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

Mo Shiqian's footsteps did not stop, and he walked past her with Chi Huan's hand and walked straight down the stairs.

The black Gust stopped in the dark, and the gentleman naturally opened the door of the co-pilot for her, and then went around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat.

The car drove out for a while.

The interior of the car was always quiet, Chi Huan looked sideways at the changing scenery outside the car window, as if in a trance.

The man's low voice broke the almost stiff silence, "Are you upset?"

Chi Huan regained consciousness, retracted his gaze, and whispered, "No."

He stated lightly, "You didn't speak."

She was a little funny, "Can't I stop talking?"

"No, you should have a lot to say."

Mo Shiqian is a man who likes quietness. He doesn't like others yelling in his ears, but he doesn't like Chi Huan who is too quiet, especially the abnormal quietness.

Chi Huan pursed her lips and fell silent again.

She wanted to ask, and she did have a lot to say, but she didn't know where to speak.

She thought for a while and picked up the simplest question, "Who is the Tao Yan just now?"

"Su Yabing's last boyfriend's wife."

"I asked her what she has to do with you."

She had heard the quarrel just now, and of course she knew the relationship between Tao Yan and Su Yabing.

"It doesn't matter."

This kind of answer was simply an indirect refusal to answer. Chi Huan was so dull that he didn't bother to ignore him, and turned his face aside.

After a while, the man said in a low voice, "When I checked Su Yabing, I found out her relationship with Shen Hong. She is Shen Hong's wife... It just happened that I can give her the help she needs recently.

"What help?"

He methodically replied, "She wants to divorce, but her husband refuses, and her family is not allowed to leave. She needs a lawyer. I will find a lawyer that satisfies her."

Chi Huan, "...Yue Lin?"

"Ok."

She bit her lower lip, "What is your relationship with Yue Lin?"

"I worked as a roommate for half a year in college."

Chi Huan didn't react for a while, and asked ignorantly, "Why would you be a roommate with him? Isn't Yue Lin studying in the law department at Stanford?"

The man's well-knotted fingers held the steering wheel, and he turned his head and glanced at her faintly, "Where did your man go to university? You don't know what he studied. You know the passerby who has only met one side."

Chi Huan inexplicably read a bit of gloomy displeasure from his indifferent tone as always.

She curled her lips, "You didn't tell me again, I don't even know what you are doing now, how could I know which university you came from."

She is under 21 this year, and Mo Shiqian is four years older than her, and it seems that she has passed her 25th birthday.

During the years when he served as her bodyguard, she always thought he had no culture...

This concept is deeply ingrained. Although new cognition has been gained later, it has not been updated in the subconscious mind, and he subconsciously feels that he has never studied at university.

Mo Shiqian drove the car without saying a word.

Chi Huan remembered that Ou Qin also graduated from Stanford.

She pursed her lips, "You and Yue Lin are classmates, so are you also in the Stanford Law Department?"

"almost."

Chi Huan learned later that the point that was almost missing was that he was indeed in the law department at Stanford, but he took a double degree in business administration and law.

As for why he only worked as a roommate with Yue Lin for half a year, it was because he discovered a business opportunity at the time and made a fortune not long after he was in college. Because he liked living alone and quietly, he rented a high-end apartment and moved out by himself.

Of course, the friend with Yue Lin was also made at that time.

Chi Huan whispered, "You don't look like a law student."

And he is obviously not in this profession either.

The man tilted his head and curled his lips to smile at her, "I didn't study law to be a lawyer."

"Then what are you doing?"

He smiled faintly, "Because of leisure."

Chi Huan, "..."

"You and Ou Qin are also classmates?"

"School girl."

Chi Huan felt unhappy with the word "Xuemei" inexplicably, as it always seemed to be ambiguous.

"She likes you."

"Ok."

"She is very good, are you not tempted at all?"

Chi Huan rarely agrees with which woman is excellent, but Ou Qin is indeed a talented woman recognized by the industry and celebrities, and she also believes that she is well-deserved.

He faintly said, "It is excellent, but what does it have to do with your heart? I have seen better ones."

"Even if it is better, you haven't been tempted, have you?"

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "How can I be tempted?"

Chi Huan couldn't answer this question.

Mo Shiqian has never liked anyone, let alone love.

This thought became clearer in her mind again, and then circled for a while.

"You have many choices, why did you choose me?"

"It's me you want."

This place is right. She asked him to be her man.

She lowered her head, "There should be many women who want you."

The car was quiet for several seconds before the man said, "Chi Huan, is this problem important?" His voice was calm, "Love is just an emotion, and most of the time it is negative. I can give you something better than this. I can give a lot more."

Chi Huan did not speak.

She didn't know what to say, because she was a little confused.

"Chi Huan, when you like Mo Xigu, you only want his person and loyalty. You have no love for me. Could it be that my whole person and all my loyalty can't satisfy you?"

The man's voice is deep and nice, with the best sound quality, but the tone is calm and calm.

She didn't speak, she never spoke.

I want to think about his words, but my mind seems to be stiff.

He can frankly and frankly say to a good woman who likes him that he belongs to her, which will give her the pride and joy of being a woman instinctively.

But thinking that these have nothing to do with love, these pleasures will inevitably fall into the confusion.

The car stopped on the parking lot of a Chinese restaurant.

Chi Huan lowered her head to unfasten her seat belt. Just as she was about to push the door behind her to get out of the car, a shadow fell over her. She subconsciously raised her head and faced the thin lips covered by the man's bow.

The slender and powerful palms clasped the back of her head, and the flexible tongue pried open her lips and teeth, and entangled her straight forward.

She didn't react at first, and then stretched out her hand and pushed his chest hard--? This is a public place, if the paparazzi caught them kissing in the car...

Thinking about this, she struggled even harder.

But before she started to move, the man was pressed deeper into the co-pilot's seat, deeper, harder, and even rougher, kissing like a predator.

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