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

She went straight back to the bedroom, took the shawl over her shoulders and threw it on the sofa, then went to the bed and opened the quilt to lie in.

Mo Shiqian naturally followed in and walked the door.

He glanced down at the hair dryer still on the table, stretched out his hand, picked it up, and walked over.

Chi Huan faced him in the opposite direction.

The warm wind blew her hair and brushed her scalp.

The bedroom was so quiet there was only the sound of a hair dryer.

Chi Huan's face was buried in the pillow, eyes closed.

After a while, the man's voice faintly sounded, "Chi Huan, sit up and dry your hair."

She didn't open her eyes, her tone was also very light, "It's already done."

Slender and well-knotted fingers pierced through her hair, "No, I will catch a cold and get up."

He always seems to speak in this tone, and his words are brief and concise.

The air stalemate for nearly ten seconds, Chi Huan still sat up.

With her head down, her chin resting on her bent knees, her long hair falling down, covering most of her face, sitting quietly, letting him blow.

Mo Shiqian did not speak, she even closed her eyes.

It took another ten minutes to stop before Chi Huan lay down again.

The man simply tidied up, then opened the quilt and returned to the bed, turning off all the lights in the bedroom.

A quiet darkness.

Chi Huan used to sleep in a double bed alone, and liked to occupy the middle position. After sleeping with him, he couldn’t get rid of this habit. Although Mo Shiqian is not fat, he is a man with a stalwart figure and always takes up space. of.

For a long time, it became that she was sleeping in the middle, and he held her.

But now, she slept on one-third of the side of the double bed, leaning sideways to the direction of the window.

Mo Shiqian stretched out his hand, fished her in the middle, hugged her in his arms, and asked in an ordinary voice, "Are you arguing with me again?"

Chi Huan bit her lip, and he said yes again, she seemed to be really unable to refute it.

He doesn't seem to have a temper, and even upset can hold her back.

But her temper can only come out.

She did not speak.

The man lowered his head and approached her, his breath sprayed around her neck, "Chi Huan?"

This voice already had a dangerous smell.

Chi Huan bit her lip, fingers tightly gripping the quilt, feeling dull for no reason, grievances for no reason, and she patiently whispered, "I'm sleepy."

In the darkness, the man bullied himself up, and covered her body with one hand. He lowered his head and accurately found her lips in the darkness and kissed them.

During this period of time, they have become accustomed to the intimacy of having to grind their ears and ears if they don't do it at night.

Chi Huan turned his head to avoid his kiss and raised his voice a little bit, "Mo Shiqian, I said I'm sleepy and don't want to do it. Don't do it tonight."

Mo Shiqian is actually not obligatory.

Because they only lingered last night.

However, she was emotionally abnormal since dinner time today, and he naturally felt it.

Women's bodies are far more honest than men. Chi Huan seldom refuses him during this period. Even if he refuses, it's just a little girl's half-push.

She pushed his hand on the pillow easily by the man.

Chi Huan buried half of his face in the pillow, biting his lip, "I said I don't want to do it."

The man did not continue to assault her. He just pressed her against her body in such a posture to prevent her from struggling, "You went to see that investor today, did he bully you?"?

Without light, no one can see anyone's expression.

She closed her eyes, chuckled lightly, and said faintly, "Isn't it normal that someone wants to bully me in this situation?"

Mo Shiqian frowned, his voice suppressed, "Who did you see today?"

Quietly, "No one bullies me."

The man sneered, "Then your face is like this?"

"In your heart, if I am bullied, I have to anger the whole world?"

"So," he said faintly, in an unclear tone, "you're still having a temper with me."

Chi Huan didn't speak. Although she couldn't see anything, she still closed her eyes.

"Go ahead, because of what happened."

When this man speaks, there can be only a thin line between tenderness and indifference.

She could imagine his expression when he said these words, not to mention impatience, but it was like facing a willful and ignorant child, in fact, he has no patience anymore.

"No," she clasped her fingers tightly and said in a low and quiet voice, "It's just that the cooperation talks didn't go well. I'm in a bad mood. Mo Shiqian, I'm sleepy, and I really don't want to do it."

After nearly ten seconds, the man gave a faint hum, then let go of the hand that clamped her, got off her body, and lay back in the original position.

He didn't say anything, or even continued to hold her.

Until the air was quiet as if they were all asleep, the woman's low and thin voice suddenly sounded, "Mo Shiqian, don't you like me being a star in a movie?"

He replied calmly, "No, you like it."

After three seconds, she said softly.

Whatever you like...

It's really just her own business.

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Chi Huan went to bed early at night, but fell asleep very late. When she woke up the next morning, the man had already gone to work.

She changed her clothes after washing and was about to eat something when she received a call from Mr. Bai.

He still has a vigorous and calm voice, "Miss Chi, have you considered it clearly?"

Chi Huan was cold, "I don't seem to have promised."

"I think this matter has a lot of room for consideration for you."

"Mr. Bai, the second Miss Bai met Mo Shiqian earlier than me. Mo Shiqian doesn't like her. He still wouldn't like her without me. Is it interesting for you to do this?"

"I just offered you a deal, Miss Chi, why did you talk about it as if I did something to hurt you."

Chi Huan pursed his lips, did not speak, and cut off the phone call with a blank face.

Before putting the phone down, it vibrated again.

It was Sister Yao who called, "Huanhuan, you come to the company immediately, immediately, now."

Chi Huan was taken aback, guessing that it was probably a work matter, "I see, I will come here."

An Ke escorted her to the company downstairs. While on the road, Sister Yao sent another text message to tell her to go to a cafe near the company.

She was still looking for a position, so Sister Yao stood up and waved to her all the way.

She thought she was late, and hurried over in high heels, "Sister Yao..."

Originally panting, she looked down at the man sitting at the other side of Sister Yao, but when she saw the handsome and romantic face on the other side, her delicate face was stunned on the spot.

"Pei... Pei Yi."

A man about twenty-six or seventeen years old, one or two years older than Mo Shiqian, with a mature temperament of thirty years old, looked at her and smiled, "Little girl, what happened to your hand?"

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