Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

Chi Huan lowered his head and glanced at the arms around his waist, and pursed his lips, "Don't let go of your hands. I'll be with you later."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her, and a few seconds later, he put his hand back, and the two just walked side by side.

He was so "obedient", Chi Huan was a little uncomfortable. She raised her head and said in a nonsense, "Mo Shiqian, I said that I would love you before, and you said that you are very wronged as a man, I see you. His identity is not upright, in fact, you dare not let others know that you are with me, right."

Previously, it was rumored that she was raising a man, only that she was suspected of her bodyguard, but did not reveal his specific identity.

Mo Shiqian glanced at her lightly, then raised his hand and held her hand again.

There are no deliberate traces in the process, and it naturally seems to be hand-in-hand.

Chi Huan, "..."

She looked down, trying to extract it after a few minutes.

But how could her strength break away from the man.

He didn't seem to use much force, but she was still firmly held in his palm no matter how she pumped.

Chi Huan couldn't help it.

"Mo Shiqian, let go of your hand."

The man ignored her.

"Mo Shiqian will be seen by others."

He still has no response.

Chi Huan became a little anxious, and stopped, "Mo Shiqian."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and said faintly, "You don't want to be seen by others, I will fulfill you."

This man really... always looks so confident.

Does it make her hard?

Chi Huan bulged her cheeks and looked at him angrily, "Okay, well, I know you are very upright, not afraid of being known, I am afraid, okay?"

Mo Shiqian inserted his other hand into his trouser pocket, his lips seemed to be filled with a smile, but there was no closer look. The whole person looked relaxed and his hands were still not loose, "Is it."

She lighted her head, "Yes, yes, let go."

The man lowered his head slightly and said lightly, "Well, as a sincerity, you give me a kiss first."

Chi Huan, "...what sincerity?"

He raised his eyebrows, "If you let it go, you let it go, and if you let it go, it's loose. As a man, don't I have no self-esteem?"

Chi Huan looked at him, "...Mo Shiqian, you are so naive."

He just looked at her, with a faint smile in his eyes, as if waiting for her to take the initiative.

Chi Huan pursed his lips, and was starting to feel uncomfortable when he was watched.

She has never been thin on her face, but in front of this man it seems to be a bit short.

Especially he was patient and strong.

Mo Shiqian was always in his spare time, and Chi Huan couldn't hold back in the end. The two stood here like silly hats, so they stepped forward and kissed his chin on his tiptoe, "Okay."

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When she came out, Chi Huan wore a dark gray coat, the scarf around her neck was wrapped around half of her face, and she wore sunglasses. Of course, this was of no use, because she came out of the studio and was a big name. character.

But Mo Shiqian arranged four bodyguards to prevent anyone from approaching her.

The bodyguard drove out at the man's sign.

Only then did Chi Huan realize that it was not the big celebrities who were being blocked, but Su Yabing and Mo Xigu.

To be precise, it was Su Yabing.

On the stairs before Daxia, Chi Huan and Mo Shiqian stood at the top.

Su Yabing was stopped in the middle.

A group of reporters who didn't know where to hear the wind jammed up below.

A beautiful woman who is estimated to be around twenty-five or sixty-year-old is stepping on high heels, wearing a fashionable and self-cultivation of the latest designer dress of the season. The makeup is very light, a sense of sight of an expensive wife at home.

She stood in front of Su Yabing, her face covered with a mocking smile.

"Long time no see," the woman glanced at Mo Xiegu on the side, with a deeper smile on her face, tilted her head and smiled, "Miss Su, you really haven't changed at all."

Su Yabing's face was the palest panic expression Chi Huan had ever seen from her face.

Even when Yang Hao's mother suddenly got into trouble during the recording of the show, she was not so scared.

It was like panic and fear, and finally couldn't suppress it.

She firmly grasped the sleeves of Mo Xiegu's suit, "Xigu, let's go..." Her calmness could not be restrained, "I want to leave here...Let's go."

This is the most true emotion, and it is indeed a pitiful one born out of fear.

But she was afraid of Mo Shiqian. The other party was a man and a man with a secret and complicated identity. Moxi therefore chose to protect her and take her away.

But the woman in front of her... is just a strange woman with no power to restrain her, except for the mockery in her eyes, she doesn't have any aggressiveness on her body.

Mo Xiegu raised his eyes and looked down at the woman who seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes. "Do you know?"

The woman smiled and said, "I know, and I am very familiar with it. I know this Miss Su better than you...Mr. Mo."

Su Yabing couldn't take care of anything anymore, and took Mo Xigu's arm to drag him away.

But she couldn't move a man who stood still.

And the woman's voice sounded at the same time, "Su Yabing, I haven't said anything yet, you are so guilty and panic... President Mo is not a fool..."

After speaking, she smiled at Mo Xigu, "Yes, Mr. Mo."

Su Yabing stood in front of the woman, her voice sharpened, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"I just returned to China recently and saw your news on the Internet..."

She laughed very lightly, but she had a cold and thick sarcasm, her tone was biased and gently curled, "Oh, did I remember it wrong? I remember you and my husband had been in love with my husband for half a year, when I was pregnant. When you came to me...Tell me that you guys are true love. It is very despicable and shameless for me to tie up my husband with a child."

Originally, Chi Huan just wanted to see what Mo Shiqian said was a good show...

Hearing that the pretty face was stunned, he couldn't hold back, he tilted his head to look at the man beside him, and asked him with wide-eyed eyes.

She finally understood why Su Yabing was always afraid of him.

There are some things that Moshigu can ignore, but there are some things--

It's impossible for men to not care.

Mo Xigu's gentle and handsome face froze in this way, his pupils dilated, and then began to crack in pieces, even if there was almost no obvious change in the outline of his facial features.

Anyone can feel the cold and tight aura of his body that is about to burst at any time.

The woman's voice was not high, but the reporters and paparazzi present were all in an uproar.

But he still didn't speak, nor did he glance at Su Yabing, just stared at the smiling woman.

Su Yabing's emotions slid to the edge of collapse almost instantly, "You nonsense! It's not like this... it's not like this!"

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