Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Song Shu's face finally changed, she looked at him for a while, but the man's handsome face could not capture anything except indifference, and the heaving of her chest went from rushing to calming down.

In the end, she forced herself to say in a calm tone, "President Mo, I really didn't know Miss Chi was already your girlfriend."

If she knew... she definitely wouldn't make such a stupid mistake.

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes, with a cold smile on his lips, "I remember, you seem to have a boyfriend?"

Song Shu was a little embarrassed by the eyes and the cold tone.

She does have a boyfriend, and the relationship is good, good means stable, but not tepid, if there is no accident, maybe when the right time comes, or some opportunity, she will enter the marriage peacefully.

She has a decent background and job, and she doesn't bother to be a mistress. She fought for Mo Shiqian when he came back, but after he married Xia Tangtang, she didn't think about it anymore. It's just that after the man divorced, she still had nothing to do. I can't control it, but I have some thoughts.

Song Shu closed her eyes, then opened them, "Mr. Mo, I can assure you that I will never hurt your relationship with Miss Chi, and I will never do any inappropriate behavior like yesterday."

No matter how much he said, the man said calmly, "If you are not satisfied with the job change, you can submit a letter of resignation."

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Chi Huan stayed in Paris for more than half a month. She originally planned to go to Holland, Denmark, Iceland and other countries after staying in Paris for a few days, but Mo Shiqian refused to allow it. She said that a girl is not safe.

She also lost her temper a little bit, and in the end the man coaxed her to accompany her in person, and she gave up.

But no matter how long she stays, she still has to go back. This is completely different from if she chooses to live in Paris, because besides shopping and having fun every day, she eats and sleeps with Mo Shiqian at night... There is nothing else to do .

Short days like this are called relaxing vacations, and long days are called boring.

Regarding Chi Huan's return to Lancheng, Mo Shiqian was not happy but procrastinated.

Chi Huan: "I only planned to stay for three or four days, come over for a while, drop by to see you, and then travel to other places before returning to Lancheng. I have been with you for 20 days now, President Mo Da .”

It was Sunday when we were talking about this matter. Mo Shiqian had a rare day off and took a whole day to accompany her. The two of them were sitting by the Seine River blowing the cool and warm autumn wind. She was holding a digger in her hand. When half of the mousse cake arrived, I didn't know how many times she said she wanted to go back.

Mo Shiqian frowned sideways to see her eating the cake and licking the spoon, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said with a frown, "You can go back with me."

Chi Huan bit the spoon and looked at him, blinking, "I've been waiting for a long time, Mr. President."

The man stared at her for a while, pursed his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "You separated from me for five years, quarreled after reconciling for a day, and only really stayed with me after you came to Paris. Come on, I go to get off work during the day, and I can only accompany you after work, Chi Huan, your job is currently in a window period, why are you in a hurry to go back, I am so unattractive to you? "

Chi Huan, "..."

She licked her lips, touched the cake crumbs on her chin, and turned her head to look at the expressionless man who was staring at her.

Is he... grudge?

"You work during the day... I'm bored here."

"You don't have me at night when you go back, it's fun?"

"Can I make a video call?"

"jet lag."

Well, it is true that there is a jet lag, sometimes it is very inconvenient, especially when she was in Lancheng, she often went shopping and watching dramas with Youran during the day, and only went home at night, and it was already late at night when she was with him.

Chi Huan lowered his head and poked the cup of the mousse cake with a spoon, as if hesitating for something.

Mo Shiqian continued to press, "How long have I been in Lancheng? You won't stay in Paris for a month because of me?" He raised his hand and pinched her chin, still expressionless, "If I don't plan to go back to Lancheng City development, are you going to have a long-distance relationship forever or break up with me?"

Chi Huan, "..."

"I took a job."

The man narrowed his eyes, "Chi Huan, don't tell me that you accepted Zhang Yan's pornographic movie."

The ones with a larger scale may not be called erotic movies, they make very literary ones.

"No, it's just a drama. A teacher I knew when I was studying acting asked me if I had time, and I agreed."

"So you're going back?"

Chi Huan peeked at him from the corner of his eye, and said in a soft voice, "Isn't it a rare opportunity? For an actor, acting in a drama is a good training." She put the mousse cake aside, raised her wristband and put his neck, and coquettishly said, "Don't be so stern, you look so fierce."

Seeing that his face didn't soften, but became more and more tense, she leaned forward and kissed him twice, and asked with a smile, "Are you reluctant to part with me?"

Mo Shiqian looked down at her smiling face, and pulled his lips, "You are not willing."

Chi Huan, "..."

She was silent for a while, then laughed again, "Are you really so reluctant to part with me?"

He tightened his fingers on her chin, stared at the bright and sly smile blooming on his hand, his eyes were thick with ink, and said lightly, "Your Highness, it takes 21 days to develop a habit. Get used to sleeping with you, otherwise you will suffer from insomnia."

Chi Huan, "..."

She looked into his eyes, unable to move away.

His eyes seemed calm and ruthless, but they looked at each other for a few seconds, and they seemed to be deeply affectionate.

Chi Huan pursed his lips, and asked nah, "When you first came to Paris...would you suffer from insomnia?"

"No," the man replied decisively, his tone became a line without ups and downs, "I don't have time to sleep, and I don't have the conditions for insomnia."

Chi Huan, "..."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her with lowered eyes, "Besides, I misunderstood you at that time, so when I slept occasionally, I wanted to crush you to death in my dreams," he said flatly, "I should really tell you about the dreams of those years. Feel sorry."

Chi Huan, "..."

"You really have hated me for a long time," she looked at him and said sincerely, "I think you are really scary, if I really don't like you, will you make me miserable? "

Paranoid horrible ex-boyfriend...

Mo Shiqian smiled slightly, and said hoarsely, "It seems to be right, Your Highness the Queen."

As he said, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her, a lingering and delicate kiss.

When he first came to Paris, every time he thought of her, it was as if a hand reached into his chest, clutching his heart tightly, the more he tried to break free, the tighter the grip became, spreading the pain of suffocation.

However, whenever her mind is free, her appearance will definitely appear and cannot be lingered.

The more he couldn't drive him away, the more that hand seemed to crush his heart.

Such a vicious cycle.

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Hear the clarion call for the end of the text...