's big white legs from time to time, her slender waist so small he could encircle it with one hand, and his fingerprints were still on it...
"Wen Yan, which clothes do you want to wear today? I'll help you find them."
Wen Yan answered with a question, "Black or red are both fine. Which one do you like?"
Jiang Mo pursed his lips and whispered, "Red, you look especially good in red."
"Okay, red it is."
Jiang Mo went to Wen Yan's room and found a long red dress.
Wen Yan changed into the dress, but she couldn't hide the red marks on her neck.
"Jiang Mo, how am I going to go to the company today?"
Jiang Mo felt extremely guilty. "How about... not going?"
He really doesn't remember anything about what happened last night.
"But I have an endorsement to shoot today."
Jiang Mo was embarrassed. "Then what should we do?"
Wen Yan found a scarf of the same color and tied it around her neck, covering the marks.
"This should do it. I've already signed the contract for today's endorsement. If I don't go, I'll have to pay a fine."
Jiang Mo asked, "How much do you have to pay?"
Wen Yan held up six fingers. "This number."
"6 million? That's so expensive."
Wen Yan laughed. "It's 60 million."
"What! The penalty for breach of contract is 60 million? That's too expensive. My current endorsements are at most just over 100, and I'm so far behind you."
Jiang Mo sighed, wondering when he would be able to catch up with Wen Yan.
"Don't worry, you'll become more and more popular in the future. Let's go, let's go down to eat."
Wen Yan took two steps and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?"
"My legs hurt a little. You were too much last night."
Wen Yan raised the corners of her eyes slightly and whispered deliberately in Jiang Mo's ear, "You almost broke my legs."
Jiang Mo's ears tickled, itching all the way to his heart, like a feather gently sliding over the tip of his heart.
Was he really that excessive last night? Why can't he remember!
He had amnesia on such an important night!!
