Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict - Chapter 122

Chapter 122: I will comb your hair for you.

Translator: 549690339

At noon, Wen Ran skipped lunch and took a nap in the office break room.

Her exhausted body, before finally resting, was aching all over, as if it had been dismantled and reassembled.

If not for the relentless ringing of her cell phone, she wouldnt have awoken.

Seeing the incoming call display, Wen Rans eyes widened in surprise. She sat up abruptly from the small bed. On checking the time on her phone, it was already four in the afternoon. She wondered why Sister Li hadnt called for her.

Hello!

Having just woken up from a few hours nap, her voice was a bit throaty. Into her ear came MO Xiuchens low, magnetic voice, Ranran, open the door!

Huh

Wen Rans mind wasnt fully awake yet and she couldnt immediately understand what MO Xiuchen meant.

I am outside your office.

MO Xiuchen patiently explained, his voice gentle and harmonious. He had just come up and Li Qian told him that Wen Ran was still asleep.

Oh, wait a moment.

Wen Rans eyes flickered with astonishment. She scrambled off the bed, put on her shoes, rushed out of the break room, and opened the door. Seeing the handsome figure standing outside, she scratched her head in embarrassment:

I didnt realize I overslept.

In the morning, MO Xiuchen had agreed with her to visit Cheng Jia in the hospital in the afternoon.

MO Xiuchens gaze swept over her somewhat messy hair from sleep, settling on the button of her professional suit, his eyes revealing a hint of profound depth.

Her eyes still carried traces of sleep, making her seem more charming and tender than usual.

Looking at her gave him a distinct feeling.

Wen Ran was stunned by MO Xiuchens look. She blinked in confusion before checking if there was anything wrong with her appearance.

Comb your hair a little.

MO Xiuchen pulled his thoughts together. His clearly defined hand brushed past the strands of hair falling on her cheeks, as his rough fingertips touched her skin, Wen Rans face flushed instantly. This place was, after all, their workplace.

Ill do it myself!

She quickly dodged his hand, turned around and headed towards her desk.

MO Xiuchen slightly smiled, closed the door, and walked towards her. Wen Ran didnt sit at her desk, but bent over it instead, pulling open a drawer to grab a comb.

Unaware that MO Xiuchen had approached from behind, she almost hit his chin as she turned around with her comb. He reflexively reached out, wrapping his arm around her slender waist.

Ill comb your hair for you.

Before Wen Ran could respond, MO Xiuchen took the comb from her hand. His eyes, filled with a hint of playful warmth, gave her the feeling of being pulled in.

Meeting his gaze, Wen Rans heart unwittingly skipped a beat.

She didnt have a chance to refuse, and didnt want to refuse his kindness. The last traces of sleepiness in her eyes replaced by a tender glow, the blush spreading across her face brought a faint smile. She looked utterly captivating.

MO Xiuchen had never combed another womans hair before, but this wasnt the first time he had combed Wen Rans hair. His movements were gentle and skilled, his slender fingers gripping the comb as it slid through her silky hair. The softest place in his heart seemed to soften further, like a tranquil lake..

Chapter 122: I will comb your hair for you. Translator: 549690339 At noon, Wen Ran skipped lunch and took a nap in the office break room. Her exhausted body, before finally resting, was aching all over, as if it had been dismantled and reassembled. If not for the relentless ringing of her cell phone, she wouldnt have awoken. Seeing the incoming call display, Wen Rans eyes widened in surprise. She sat up abruptly from the small bed. On checking the time on her phone, it was already four in the afternoon. She wondered why Sister Li hadnt called for her. Hello! B0xo.com Having just woken up from a few hours nap, her voice was a bit throaty. Into her ear came MO Xiuchens low, magnetic voice, Ranran, open the door! Huh Wen Rans mind wasnt fully awake yet and she couldnt immediately understand what MO Xiuchen meant. I am outside your office. MO Xiuchen patiently explained, his voice gentle and harmonious. He had just come up and Li Qian told him that Wen Ran was still asleep. Oh, wait a moment. Wen Rans eyes flickered with astonishment. She scrambled off the bed, put on her shoes, rushed out of the break room, and opened the door. Seeing the handsome figure standing outside, she scratched her head in embarrassment: I didnt realize I overslept. In the morning, MO Xiuchen had agreed with her to visit Cheng Jia in the hospital in the afternoon. MO Xiuchens gaze swept over her somewhat messy hair from sleep, settling on the button of her professional suit, his eyes revealing a hint of profound depth. Her eyes still carried traces of sleep, making her seem more charming and tender than usual. Looking at her gave him a distinct feeling. Wen Ran was stunned by MO Xiuchens look. She blinked in confusion before checking if there was anything wrong with her appearance. Comb your hair a little. MO Xiuchen pulled his thoughts together. His clearly defined hand brushed past the strands of hair falling on her cheeks, as his rough fingertips touched her skin, Wen Rans face flushed instantly. This place was, after all, their workplace. Ill do it myself! She quickly dodged his hand, turned around and headed towards her desk. MO Xiuchen slightly smiled, closed the door, and walked towards her. Wen Ran didnt sit at her desk, but bent over it instead, pulling open a drawer to grab a comb. Unaware that MO Xiuchen had approached from behind, she almost hit his chin as she turned around with her comb. He reflexively reached out, wrapping his arm around her slender waist. Ill comb your hair for you. Before Wen Ran could respond, MO Xiuchen took the comb from her hand. His eyes, filled with a hint of playful warmth, gave her the feeling of being pulled in. Meeting his gaze, Wen Rans heart unwittingly skipped a beat. She didnt have a chance to refuse, and didnt want to refuse his kindness. The last traces of sleepiness in her eyes replaced by a tender glow, the blush spreading across her face brought a faint smile. She looked utterly captivating. MO Xiuchen had never combed another womans hair before, but this wasnt the first time he had combed Wen Rans hair. His movements were gentle and skilled, his slender fingers gripping the comb as it slid through her silky hair. The softest place in his heart seemed to soften further, like a tranquil lake..