Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

A playful smile played on the man's beautiful and sexy lips, "It's been a long time, we seem to have met a few days ago..." His eyes narrowed and narrowed, as if carrying a deep smile, "But see Miss Muse today , much prettier than last time, and the dance was beautiful."

Muse's eyes lit up, her red lips parted into a smile, she seemed to be a little surprised, but she was very proud. She opened her mouth to say something, but Mo Shichen bowed his head and smiled at her politely, "Have fun, I have something else to do." , I will not accompany you for the time being."

Muse looked at his mask-like smile, the smile on his face just froze there, and then slowly faded away.

Seeing her expression, Mo Shichen's eyes darkened, but he still looked away, and walked past her with his feet up, his movements swift and without any hesitation.

Wen Yi was sipping the cake that Wen Hanye handed over, suddenly felt something, looked up and saw a man in a shirt and long black trousers walking over, handsome and handsome, with a The shape is straight and slender, with an inherent noble temperament.

She froze for a moment, didn't even make any reaction for a while, and sat in the distance, maintaining her original sitting posture and even her expression, pursing her lips to watch him walking towards her.

Suddenly there was heat approaching from her side, Wen Hanye moved closer, stretched out his finger to pat the corner of her lips, and said as if no one else was there, "Tsk, so many people are looking at you, you eat a mouthful of cake crumbs, I really want to help you!" feel embarrassed."

Wen Yi, "..."

Mo Shichen narrowed his pupils, looking at the man who approached Wen Yi and behaved intimately with her, a slender coolness flashed across his eyes.

He wiped Wen Yi's mouth?

But the woman's lips are red and white, clean.

A shadow fell, and Mo Shichen's two long legs had already stood in front of her.

Wen Yi was still holding a glass of red wine in his hand, seeing that he was looking down at him, he put the glass aside, raised his face and looked at Sang Ta's eyes, with an elegant and gentle smile on his face, "The eldest son is looking for me." What's up?"

A hand was stretched out in front of her, with the palm facing up. The man's voice was low, but full of magnetism, and there was a pleasant pleasure in listening to it, "Can I ask you to dance, Mrs. Mo."

There was a muffled uproar all around.

Wen Hanye didn't know when he sat back in his seat, half leaning on the armrest, keeping a distance and silently sized up the well-dressed man, as if he retreated to the background board like everyone else, but his eyes were cold , and seemed to be greeted by Qing Jun's thin smile.

Wen Yi first looked at his hands.

This man's hands can match his face. They are slender and fair-skinned, but the joints are well-proportioned and have a sense of strength. Even though he once lived in a fishing village in Jiangcheng, his hands still maintain the appearance of a nobleman.

Looking up, she looked at his face and finally his eyes.

The feeling at this moment really makes people feel a burst of vanity.

He invited her in front of so many people, especially the one whose voice was neither high nor low, but clear - Mrs. Mo.

It was enough to sweep away all the rumors of strangers, disagreements, and breakups between them in the past few days. As long as she accepted this invitation and put her hand on it, it would be self-evident what the future direction of the rumors would be.

Especially his attitude towards Muse just now was gentlemanly enough and polite enough.

He looked down at the approaching eyes, calm and focused, as if the only thing he could see at this moment was her.

It's a pity that such a battle can no longer seduce her now.

It's a pity... When she was able to be seduced by such eyes and gestures, even if it was vanity, she couldn't taste it.

It's like at this moment she actually wants to stand up and dance with him. It's a pity that she hired a famous teacher and suffered a lot to practice her dance skills. She has never had a good chance to show off.

The tenderness and smile on Wen Yi's face did not change at all, her voice was soft, but a little cool, "I really don't dance very well, especially just now when Ms. Muse was in front of her, so I won't make a fool of myself..."

Her eyes passed him, and fell on Muse who was looking at them not far away, and smiled faintly, "I think Miss Muse really wants to dance with the eldest son, she dances very well, I'm afraid no one here can do it." And, the eldest son should invite her..." She said with a low smile, "Let me come, after a dance, maybe even your feet will be trampled by me. I can't bear the responsibility of people secretly accusing me of being wrong."

During the whole speaking process, she didn't even get up, and the dark green shawl was still draped over her shoulders.

She gave him enough face, saying that she couldn't dance, and took all the responsibility on herself.

But to refuse is to refuse.

What's more, he didn't believe that a woman who had reborn herself and chiseled herself into a new posture in order to become the perfect daughter-in-law in Lawrence's eyes would not be able to impress others with her dancing skills.

When he was still in Jiangcheng, he could see that this woman was difficult to deal with.

So even though he was a little curious about her and wanted to conquer her at that time, if it wasn't for the situation, he would not choose to get close to her. gradually thickening.

It was difficult to convince her, not to mention that he seemed to have hurt her once.

He looked down at her, his handsome face didn't change, his movements didn't retract, his posture was calm, although he didn't speak, but in the eyes of others, he was still waiting for her response.

The more this is the case, the more eyes will gather, and the low voices will become louder.

The longer the stalemate lasts, the more embarrassing it will be.

Of course Wen Yi understood, so she bit her lip gradually, and even tried to communicate with him with her eyes, letting him resolve the situation by himself.

But the man looked at him frankly all the time, his eyes were dark, and he had a faint smile, showing no intention of retreating.

Over time, she will inevitably be shaken.

If he doesn't stop for a long time and she doesn't agree, not only will he lose face, but she, a person who doesn't know what to do and doesn't show face, will lose face as well.

What's more, others don't know the situation between her and him, and it will only be her who is behind the scenes.

For a moment, Wen Yi almost stood up with his arms outstretched.

But before she could react like this, a charming voice from the side had already rang out clearly, "Shi Chen, the wife you married is known for being capable but low-key, she never likes to do things that show off... If you don't think I've regressed a lot from neglecting exercise in the past few years, let me invite you to dance this dance, okay?"