Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

However, as soon as she turned around, she was caught by the man's strong fingers after she finished speaking. Before she could react, a burst of force struck her, and she was pulled back and fell directly onto the sofa.

She was quite frightened and her eyes widened.

Above is the man's handsome and gloomy face, staring at her condescendingly, his eyes are deep and gloomy, like a deep forest where the sun doesn't shine all year round, dark and cool.

Wen Yi, who was stared at by him, trembled one by one as if the tiny fluff on her body was invisible to the naked eye.

"what are you doing?"

"Miss Wen," Mo Shichen's voice was restrained and hoarse, his eyes were full of blue flames, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said with a half-smile, "You are bullying me and I have no memory. I can only let you turn black and white."

Wen Yi felt guilty for a moment, but her morality was there after all, she didn't show any emotion on her face, she just smiled lightly and said, "Is there any meaning to reverse black and white?"

The man also looked very calm, with a calm smile on his thin lips, and there was an indescribable danger ready to go, "Usually there are only two possibilities for a woman to constantly stimulate a man."

"Oh?"

"First, you look down on me from the bottom of your heart and think I'm not worthy of you," he stared into her eyes when he spoke, with a hint of aggression in his eyes, so that she couldn't look away for some reason, She could only look at him compulsively, but the man's voice carried a mellow smile, "However, if I can't match it, Miss Wen probably wouldn't have loved me so much."

She turned her face away, and really wanted to ask if it was possible not to get so close to her.

But before she opened her mouth, she felt that she couldn't say anything.

When the man spoke and breathed, his nose and lips fell on her skin together, and the temperature inevitably made her face a few degrees higher. His smell overwhelmed her sense of smell, and her body became even more sensitive and stiff stand up.

The movement of her turning her face away made the man's lips directly touch her ear, which made his voice seem to become more audible, "Second, I don't believe that the woman under me will not have an orgasm This kind of nonsense, Miss Wen wants to provoke me - in this clumsy way, force me to fuck you?"

She was on the sofa with the man on top of her.

Before he did anything, Wen Yi felt a strong aggression.

Mo Shichen lowered his head, and the kiss was about to fall into her neck.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and when the man's thin lips were about to touch her skin, Wen Yi's short voice suddenly called out, "Do you still want Li Qianrui's medical expenses?"

He paused.

But the distance is still very close, so close that the breath blends and ambiguously churns.

She backed away in a panic, leaving the area surrounded by his breath, Wen Yi's breathing was still a little disordered, "Who gave you the guts to touch me without my consent?"

Her fair fingers on the sofa were unconsciously clutching the corner of the pillow, her face was still stern, but the blushing face imprinted on the fair complexion weakened her momentum, and she said angrily, "Anymore Next time, just wait for Li Qianrui to be thrown out of the hospital."

Mo Shichen looked at her, with a bright and undisguised smile in his eyes, and whispered playfully, "So sensitive, is Miss Wen the traditional one?"

Wen Yi stayed far away from him, leaning on the armrest with her waist, taking each side of him, sternly ignoring him.

This man has degenerated to the point of sleeping with him, why doesn't he have the consciousness of hurting his self-esteem at all?

He dared to tease her in turn.

Wen Yi smashed the pillow over, stood up and said indifferently, "Go and tell Aleb, I want to eat after taking a shower."

After finishing speaking, he entered the master bedroom without looking back.

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More than forty minutes later, Wen Yi came out with wet short hair again. Other women with short hair give people the impression that they are either shrewd and neat or playful and concise, but she is the only one, especially in the state of half-wet but not wet like now. , has a unique charm.

But this time she didn't wear a bathrobe, and she wore a long skirt that was mainly for comfort, ivory white, the color matched her skin very well, at first glance, it looked more gentle.

He saw her in a dress for the first time.

He thought she was going to repeat that style to the monotonous office style until old age.

Seeing her come out, Mo Shichen still stood up and said in a gentlemanly manner, "Dinner is already set in the dining room. It will arrive in five minutes. It's just right to eat now."

Wen Yi glanced at him, hummed coldly, and then walked into the restaurant.

When she reached the door, she paused, turned around and looked at the leisurely and indifferent man with one hand in his trouser pocket, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Ate."

"Oh..." The corners of her lips curled up, "Come here, eat with me."

Mo Shichen, "..."

"What are you doing standing there, waiting for me to come and invite you?"

The man walked over with long legs, raised his hand to pinch her chin, lowered his head to smile and said, "Are you childish, huh?"

Wen Yi showed a smile, "Whoever makes you look at it makes people feel annoying."

Mo Shichen turned his face away, smiled, and then looked at her again, "You look more like you like me." He tightened his fingers a little bit, lowered his head and moved closer to her, "Honestly speaking, Wen Yi, accompany me." Sleeping is nonsense, you just want me to be with you, huh? You are like a kid in kindergarten."

She kept smiling, "It's a good thing for people to have self-confidence, but you are a little too much."

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and slapped his hand away, walked to the dining table and sat down.

She picked up the knife and fork, and smiled at the man across the table, "You eat with me, and you finish what I can't finish, otherwise Li Qianrui will have nothing to eat tomorrow."

Mo Shichen, "..."

After all, she began to eat comfortably.

He stared at her face blankly for a while, with a cool smile on his lips, and said softly, "Wen Yi, don't fall into my hands from now on."

Wen Yi smirked a few words, and said in a controlled tone, "I'm so scared."

As soon as the words fell, she met the man's cool eyes, that quiet and sinister aura is like a wild beast lurking in the dark and staring at you, waiting for the opportunity to jump out and hold you under its paws , Sensen's sharp teeth will tear you to pieces in the blink of an eye.

The chill of a few strands of hair crawled up her back, and she immediately lost her confidence.

If this man returns to Paris to succeed him as the president... it is really possible to take revenge on her.

She lowered her head and cut the steak and ate it silently, thinking to herself that she would call Mo Shiqian tomorrow and ask him to promise that Mo Shichen would not have the opportunity to torment her or touch their house in the future.