Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi bit the toast, looked up at his handsome face without blemishes, thought of Li Qianrui, and what he said on the bed, after swallowing the food in his mouth, he took a sip of milk before asking, " I heard Muse almost kissed you last night."

Mo Shichen's eyes were dark, his expression didn't change at all, he just commented very lightly, "Muse, the name is very special."

She tilted her head slightly, and asked with a smile, "You didn't feel anything when you saw her?"

Mo Shichen looked up at her smiling face and said calmly, "Should I have feelings?"

Wen Yi nodded, with a long smile scattered in her voice, "She should be the one you like."

The way he likes it?

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the face he saw last night appeared in front of his eyes.

It is indeed beautiful, but it is a little too haggard, with an indescribably decayed atmosphere.

He nodded, and said calmly, "It's been a long time since I've been back, and she felt the most emotional when she saw me... If you were so excited when you first saw me, I would feel it too."

Wen Yi went to eat that poached egg.

Wasn't the man telling her that he just had feelings for Muse's behavior when he appeared, not this person.

"Mrs. Mo."

She frowned, "Don't call me that."

He didn't mind either, and with a good-tempered attitude, he asked with a half-smile, "Then I'll follow your mother and call you Yi'er?"

She is neither salty nor bland, "Wen Yi, Winnie, Winnie, anything is fine."

Mo Shichen didn't rush, "Mrs. Mo."

Wen Yi didn't bother to talk to him, and ate poached eggs gracefully with her head down.

"Is she married?"

She lowered her head, so she didn't notice that the man on the opposite side kept squinting a pair of deep eyes to examine the changes in every inch of her expression.

"over."

The man responded casually.

Wen Yi raised her face to look at him, met those eyes, and was stunned for half a second, then she said with the same tone, "But it seems to have left."

After being quiet, Mo Shichen's tone remained the same, and he hummed casually.

"Don't you want to know about her, why don't you keep asking?"

He raised his eyebrows, "I ask you to answer?"

She looked at him silently, very indifferently.

The man took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his lips casually and meticulously, "Then, do you answer the questions I ask you?"

Wen Yi stared at him for a long time before she said in confusion, "You are obviously curious about her, why do you insist on pretending to be interested in me in front of me? I don't want to talk about self-deception. Is it interesting to delay the relationship that you can continue now?"

He said lightly, "She should have been prettier and more elegant than you when she was young, but now she looks older than her actual age, especially her mental outlook. It's too decadent to go up in her thirties."

"You..." She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "You... Do you think she is old?"

Mo Shichen nodded casually.

Ruthless, really too ruthless.

Wen Yi viciously imagined what kind of expression Muse would have when he heard such an evaluation. Although Muse is two or three years older than her, in the eyes of ordinary people... Although he is not as good as back then, he still has his charm .

She thought about herself again, and suddenly couldn't stop being depressed, she couldn't even eat anything.

She is not young anymore, only Li Qianrui is the youngest.

this bastard...

Mo Shichen stared at her with a smile on his lips, "Are you planning me in your heart?"

Wen Yi didn't want to talk to him.

The man tapped the dining table with his slender and beautiful fingers, and said plainly, "I'm just stating the objective facts, no matter what relationship I had with her in the past, or whether I loved her or how much I loved her— ——The current she is completely unable to attract the current me, and I don’t have her in my memory, and she is not the person who should appear in my life, so I will never have any intersection with her in the future, you don’t have to care about last night things."

What about last night?

No, what she cares about is not what happened last night.

It's not right... Does she care? She thinks she doesn't care. Over the years, she and Muse have met on certain occasions, intentionally or unintentionally. Muse would occasionally come up to talk to her, but she treated them indifferently.

She just wanted to ask a question, if Muse hadn't been hurt one after another, failed in his marriage, turned into the haggard look he is today, and still had the confident and graceful goddess posture when he fell in love with him back then, he would have said... completely attractive Can't he be now?

In other words, if today there was another woman as bright and confident as Muse in the past clamoring for him all over the world, would he still remain unmoved?

She didn't think so, because that was what attracted him, just as she wasn't the one who attracted him.

Wen Yi finally put down the thing in her hand, she took a deep breath, and looked at the man opposite, "Mo Shichen, you want to read those letters because you want to know what happened and our relationship in the past, is it Is it?"

"Are you going to tell me yourself?"

She pursed her lips and said indifferently, "There's nothing I can't say."

The past is the past, and it is already the past. She doesn't want to mention it, but it's not that she can't mention it.

Mo Shichen didn't speak, and looked at her quietly, his eyes were no longer so hot that it was hard to ignore, but they were extremely deep, as if they wanted to suck people down.

Wen Yi sat at the dining table, her upper half of her eight-cent new white shirt was not fully buttoned up, and the open part revealed a delicate raised collarbone, which was faintly visible, with a cool and imaginative sex appeal, "When I was seventeen years old I attended a dinner party, met you at the party, and fell in love at first sight..."

The man interrupted her with a half-smile, "Love at first sight?"

Wen Yi looked at him silently, dissatisfied with his sudden interruption.

He raised his hand and touched his chin, "How much do you like my face, huh?"

Wen Yi, "..."

She turned her face away slightly, "That day, I confessed to a senior in the garden."

Mo Shichen, "..."

What?

He squinted his eyes, his handsome face was covered with a layer of gloom, and his tone turned weak, "You were severely rejected by your confession partner, and even humiliated, and then I just heard it, and I didn't care about it." Are you busy?"

Wen Yi turned her head at once, looked at him again, and asked in astonishment, "You, how did you...know?"

Mo Shichen didn't remember this matter at all.

When she appeared in front of him as a blind date, he didn't remember her at all, let alone that trivial matter. One time after marriage, she even made a sideshow, intentionally or unintentionally, and he could only vaguely remember it as if It happened, I don't remember her, and I can't match her number.

For this reason, she was lost for a long time.