My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 787 - : 787, Without you in bed, I can’t sleep.

Chapter 787: 787, Without you in bed, I can’t sleep.

In the corridor outside the door, Zhan Yao was idly waiting. Hearing a sound, he rushed over, “Is everything okay? Tian Ye didn’t cause any trouble, right? Let me tell you, no matter what…”

“After the test results come out, send me a message,” Xiao Yebai cut him off and left without looking back after he finished speaking.

Looking at the tall and sturdy back of the retreating man, Zhan Yao knit his brows in confusion. Before he could figure it out, a loud weeping suddenly came from the hospital room.

Zhan Yao: “…”

**

The next day.

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The sky is quite bright in the early days of May.

Mo Weiyi woke up in a daze. She opened her eyes and saw a silhouette sitting by the bedside in the dim light, like a ghost. It frightened her so much that her heart shrank abruptly.

“Ah—”

A scream rang out.

The bedside lamp was quickly switched on.

The room was instantly as bright as day, but Mo Weiyi was already so scared that she shrunk herself to the foot of the bed.

When she finally saw that the man sitting by the bed was actually Xiao Yebai, she struggled to control her shocked expression, “What… what are you doing?”

He’s crazy!

He knew very well that she was most scared of sleeping alone. She didn’t even know how she fell asleep last night…

Xiao Yebai didn’t speak. He was still dressed in the casual home clothes he wore when he left last night, even his glasses were still on. He was just looking at her, his eyes red and his jaw slightly bruised…

Mo Weiyi purse her lips and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

“Princess, are you okay?”

It was Rong An.

Mo Weiyi belatedly remembered that last night she didn’t want to sleep in her upstairs bedroom, so she went downstairs to sleep in the guest room. She had asked Rong An to watch her until she fell asleep before leaving.

“I’m fine.”

Hearing her voice, there was a pause outside the door, then Rong An said, “Alright, call me if you need anything.”

After Rong An left, Mo Weiyi picked up her phone.

It was only five forty in the morning.

However, she was already scared awake and feel asleep anymore. Uncovering the quilt, Mo Weiyi decided to get up.

She intentionally avoided the man at the side of the bed, intending to get off from the other side. But her wrist was quickly caught.

Mo Weiyi looked back at him, her voice was cold, “Let go of my hand.”

“I didn’t sleep last night,” Xiao Yebai said.

His voice was extremely hoarse.

Actually, even without hearing his voice, Mo Weiyi could guess from his clothes and the obvious bloodshot in his eyes…

Mo Weiyi’s voice was still cold, “I said let go of my hand.”

Xiao Yebai not only didn’t let go, he also placed his other hand on her.

The woman’s delicate wrist looked especially fragile in his hand. He lowered his eyes, looking at her pretty hand. His deep voice carried a hint of tenderness, “If you’re not in bed, I can’t sleep.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

Was he…

Acting spoiled?

“Sleep with me for awhile,” Xiao Yebai hesitated a little, then called out, “Weiyi.”

The man’s low and magnetic voice was pure and rich, calling her name in such a low voice, it seemed like he was filled with exceptional affection and tenderness.

Mo Weiyi ultimately, couldn’t resist the touch on her heart.

With a jerk of his hand, she was pulled back down into bed.

Just as she was about to struggle, the man leaned over her, wrapping his arm around her from behind.

A low sigh sounded in the nape of her neck.

“Weiyi.”

He was calling her name again.

Mo Weiyi kept her head down and didn’t respond, only trying to pry off his arm that was restricting her waist.

But Xiao Yebai easily confined both her hands. He rested his chin on her shoulder, and his lips gently touched her ear through her hair, “I’m very tired. Can we stop this?”

His warm breath, accompanied by his husky voice entered her ear, bringing a tingling sensation.

Such a Xiao Yebai was a rare sight.

All this time, he always seemed to be gentle and aloof.

Even in front of Mo Weiyi, he was always calm, with no apparent emotional ups and downs.

This kind of soft, spoiled version of Xiao Yebai, Mo Weiyi was seeing for the first time. Coupled with the hot ambiguous breath of the man next to her ear, she involuntarily shrank her shoulders.

He was all too familiar with this response.

Perhaps, knowing her for ten years and being her husband for three, he understood her more than Mo Weiyi did. He knew her reactions and every sensitive point of hers, and deep down, he knew how to instantly stir up all her emotions.

He lowered his head, tucking all her hair behind her ears, and then began to kiss her petite, white, and delicate earlobe.

Mo Weiyi’s body twitched slightly.

His large hand slid upwards to cradle her snow-white chin, turning her face towards him and lifting it up.

A face devoid of makeup was fair and tender. Her lips, free from any lipstick, were a soft pink.

The man lowered his head.

Despite not sleeping all night, he didn’t smell unpleasant, but Mo Weiyi still detected a faint whiff of tobacco and alcohol.

She raised her hand, “No.”

Xiao Yebai looked at her, his voice deep and calm, “What is it?”

Through thin spectacles, his beautiful and deep peach blossom eyes, already filled with bloodshot veins, seemed to be drowning in emotions, looking like two pools of spring water. His dazzling charisma—his passionate gaze—was enough to allure any woman instantly.

But Mo Weiyi was unmoved, silent, using her hands to block him, refusing to let him press onto her.

Her clear cat-like eyes and fair, beautiful face was slightly cold.

The two remained stuck in this stalemate for a few seconds before Xiao Yebai finally gave up.

He laid back onto the bed, removed his glasses, and then hugged her from behind, “Then, just stay and sleep with me for a while.”

Mo Weiyi didn’t say anything, but she didn’t resist either.

Once the bedside lamp was switched off and the heavy curtains drawn, it seemed to plunge the room into darkness instantly, even though it was already daylight outside.

He must be truly tired. Before long, the rhythmic sound of his steady breathing filled the room from behind her.

The sound of his breath echoed in her ears and against her neck, slow and steady.

Mo Weiyi lay there wide-eyed, and after an unknown amount of time, she lifted her hands, grabbed his slender hand resting against her waist, and placed it onto her lower belly.

**

Xiao Yebai was abruptly awakened by the ringing of his cell phone.

As he opened his eyes, the room was already brightly lit.

Then he saw Mo Weiyi, who should have been lying in his arms, standing near the bed in her sleepwear, holding his cell phone and looking down.

A flicker of emotion flitted across Xiao Yebai’s eyes.

Then he got up.

Mo Weiyi raised her face, handed him the mobile phone without changing her expression and even her tone was calm, “It’s Zhan Yao’s call.”

Xiao Yebai reached out and took it.

His gaze remained fixed on Mo Weiyi’s face.

He answered, “Hello.”

“Yebai, I sent you the results of last night’s tests. Did you get them?”

Xiao Yebai uttered a brief “Mm.”

Mo Weiyi’s face remained expressionless, and after he took the phone away, she headed to the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water emerged from the bathroom.

“…Yebai? Yebai? Are you listening? Hello?”

Xiao Yebai turned his eyes away, his tone indifferent, “What were you saying?”

“Fuck!” Zhan Yao spat an expletive, exacerbated, “What the hell were you doing? You haven’t woken up yet? It’s nearly nine o’clock, where’s your mind at?”

“I’m hanging up if you’re not saying anything.” Xiao Yebai flipped the blanket.

Zhan Yao cursed again, “I was asking you if you want to send her to the hospital directly or…wait a little longer?”

“Wait for my notification.”

“Are you sure?” Zhan Yao still wanted to persuade him, “The child in Xu Jing’s belly is not Mo Yaoxiong’s at all. As long as we send Qu Zhizun to the hospital, let them fight among themselves while we watch from the sidelines…”

“I said, wait for my notification.” With that, Xiao Yebai hung up the call.

It wasn’t long before Mo Weiyi emerged from the bathroom.

She had already freshened up and, without a glance, sat down at the dressing table.

Care regimen, base, and then makeup.

After getting ready, she got up, went to the closet and chose a dark outfit.

Then she turned to look at Xiao Yebai.

Her red lips curved, she directly lifted her hand, stripping her sleepwear off.

In just a few seconds, Mo Weiyi was quickly dressed in her formal suit—the white striped shirt paired with a deep blue straight skirt transformed her into a professional woman in an instant.

She shut the closet door, took the handbag next to her, and turned around to leave.

As she walked past Xiao Yebai, her arm was grabbed, and the man’s deep voice echoed, “Where are you going?”

“I didn’t ask where you were last night, and you have no right to ask me where I’m going now.”

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Xiao Yebai: “…”

Looking at the man’s silent, handsome face, Mo Weiyi spoke again, “You always hide things. Because I don’t ask and I trust you, you don’t have to tell me. But what now? I’m asking you, and you’re still unwilling to tell me, right?”