Chapter 4

Jiang Yurou ignored Mo Yichen's call. She had suffered a lot in the bathroom in the past month, so she naturally knew that there was nothing good about him letting her in at this time. Seeing that there was no response from Mo Yichen, he added, "There's no towel in the bathroom. Bring me one!" "Damn it! Why did you forget to put a bath towel in the bathroom?" Jiang Yu gently muttered as she picked up a bath towel and pushed open the bathroom door. In the hazy mist, she saw Mo Yichen lying naked in the bathtub. Although she could only see his upper body, her face could not help but turn red. Mo Yichen just stared at her, watching her helplessly put the bath towel on the shelf, and look at her pink little face, dodging his eyes. It had been so many days since they got married. It seemed that she was still not used to getting along with him normally. Every time she blushed, Mo Yichen would feel particularly relaxed. There had been no girl in his life who would blush for a long time. He had to admit that she looked more beautiful than usual. Mo Yichen could not help but smile. Seeing the smile on his lips, Jiang Yurou put down her towel and wanted to leave. However, just as she was about to turn and leave, Mo Yichen grabbed her. There was still a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes was particularly hot. Jiang Yurou felt her heart begin to beat wildly. She naturally reached out to push him. "Stop fooling around!" However, Mo Yichen ignored her resistance. He gently pulled her to his side. Jiang Yurou cried out in surprise as he gently brought her into the bathtub. Before she could say anything, his mouth had already kissed her. Everything that happened next was a matter of course... Jiang Yurou wasn't used to being held in Mo Yichen's arms. She tried to push him away but didn't push him away. She couldn't push him too far, so she could only lie stiffly in his arms. Mo Yichen gave off the scent of a mature man. Not wanting to communicate with him, Jiang Yurou closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Mo Yichen looked at her beautiful eyelashes and sighed in his heart. When would she be able to get along with him normally? Mo Yichen's breathing was getting steadied. Only then did Jiang Yurou gently break free from his embrace. Keeping a posture for a long time made her arm a little numb. After breaking free from his arms, she gently moved away from him and then fell asleep with her back to him. Mo Yichen was not asleep. He closed his eyes quietly and felt that she was doing all this. He felt a little uncomfortable. His family background and talent had attracted so many women to throw themselves at him. Before he met her, he had always been a woman killer. But after meeting her, such a law was broken. There was no sign of him in her eyes. Even after they got married, she still treated him as usual. She was polite and distant, just like what she had said when she agreed to his marriage request. She was just playing the role of a wife as much as possible. To iron his clothes, prepare breakfast, and put bath water, this was not love nor real concern, but because the role needed it. She had always felt that she was a nanny. If she hadn't taken the initiative, she would never have taken the initiative to approach him. Only in front of her family would she pretend to be in harmony with him. As long as she kept away from her family, she would immediately return to normal. She had met him several times in public, and the way she looked at him was as strange as that of a stranger. Mo Yichen had never felt that he was sentimental. He had always been surrounded by beautiful women, like Jiang Yurou. However, he was attracted by her. He recalled the first time he saw her, and an unnatural smile appeared on his lips. On that day, he met a customer in a cafe. A handsome young man was sitting at the same place with him. There was a bunch of roses beside the young man. The young man kept looking at his watch. It seemed that he was waiting for his beloved girl. The door of the coffee shop was pushed open. Jiang Yurou appeared in the coffee shop in casual attire. She didn't wear any makeup and had a clean smile on her face. The afternoon sun shone on her body, making her look very special. She glanced around with her beautiful eyes and found the young man. Then she walked over quickly. "Don't you know that the coffee here is too expensive?" She sat down and began to complain about the young man. His voice sounded clean and pleasant. The young man did not answer, but handed her the roses he had prepared. "Why do you want to give me the flowers?" She did not pick up the flowers, but continued to stare at the young man with her beautiful eyes. "I'll accept it if I give you flowers. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" The young man blushed, and his tone was a little rushed. "Even if you want to give me flowers, you shouldn't give me roses. You should give me a rose!" Her words made the young man's face suddenly turn red. Seeing the young man's flushed face, Jiang Yurou finally reacted. "You're not? I'm your teacher!"