Chapter 267: Mianmian, Can I Come In?  

“Second Young Master, the brown sugar water is ready.”

A maid’s voice sounded from outside the door.

Mo Yesi lowered his head and kissed Qiao Mianmian’s forehead, before saying softly, “Drink some brown sugar water before going to bed. It’ll help you feel more comfortable. I’ll go get it for you.”

Letting go of her, he got up and walked over to the door.

He took the brown sugar water from the maid after opening the door, and then went back to the bed.

Qiao Mianmian’s stomach was no longer hurting.

Looking at the brown sugar water that Mo Yesi handed over, she still reached out to take it. Then, she raised her head and drank it in one breath.

Mo Yesi stood by the bed, watching her finish the drink. He took the empty bowl and reached out to cover her with the thin blanket. “Go to sleep, I’m going to the study room.”

Even though it was summer, he still covered her tightly.

He covered every inch of her body except for her head.

Holding a corner of the thin blanket with one hand, Qiao Mianmian’s dark and soft eyes blinked a few times at the man standing by the bed, dazed.

The man’s eyebrows were gentle, and he was no longer indifferent and alienated. The aura he exuded had also become much gentler.

He grinned affectionately, his dark eyes tender and fond.

He looked at her as if he was looking at something beloved.

His gaze was completely overwhelming.

“What’s wrong?”

Mo Yesi was about to turn and leave when he saw her staring at him. He grinned and leaned down to touch her head.

Staring at his handsome face so close to her, Qiao Mianmian suddenly returned to her senses and shook her head. “Nothing. Go to work, I’m going to sleep.”

She closed her eyes as she spoke.

He still had work to do, and she didn’t want to delay him.

“Okay, I’m leaving then.”

Mo Yesi planted another gentle kiss on her forehead, got up, and walked out.

At the door, he thought about it for a while before raising the temperature of the indoor air conditioner by two degrees.

When he turned around, Qiao Mianmian had opened her eyes.

She felt a strange emotion in her heart as she watched him standing at the door, adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner.

She had gotten married reluctantly.

In the beginning, she had only agreed to marry him for Qiao Chen.

She originally thought that a marriage without love would definitely be worse.

How could it be better to live with a man she didn’t love?

But...

She realized now that this marriage wasn’t as bad as she thought.

It actually felt good to be married.

It was nice to have a husband who pampered her and cared about her feelings.

Everything was much better than she expected.

Perhaps she should adjust her mentality.

She should really try to treat Mo Yesi as her husband.

...

Mo Yesi went to the study directly after leaving the bedroom.

His bedroom was on the third floor, and the study was on the second floor.

After watching him go downstairs, Shen Rou, standing at the corner of the stairs, walked out slowly.

She went to Mo Yesi’s bedroom inexplicably and knocked on the door after a few seconds of hesitation.

In the room.

Not long after Qiao Mianmian closed her eyes and almost fell asleep drowsily, there was a knock on the door.

She thought Mo Yesi had forgotten something, but then she thought that he wouldn’t knock on his own bedroom door.

She was still wondering who it was when she heard a soft voice call, “Mianmian, can I come in?”

Qiao Mianmian was taken aback for a moment, and a hint of surprise flickered across her eyes.