Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She rested her calf on the coffee table, adjusted a comfortable posture, and then lazily raised her eyelids, looked at his handsome face that overlapped with her memory, and asked with great interest, "For such a handsome man?" A woman who can't be on the stage, you even want to give up your own past?"

"When you mention another woman, do you habitually bring personal attacks?"

Wen Yi smiled freely, "I think I can appreciate women. There are very few women who make me feel worthless. The one you like now is mediocre in appearance and ordinary in education. She is obviously poor and waiting for her." After graduation, she can find a job to honor her father, she is lucky, she will die to support a man of unknown origin, it seems that the only advantage left is that she has a deep love for you—"

"Unfortunately, I have seen a lot of affectionate women. Some of them make me feel emotional, some make me admire, and some are very regrettable. Just your Miss Li, it really disgusts me."

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman.

As long as she doesn't speak, it really looks like a gentle spring breeze.

As soon as you opened your mouth, you realized that her gust of wind was as cold as a knife.

If an ordinary woman fights against her, she will probably get blood dripping from her scratches.

There was no emotional ups and downs on his face, and he was not angry because of what she said. He just pulled his lips and smiled, and said lightly in a chat-like tone, "I guess I didn't like you very much before, and I almost understand Why can't you forget me, why do you continue to be a widow until now—few men dare to really like you, right?"

Wen Yi looked at him lightly.

If it weren't for the fact that her fingers holding the pillow curled up so badly, her entire state would probably look extremely dull.

[I probably didn't like you very much before. 】

She kind of wanted to laugh.

I don't like it very much. When he broke up with his ex-girlfriend and accepted the fiancée his father gave him, when they met for the first time, he used his attitude to take a cup of coffee and looked her over lightly. He said leisurely, "Miss Wen, with all due respect, you really don't look like my type. Although I may have the best conditions, for women, marrying a man who likes you is no better than marrying a man who likes you." I'm bad."

At that time, she was still very girlish, and she was still stuck in liking for this man.

When she heard this, the coffee in her hand accidentally spilled out, causing her to cry out in surprise, and then even knocked over the coffee cup.

At that time, I didn’t practice enough. I got up at five o’clock in the morning and carefully selected the clothes. I asked the stylist to play with the hairstyle and makeup all morning. They were all ruined by the cup of coffee that spilled on my body.

She was so bewildered that her eyes seemed red.

He didn't seem to have expected her to react so violently. After being dazed for a few seconds, he got up and dragged her to the bathroom to wash her burnt hands. Her hands were blistered, and he took her to the hospital to apply burn ointment.

Later, he seemed to have no objection to the marriage, and they got married under Lawrence's best efforts.

Before marriage, when he accompanied her to try on the wedding dress, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and straightened her hair while lowering his head and said calmly, "If you want to marry me so much, it doesn't matter if I marry you. Demon, I will try my best to be a competent husband, but if you want to regret the marriage before the wedding, I will take the responsibility."

At that time, she looked at the impeccably handsome man in the mirror, and the faint smile on her face was just like that.

However, the 21-year-old Wen Yi tried her best to marry him, so how could she regret the marriage.

She doesn't even think about it.

What did she-

How could he not like it just by looking at it?

Oh, it was just the type he didn't like before, but now it's simply become a look that men dare not like?

After all, Wen Yi felt emotional in his heart, a little uncontrollable, his face immediately turned cold, but a smile curved his lips habitually, "Okay, remember what you said today, I also hope that you will This time, I won't be able to fight against reality to the end for you, the fiancée in my heart, like seven years ago, and don't compromise again."

She lowered her head and touched the pillow in her arms, and continued calmly, "As for the divorce, don't worry, as long as you can, I won't pester you."

The living room became quiet.

The sound of the ebb and flow of the tide is also clear.

Mo Shichen looked at her with cold, but deeper eyes.

The doorbell rang symbolically, and then the card was swiped to open it.

It was Aleb who walked in with his lunch.

Wen Yi stood up, "Put it in the restaurant."

After all, he didn't look at the man beside him, and didn't call out to her, he followed behind Aleb.

As a result, when she was seated, Mo Shichen also sat down opposite her.

Aleb took out the meals and left the suite quietly after setting them up one by one.

Smelling the aroma of vegetables, her stomach already felt hungry.

Wen Yi lowered her head and drank the soup.

The warm soup is very delicious. After eating two bad meals on the plane, this soup is delicious. She has a new level of affirmation of Aleb's ability to do things. It is really a small thing that will not disappoint. .

When Mo Shichen picked up the chopsticks, he glanced at her subconsciously, and he happened to see the woman's satisfied eyebrows and the slight smile on her lips.

Drinking soup is also quite a kind of enjoyment.

"..."

He picked up the food and started to eat casually.

Although it was Chinese food, it was also eaten at the same table, but Aleb bought two, and they also ate separately.

Just eating, the woman's eyes suddenly fell on the dishes in front of him, staring at the two plates of shrimp and crab, her brows were slightly raised, as if she was thinking about something that needed to be tangled up.

Jiangcheng is a seaside city, and seafood is unavoidable in ordinary restaurants.

Two of Mo Shichen's dishes had seafood, but hers didn't.

He thought she was thinking about something, but a few seconds later, the woman said abruptly, "Can you share your shrimp and crab with me?"

"..."

The man glanced lightly, and the thin, beautiful lips flicked the unobvious sarcasm, but Wen Yi lowered her head and didn't look at him, so naturally she didn't notice.

The slender fingers pushed the two plates of shrimps and crabs in front of her, and said indifferently, "Your people bought it, and you spent the money."

The implication is obvious.

Wen Yi seemed quite pleasantly surprised that he had given her two dishes, not only looked up at him, but also picked a dish that she hadn't touched and pushed it in front of him, "Thank you."

Mo Shichen looked at her indifferently, without any response.

After a while, he found that the woman on the opposite side was very clumsy in peeling shrimp and crab.