The Supporting Actress Made A Comeback Chapter 839 - 842: The Husband Who Shared My Hardships

Yu Siqiao said, "It doesn’t matter why you’re in a bad mood. What matters is, right now I’m in a bad mood, and I need my wife to cheer up."

This sentence suddenly reminded Mo Shu of that Creator God, and she furrowed her brows slightly.

Yu Siqiao took in her reaction completely. The frustration that had just dissipated suddenly gathered again, and he asked, "What’s wrong?"

Mo Shu pouted, cupping his face with both hands, and said, "Why are you in a bad mood? Is it sothing at work?"

Yu Siqiao’s face was pinched into a wrinkle, and he murmured, "No."

"Then what is it?"

"Because my wife is running around."

Mo Shu blinked and said seriously, "That really is quite serious."

Yu Siqiao also replied seriously, "Yeah, it’s so serious that I almost hit my wife."

Mo Shu puffed out her cheeks, "Only a scumbag hits his wife!"

"But with the wife running around, it’s the wife forcing to be a scumbag."

"No way, the wife needs her own freedom."

"Freedom is not an excuse to run to dangerous places, and this isn’t the first ti," Yu Siqiao pinched her nose, "it happened last ti too."

Last ti, when Mo Jiantao got into trouble, Mo Shu went alone to ransom him.

That ti, Yu Siqiao was so scared he almost had a heart attack, near to going insane.

Mo Shu’s nose hurt from the pinch, and she said discontentedly, "Does that count? This ti is clearly different from last ti!"

"It’s still not allowed!"

Mo Shu huffed, "You’re way too overbearing!"

Yu Siqiao lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, "Isn’t it because you like my overbearing nature?"

Mo Shu responded without hesitation, "I don’t like it at all!"

"Then what kind do you like?" Yu Siqiao raised an eyebrow, "When you were chasing persistently, you said you’d like anything as long as it was like ."

"When did I chase you persistently?" Mo Shu pushed him away, "Shaless!"

"You did, and you also said I was your ideal type. I rember all your confessions," Yu Siqiao said smugly, the corners of his lips curving up, "Now you’re trying to deny it?"

Mo Shu: "..."

Indeed, she hadn’t misspoken.

But seeing Yu Siqiao’s infuriatingly pleased expression, Mo Shu felt annoyed, "Pfft!"

Yu Siqiao said suddenly, "You just spit on my face."

Mo Shu couldn’t help but laugh, "Serves you right!"

"Aren’t you going to wipe it off?"

"Where?"

"Here," Yu Siqiao pointed to a spot, then moved his face closer to Mo Shu’s mouth, "Kiss it off."

Yu Siqiao was suddenly too close, and Mo Shu had no choice but to peck him.

Yu Siqiao’s lips curled up, then he pointed to another spot, "And here."

Mo Shu pecked him again.

"And here."

Yu Siqiao kept getting closer, and Mo Shu again pecked him on the cheek.

Yu Siqiao: "And here."

Mo Shu laughed and pushed him away, pretending to be unhappy, "Aren’t you done yet?"

Yu Siqiao looked a bit forlorn, "Are you starting to find annoying?"

"Annoying!"

"Ah, won are all the sa," Yu Siqiao complained as he leaned closer to her, "I barely got you, and you’re already casting out."

Mo Shu giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck in an affectionate manner, "Don’t worry, just be a good husband to this princess, and I’ll treat you well."

"How well will the princess treat ?" Yu Siqiao asked, looking hopeful.