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nMo Rao worked until late at night.

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nAt sunset, Fu Ying returned.

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nHearing a noise outside the door, Mo Rao stood up and opened the bedroom door. She saw Fu Ying, who had just gone upstairs.

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n“You’re back?” Mo Rao’s face was filled with surprise, but she wasn’t happy.

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nIn the past, even if Fu Ying came back in the middle of the night, she would run out happily and throw herself into his arms while chattering non-stop with him.

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nBut now, they were as distant as roommates.

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nFu Ying frowned. “I said I would be back early today. Are you unhappy?”

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nThis feeling was really unpleasant.

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n“No.” Mo Rao shook her head in denial. She wasn’t unhappy, but her emotions were a little complicated.

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nShe was already completely disappointed in Fu Ying, so no matter how Fu Ying treated her now, she felt numb. She wouldn’t be happy or unhappy.

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nFu Ying suppressed the frustration in his heart and said calmly, “I brought dinner. Go down and eat.”

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nHe specifically asked Gu Hai to go to a five-star hotel to order food that Mo Rao usually liked. As her husband, he didn’t know as much about Mo Rao as Gu Hai did. In the past, he would ask Gu Hai to do everything.

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n“Got it. I’ll go wash my hands,” Mo Rao replied calmly and turned to walk into the bathroom.

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nJust as she was about to wash her hands, Fu Ying’s tall figure walked in and surrounded her from behind.

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n“Let me help you wash it.” Fu Ying felt that his attitude wasn’t good just now. He had to make up for it.

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n“No need. I’m not a three-year-old child.” Mo Rao shook her head, embarrassment flashing across her face. She actually wasn’t used to Fu Ying’s intimacy now, especially after what happened in the car today.

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nHer awkward look was very cute in Fu Ying’s eyes.

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nIt was better than her acting cold.

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nHowever, Fu Ying grabbed her hand domineeringly and reached under the tap. His charming voice sounded in her ears. “So what if you’re not a three-year-old child? I can still help you wash it. This is a romantic gesture between a husband and wife.”

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nHearing the word ‘romantic’, Mo Rao blushed again.

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nShe blushed easily because she had always been as innocent as a child. It was also what Fu Ying liked most about her.

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nMo Rao’s hand was stained with hand sanitizer and was covered in foam. At this moment, it was slippery. She wanted to take the opportunity to pull her hand out, but Fu Ying’s large hands grabbed her tightly and she couldn’t pull her hand out.

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nInstead, because of the force, her body involuntarily bumped into Fu Ying’s arms. The man’s warm chest immediately pressed against her back.

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n“Are you seducing me?” Fu Ying originally had no other thoughts. He really wanted to help Mo Rao wash her hands to show his consideration.

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nHe didn’t expect that Mo Rao’s subtle action could instantly arouse his desire.

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nHis gaze also became menacing.

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nMo Rao felt her entire body stiffen. Could this beast be thinking about that sort of thing again?

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nHow shameless!

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nShe could already feel Fu Ying getting horny again. This was winter, not spring, when animals were in the estrus period!

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nMo Rao reminded Fu Ying angrily, “Fu Ying, we agreed on a month!”

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n“I know. A month is very fast.” Fu Ying sighed, but his voice was calm.

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nPervert!

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nMo Rao gritted her teeth in anger, but she couldn’t fight him head-on. She simply let him wash her hands and wipe them clean.

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nOnce her hands were clean, Mo Rao immediately crawled out of Fu Ying’s arms and ran downstairs.

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nThere was already food on the dining table. It was still warm. Did Fu Ying set it up himself?

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nWould he actually do such a meticulous thing?

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nMo Rao recalled that Fu Ying knew how to make dumplings. He had done these things for Qu Ru in the past, right?

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nAunt Lin hadn’t returned and would probably come back after the new year. Hence, only Mo Rao and Fu Ying were at home. The two of them had nothing to say during dinner and ate in silence.

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nFu Ying didn’t like this feeling. He liked how Mo Rao had nagged him about various things when they ate together in the past.

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nShe would even tell him about strange news stories she had seen and then smile foolishly at him.

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nNow that she had become so quiet, it was like she was a different person.

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n“What were you busy with today?” Fu Ying took the initiative to break the silence and asked.

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n“I was working on the draft.” Mo Rao didn’t even look up and said calmly.

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nIn any case, it was very easy to find out that she was working at Zhang Zhe’s magazine agency. There was no need to hide it from Fu Ying. She might as well say it directly in case he investigated.

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