Chapter 3002: What Is More Important than You?

"What is more important than accompanying your wife?" Qing Muchen looked to the side of her, stood up, walked slowly towards her, sat down on the bed beside her, and brought the unfinished wine in his hand to her lips.

Mo Xier's heart beat a few times when he approached her, and she shrank back almost reflexively.

After her back pressed against the cold bed screen, she probably realized how cowardly she was, calmed her face, raised her face slowly, and tidied her hair as if nothing had happened.

"I don't need anyone to accompany me. If you are busy, don't worry about me." Turning her eyes to the wine he brought over, she just looked at it, but didn't drink it.

"What do you mean? Isn't marriage about companionship?" Qing Muchen withdrew the wine glass and put a mouthful of wine into his mouth.

Turning his eyes to her red lips just after she woke up, he looked at her quietly, and his eyes flashed a hint of darkness.

His long arms hooked her neck, and in Mo Xier's stunned eyes, he suddenly made a move that shocked her.

He pressed her face towards him, pressed his cold lips against hers, and pried her teeth apart with the tip of his tongue. He suddenly forced the wine in his mouth into her mouth.

His movements seemed gentle, but the hand that hooked her neck was very overbearing, leaving her no room to struggle.

"Ahem..." Mo Xier was caught off guard by a big mouthful of wine, and her throat was burning with pain, almost choking her to tears, "Ahem... Ahem..."

Qing Muchen looked at her blushing face indifferently, pulled her into his arms, put his big hand on her back, and patted her back gently.

"Why are you so careless?"

His tail tone was dragged out, as if he had forgotten that he was the culprit, and he blamed her instead.

Mo Xier was so angry that she wanted to chop him to death with a knife.

Raising her face, she shouted angrily, "That's enough!"

"I haven't started anything yet!" Ignoring her angry face, he replied indifferently.

All the expressions on Mo Xier's face suddenly froze.

Just looking at him, her eyes met his, watching every fluctuation in his eyes, she secretly recalled all his abnormal behaviors today.

Staring at her belly, sitting next to her waiting for her to wake up, red wine...

Mo Xier was stunned for a long time, her body suddenly shook slightly, and her face turned pale.

Qing Muchen did not miss any subtle expression in her eyes, and his lips curled up coldly.

His eyes were fixed on her red lips with wine drops, his big hands held her head, pressed her face towards him, and his lips suddenly kissed hers.

Biting her lips/petals, he sucked/kissed lightly for a while, his slender hands pinched her small chin, and he suddenly said, "We have been married for so long, about the issue of children, should we consider it?"

Boom!

Something in Mo Xier's mind buzzed and exploded.

Sure enough!

This is what he planned!

"Qing Muchen, listen to me!" With one arm on his chest, she pulled her head out of his arms, creating some distance between herself and him.

Mo Xier's mind was completely blank for a few seconds after being bombarded by him, but her brain was very useful and she recovered quickly.

She turned her head quickly and began to think of a way to persuade him, "Every child is a gift from God. This kind of thing is about fate. When fate comes, it will happen naturally."