Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shiqian walked past her without any pause, holding Chi Huan's hand, and went straight down the stairs.

The black Gust stopped in the dark place, and the man gentlemanly and naturally opened the co-pilot's door for her, and then went around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat.

The car drove for a while.

The car was always quiet, and Chi Huan looked sideways at the changing scenery outside the car window, as if in a trance.

The man's deep voice broke the almost rigid silence, "Are you upset?"

Chi Huan came back to his senses, looked away, and said in a low voice, "No."

He stated lightly, "You didn't speak."

She said a little funny, "Can't I not talk?"

"No, you should have a lot to say."

Mo Shiqian is a quiet man, and he doesn't like others making noise in his ears, but he doesn't like Chi Huan who is too quiet, especially the abnormal quietness.

Chi Huan pursed her lips and fell silent again.

She wanted to ask, and indeed she had a lot to say, but she didn't know where to start.

She thought about it, and asked the simplest question, "Who is that Tao Yan just now?"

"Su Yabing's previous boyfriend's wife."

"I asked her what she has to do with you."

She heard all the quarrel just now, of course she knew the relationship between Tao Yan and Su Yabing.

"It doesn't matter."

This kind of answer was basically an indirect refusal to answer. Chi Huan was too bored to talk to him, so he turned his face away again.

After a while, the man said in a low voice, "When I checked Su Yabing, I found out about her relationship with Shen Hong, she is Shen Hong's wife... I just happen to be able to give her the help she needs recently.

"What help?"

He replied in an orderly manner, "She wants to divorce, but her husband refuses, and her own family doesn't allow her to divorce. She needs a lawyer, and I'll find her a lawyer that satisfies her."

Chi Huan, "... Yue Lin?"

"Um."

She bit her lower lip, "What's your relationship with Yue Lin?"

"I was a roommate for half a year in college."

Chi Huan didn't react for a while, and asked ignorantly, "Why are you roommates with him? Isn't Yue Lin studying law at Stanford?"

The man's knuckle fingers supported the steering wheel, and he turned his head and glanced at her faintly, "You don't know where your man went to university or what he studied, but you know the passerby who you only met once."

Chi Huan inexplicably read a bit of dark displeasure from his usual indifferent tone.

She pouted, "You didn't tell me, I don't even know what you do now, how could I know which university you came from."

She is not yet twenty-one years old this year, and Mo Shiqian is four years older than her, it seems that her twenty-fifth birthday has passed.

During the years when he was her bodyguard, she always thought he was uneducated...

This kind of concept is deeply rooted. Although he has a new understanding later, it has not been updated subconsciously, and he always subconsciously thinks that he has never been to college.

Mo Shiqian drove the car without saying a word.

Chi Huan remembered that Ou Qin also graduated from Stanford.

She pursed her lips, "You and Yue Lin are classmates, so you also studied at Stanford Law Department?"

"almost."

It was only later that Chi Huan found out that the missing point was that he was indeed studying law at Stanford, but he had a double degree in business administration and law.

As for why he only had roommates with Yue Lin for half a year, it was because he found a business opportunity not long after he was in college and made a fortune. Because he likes to live alone and quiet, he rented a high-end apartment and moved out by himself.

Of course, this friend with Yue Lin was also made at that time.

Chi Huan muttered softly, "You don't look like you are studying law."

And he's clearly not in it.

The man tilted his head and smiled at her, "I didn't study law to become a lawyer."

"Then why are you here?"

He smiled lightly, "Because I'm free."

Chi Huan, "..."

"You and Ou Qin are also classmates?"

"Sister."

Chi Huan inexplicably disliked the word "school girl", as it always seemed to be ambiguous.

"She likes you."

"Um."

"She's excellent, aren't you tempted at all?"

Chi Huan seldom agrees with which women are excellent, but Ou Qin is indeed a talented woman recognized by the industry and celebrity circles, and she also believes that her reputation is well-deserved.

He said lightly, "It is excellent, but what does it have to do with heartbeat, I have seen better ones."

"Even if it's better, you haven't been tempted, have you?"

After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "What should I do to be tempted?"

Chi Huan couldn't answer this question.

Mo Shiqian has never liked anyone, let alone love.

The thought became a little clearer in her mind, and then lingered for a while.

"You have many choices, why did you choose me?"

"It's me you want."

That's right, she was the one who asked him to be her man.

She lowered her head, "There should be quite a few women who want you."

The car was silent for several seconds before the man said, "Chi Huan, is this important?" His voice was even and steady, "Love is just an emotion, and most of the time it is negative. What I can give you is better than this word." Much more can be given.”

Chi Huan didn't speak.

She didn't know what to say, because she was a little confused.

"Chi Huan, when you liked Mo Xigu, you only wanted his person and loyalty. You have no love for me. Could it be that my whole person and all my loyalty can't satisfy you?"

The man's voice is deep and pleasant, with the best sound quality, but his tone is indifferent, so calm that it makes people feel cold.

She didn't speak, never spoke.

I want to think about his words, but my thinking seems to be stiff.

He can frankly tell an excellent woman who likes him that he belongs to her, which will make her feel instinctively proud and happy as a woman.

But thinking that these have nothing to do with love, these joys will inevitably be accompanied by a sense of loss.

The car stopped on the parking lot of a Chinese restaurant.

Chi Huan lowered her head to unfasten her seat belt. Just as she was about to open the car door behind her and get out of the car, a shadow shrouded her. She raised her head subconsciously, and she met the thin lips covered by the man's bowed head.

The slender and powerful palm clasped the back of her head, and the flexible tongue pried open her lips and teeth, hooking her straight into the entanglement.

She didn't react at first, and then stretched out her hand and pushed his chest hard—? This is a public place, if they are photographed kissing in the car by the paparazzi...

Thinking of this, she struggled even harder.

But before she could move, the man pressed her deeper into the co-pilot's seat, deeper, harder, and even rougher, like a predatory kiss.