Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi nodded, as if agreeing with what he said.

But in fact, her mind was very confused, as if she was sober, she could understand and digest every word he said, but she seemed to be unable to listen to anything.

He is always very calm, so calm that it makes people feel heartless and cold-blooded.

But a long time ago, what she was obsessed with was probably this posture.

Indifferent, calm and sober, living in the midst of fame and fortune, even at the peak, but never seems to be burdened by fame and fortune, he wants to get what he wants, but they can't bind and control him, they can only be controlled by him They include feelings.

The first time I met at the age of seventeen, he was dressed in fine clothes and wine, and the lights were bright. He was born to belong to that kind of occasion. He didn't have to say or do anything to attract attention, and his own aura became the focus and center.

But he didn't seem to blend in with others. Although the corners of his lips were smiling, he was able to talk and laugh freely with the people around him, but even when standing together, he was alone, as if watching the fire from the other side, with cold eyes, indifferent Watching him skillfully deal with all this.

I can only look up and be infatuated. Once I really become the person next to my pillow, such calmness and sobriety can cool my blood.

What's more, the greediness of women in love, Wen Yi asked himself, is unavoidable.

Mo Shichen had already lowered his head, and with his thin lips separated by a finger's distance from her, he whispered word by word, slowly and clearly, "But now, Wen Yi, I like you, it's me now, I don't want to lose you now. Own you completely and forever—"

He said softly, "Give me a chance now, huh?"

He got too close, and Wen Yi felt that his breath was being robbed by him, "What... what opportunity?"

"Opportunities outside the agreement."

Wen Yi wanted to back away from the area surrounded by his breath, but there was a car behind him, and his hand was on her waist again, seemingly casually, but actually wrapped her in his arms.

She lowered her head and casually brought up a very blunt topic, "You...don't your lower back hurt?"

The man said calmly, "It doesn't hurt."

"My forehead hurts."

He looked at her for a while, then smiled suddenly, and raised her face with his fingers, "Then I will kiss."

As soon as the words fell, the lips were kissed.

He held her face with one hand, and this time the kiss was gentle and lingering.

She still didn't avoid it.

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After entering the room, the servant came up to greet her. Seeing that Wen Yi had returned unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Madam is all right... I heard from my husband that you were in a car accident. I was scared to death."

Wen Yi pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm fine, it's not a car accident, so I just touched my forehead."

"It's fine as long as it's fine..." After repeating it twice, she suddenly remembered, and turned to ask the man next to her, "My lord, we don't know when you'll be back, so lunch isn't hot either... Don't make another copy in the kitchen, has your wife eaten it yet?"

Mo Shichen said indifferently, "I don't have much appetite, let's eat early tonight."

Wen Yi glanced at him, "Did you not eat lunch?"

He hummed, "I ate a little."

The man said it casually, but the servant beside him couldn't hold back, and added with a smile, "The eldest son just sat down for lunch when he received a call saying that you were in a car accident... how can you still be in the mood to eat, throw away your chopsticks and leave gone."

Mo Shichen lowered his head and glanced at the servant warmly, he didn't speak, he couldn't see any joy or anger, but there was no sign of displeasure either.

Wen Yi still opened her mouth, "Let the kitchen prepare whatever you want. Simple porridge or desserts are fine... However, your eldest son doesn't like sweet things, so let's make some porridge, light ones are fine."

The servant looked at Mo Shichen.

He didn't say anything, and silence would mean acquiescence on most occasions, at least for now.

"I'll let the kitchen prepare it right away, and send it up when it's ready."

After the servant left, Wen Yi changed her shoes and was about to go upstairs when someone grabbed her arm from behind.

She looked back at him.

With a slight smile, he asked in a low voice, "Whose family am I?"

Wen Yi, "..."

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After returning to the bedroom, Mo Shichen lay down.

Wen Yi watched from the side as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, took off his clothes, put on the nightgown she handed over, and went back to the bed. Although his brows were not wrinkled, the center of his brows was always pressed. His handsome face There was a sense of tiredness after a strong support and relaxation.

She couldn't hold back, and asked with a frown, "Did your injury get worse, and it hurts now?"

His tone was normal, his eyes were half closed, and his voice was warm, "It's okay, just take a rest and you'll be fine."

Instead of lying face up, he was lying on his stomach on the pillow.

A thin quilt was covering his waist and back, covered with naked fruit. His complexion was fair, but he was not weak. Looking at it, one could feel that this was a very powerful body.

She pursed her lips and said, "I'll call the doctor to come over and give you an examination... just now in the hospital, I don't know why you lost your temper and walked away faster than anyone else, otherwise you should check yourself by the way , The hospital has complete equipment and equipment, which is much more convenient than at home.”

Mo Shichen just smiled, "No need, I know my own body, I just need to rest for half a day." He rested his chin on the back of his hand, turned his face towards her, squinted and said, "It's boring to lie down like this. , you come up and lie down with me for a while, and talk to me."

Wen Yi stood still.

"Aren't you still going to speak for Muse? Come and lie down with me."

She walked around the end of the bed, walked to the other side of the bed, got on the bed, but did not lie down, but sat with her back against the head of the bed, "Master Mo, I don't seem to have said anything about Muse so far. , but you just mentioned it twice... Are you expecting me to plead for her so that I can find a way to let her go, or that you didn't intend to make things difficult for her, did you?"

Mo Shichen almost laughed angrily at her words, "Madam, can you have more drama in your mind?"

"Then what do you always mention?"

He smiled lowly, "You are really jealous."

Wen Yi said with a straight face, "I'm just talking about the facts, how can I compare with you, my temper is uncertain."

Although most of his anger was vented on Muse today, and everyone else was hurting Chiyu, his temper was rarely shown so much. Last time she was in Jiangcheng and wanted to throw Li Qianrui out of the hospital, he broke into the hotel to settle the score with her.

But today, when he turned his face and called Muse coldly in front of other people, she felt a thumping feeling in her heart. Someday this man would be pissed off, and he would be disowned by his relatives. He had this kind of coldness in his bones. Son.

Of course, although they are bickering now, the atmosphere is still harmonious, so now she can't imagine that this man, who usually looks mild or at most indifferent, will one day use this resolute and extreme method on her. .

"It doesn't matter if you are jealous, do you want to give you a kiss?"