Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

After realizing it, she wished she could bite off her tongue. She just wanted to tear down this man's platform, but when she said this, every word and every word seemed to be that she was jealous and blamed him angrily.

No matter what he wanted, she was getting angry with him because of Li Qianrui's matter, and he was coaxing her, the play suddenly became real.

She closed her eyes, trying to disappear.

Mo Shichen leaned close to her, held her face with his slender fingers, and said in a low decibel voice with a magnetic voice entwined with a smile, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, it's my fault, I'll wait for you to get angry."

"..."

Wen Yi suddenly felt that Xia Liulan's eyes were thrown towards him like a knife.

Probably because Mr. Mo is too unlikely to be a man who would bow his head and ears to coax a woman, but he is still a woman who does not give him face. Such a gap makes people extremely angry, especially those who admire him woman.

Wen Yi picked up the water glass and continued to drink with her head down.

After Xia Dong and Mo Shichen joked a few superficially, they led to other topics, and they took this matter to the past. During the whole pre-dinner and post-dinner, they basically chatted happily about the shopping mall It seems that the ghosts in their respective hearts do not exist.

Xia Liulan was very aggrieved and couldn't hold her breath. She lost her temper a few times and wanted to make excuses, but was suppressed by Xia Dong.

After the first time, Wen Yi was eating leisurely almost out of state, seldom talking, and a kind of lazy indifference. The only thing that made her frown a few times was... Mo Shichen seemed to be drunk. Have a lot of wine?

Although he can drink, he seldom drank one cup after another like this. Although she was clinking glasses with Xia Dong, she tried to persuade her several times, but she still held back her words, but Xia Liulan, I don't know if she saw Wen Yi She didn't want Mo Shichen to drink or something, so she joined the alcohol persuasion team with her father.

She wanted Wen Yi to drink it a few times, but she was so cold that she almost lost face.

She knew Mo Shichen's temperament to some extent. He would not let others bully her anyway. She could give it to anyone who wanted to save face. If she didn't want to, she could just shake her face.

Ever since Xia Tangtang married Mo Shiqian and had a little contact with the father and daughter of the Xia family, she didn't like them very much.

I don't like it even more now.

The meal lasted until nine o'clock.

Except for her, the other three seemed to be drunk.

Xia Liulan was relatively lightly drunk. After calling her daddy a few times, she took out her mobile phone to make a call. According to the conversation, she should have called the driver to ask him to come and pick her up. Xia Dong blushed from drinking, and made a few phone calls from time to time. hiccup.

Mo Shichen couldn't tell that he was very drunk, he could only be said to be a little tipsy. He had very little consciousness. After calling Yi'er in a somewhat rapt voice, he stretched out his arms and hugged her waist directly, and buried his head in the In the hollow of her shoulders, the smell of alcohol sprayed into her neck together with her breath.

Like a spoiled big boy.

She got up and wanted to stand him up, but she took a man who could bear the weight of a man who was 1.8 meters to 1.9 meters. After trying a few times, she failed out of breath, and slapped his face angrily, "Mo Shi Chen, stand up for me."

"Yes," the man's voice was a little sandy, chaotic and full of hoarseness.

After one word, Wen Yi, whom he really hugged, stood up.

"..."

Wen Yi was helpless, "Go out and take you home."

"Miss Wen."

Wen Yi was about to take the man who was very obedient although he was not very conscious to go out, when she heard a charming female voice calling out to her, and when she turned her head, she saw Xia Liulan's face flushed with wine, "Do you want my family?" The driver to deliver Mr. Mo? He's drunk. I think it's inconvenient for you, Miss Wen, and you live far away. My driver is a man. I can ask him to deliver Mr. Mo first and then go home. "

Wen Yi thought coldly, driver, doesn't Mr. Mo have a driver?

"Don't bother, I'll call his driver over."

Xia Liulan said, "Miss Wen, since you have chosen to divorce Mr. Mo, you flung your face at him while hanging on to him. You obviously don't want to let go, but you still treat him with flair. Don't you think it's too much?"

Wen Yi pulled her red lips, and smiled lightly, "I'm glad he is willing, whoever thinks it is too much, whoever cares about it."

The smile on Xia Liulan's face froze immediately, and a few seconds later, she said with strong accusation, "Miss Wen, you are really hypocritical."

"Hypocrisy is always prettier than stupidity."

Leaving those words behind, Wen Yi dragged the man away without even looking at her.

Fortunately, Mo Shichen was still a little conscious. She didn't waste much effort to get him onto the passenger seat. She was exhausted. After closing the car door, she got angry from her heart and just wanted to throw something at him to wake him up. "Mo Shichen, you bastard, I really want to throw you in the middle of the road and let countless cars run over you to death, crushing you to pieces!"

After cursing, he could only take out the phone from his body, unlock it with his fingerprint, open the address book and find the driver's number.

Called one, no one answered.

Two calls, no answer.

Three, Wen Yi gave up, and was so irritable that he almost dropped the phone on him.

After the man got into the co-pilot, he leaned his head on the back seat, closed his eyes and frowned, as if he had fallen asleep, although the location and posture made him feel uncomfortable.

"What driver did you find and didn't answer the phone?"

As Mo Shichen's driver, shouldn't he be on standby 24 hours a day?

Wen Yi had no choice but to walk over to touch the man, found the car key, inserted it, and then looked at the seat belt that the man hadn't fastened, so she leaned over and buckled it for him herself.

After reversing the car and getting out, she also frowned, turning her head from time to time to look at the man who was breathing evenly.

How did she send him home.

Is this man really drunk?

In her memory, she had never seen him drunk.

Sniffing her smelled something unusual, but the car had already driven onto the main road, so she could only send him back to the manor.

Half an hour later, the car stopped on the parking lot of the manor. Wen Yi unbuckled his seat belt and looked sideways at the man who was still frowning tightly. He leaned over and patted his face, "Hey, you're home."

The man half-opened his eyes, the bottom of which was covered by a layer of mist. He looked at her with a deep affection that could make people drown, and seemed to be only drunk. He looked at the face so close in front of him, as if he was fascinated Without hesitation, she pressed her lips together, pinching the back of her head to force the kiss to deepen.

"..."

This man, don't let her find out that he is pretending to be drunk to take advantage!

He was already very strong, but when he was drunk and didn't control his strength, it was even more terrifying. Wen Yi couldn't break free at all, she had no choice but to bite down viciously.

Mo Shichen suddenly withdrew from her lips.

Wen Yi was almost held in his arms, his chin rubbed against her neck, and said hoarsely, "You hurt me."