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

Mo Shiqian's eyes narrowed deeper, her eyes locked in her quiet and pretty face, and there was no sound for quite a while.

Chi Huan probably saw that he didn't speak, and pushed his hand on his chest. Without much effort, he still pushed him away from his body.

Stepped barefoot on the bedroom carpet, bowed his head to tidy up his bathrobe, refastened the belt that was torn apart by the man, and then walked over and leaned over to pick up the ipad that fell to the ground.

Randomly checked, then put on indoor slippers, holding ipad before going out.

Mo Shiqian looked at her slender and petite back. Before he could react, he got up, followed her a few steps, and hugged her from behind.

Chi Huan's back was against the man's chest, wide and warm, and his waist was surrounded by powerful arms.

This warm illusion made her nose slightly sour.

She held the iPad tightly, her eyes lowered, "Is there anything else?"

The man hugged her, his chin rested on her shoulder, and he whispered in a tight and dumb voice, "Are you unhappy?"

Her unhappiness is so obvious.

Chi Huan replied faintly, "No."

The man obviously didn't take her answer to heart, and his voice was so dark, "I asked you to turn off Moxigu's endorsement, are you unhappy?"

"No, it's not just an endorsement. You have given me countless endorsements. I don't lack this."

It is really not a big deal for her to push down Moxigu's endorsement, and it is not to cooperate with him, not to mention that she has a grudge at first, but it is just because of the face of the money.

Mo Shiqian slid her body, put his fingers away from her hair, looked at her low, "You are all upset."

She rolled her face and said faintly, "Who is still alive is not upset, I just watch a movie, you can go take a shower."

After waiting for a long time, the man did not let go.

"Mo Shiqian, what else do you want to do?"

The man’s thin lips were printed on her cheeks, her breathing was hot, and her voice was exceptionally low, “I haven’t eaten dinner yet, and Ma Li said you only ate a little too. Come with me to have some dinner.”

She calmly said, "Go and eat by yourself. I drank porridge at night, and I want to stay in shape and not eat too much."

Mo Shiqian stared at her face, the depression in his heart still remained, but he didn't break out again, "Okay," he said in a low tone, "Then you kiss me first."

Chi Huan raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, "What?"

Kiss him?

He always kissed by himself when he wanted to kiss. She was willing to kiss, but she didn't want to kiss strongly.

"kiss Me."

"Did you not kiss enough just now?"

"You are angry, and you don't seem to want to talk to me, I won't be able to eat."

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't want to pay attention to him, she wanted to break his arm when she freed one hand.

However, the man's arm was like iron, and she couldn't move at all.

The man's breath was pressed down closer, and pressed against her ear, "If you don't kiss, I won't go to dinner."

"I love to eat or not."

"You are not allowed to go to the movies."

Chi Huan was finally a little angry, but he was even more annoyed when he was already angry.

"You let go."

He kissed her ears and cheeks finely, just not letting go.

Chi Huan was itchy by him, but couldn't get rid of it.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

Ma Li slammed the door twice and said outside, "Sir, your dinner is ready. Should we warm it up now?"

"I will come down later."

The man's thin lips were originally close to her ears, and the breath was sprayed down when she spoke, and she could even faintly hear the vibration of the vocal cords in the man's throat.

"Good sir."

Ma Li's footsteps seemed to be gone.

Mo Shiqian said in a low voice, "Hurry up, my food is going to be cold."

Chi Huan, "..."

She really couldn't hold his strength, so she kissed him on the cheek reluctantly.

"kiss."

"Are you shameless?"

The man reached out his hand and touched his face, and said faintly, "It's not a pretty face. I remember many women like it. Don't you like it, why not?"?

Chi Huan, "..."

"I don't want to kiss you, it looks annoying."

She was holding the iPad, her pretty face still faintly cocked.

She loves to eat or not, but she doesn't watch movies.

There was a stalemate for about a minute.

In the end, Mo Shiqian lowered his head and held her face, then dropped a deep kiss, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to eat."

Then he let go of her, raised his foot and walked towards the door, opened the door and left the bedroom.

The back is long and straight, and the coldness seems to reveal a touch of loneliness.

After he got downstairs, Chi Huan still went to the study.

Although the video on the ipad was still playing, she was no longer in the mood to watch a movie. She took the mobile phone to send a text message to Mo Xiegu, and simply told him that she could no longer be the spokesperson for Mo's.

Mo Xiegu answered almost in seconds, he returned before she put down her phone, [Why? 】

She thought for a while and answered truthfully, 【I didn't discuss with him before, thinking he didn't care, so I agreed. He doesn't agree now. 】

After about five minutes, Mo Xiegu returned her text message, [Do you disagree, or are you afraid that he is unhappy? 】

Chi Huan stared at this sentence for a minute.

Disagree or unhappy. Is there a difference? If he is unhappy, he will naturally disagree.

Thinking about it again, there is still a difference.

I was afraid that his disagreement was because she was dependent on his rights, because she was given her current scenery, and she had no reason to disobey his confidence.

Afraid that he is upset, it's just that the woman simply doesn't want to contact her ex-boyfriend, making her boyfriend jealous.

So, which kind does she belong to?

she does not know.

She thought for a long time, and then took the phone back to Mo Xiegu, [The result of our cooperation is the same. 】

………………

After the quarrel that night-there is no quarrel, after all, there is no quarrel between the two sides.

But Mo Shiqian felt that Chi Huan was indifferent to him.

In fact, it can't be said to be indifferent, but compared to when they were stickier, her attitude seemed neither salty nor indifferent.

She obediently pushed Mo Xigu's endorsement, but she was still not enthusiastic about him.

She became very busy, and sometimes even came back later than him at night, but Anke basically followed her when she went out, and she was indeed busy—just returning to work, busyness couldn’t be more normal.

It was almost eleven o’clock when I came back one night. Chi Huan was too tired to shoot an advertisement for almost a day, basically standing in high heels. I rushed to an announcement at night and didn’t eat much.

As soon as he returned to the villa, he lay down and didn't want to move at all.

Mo Shiqian got down from upstairs as soon as he lay down.

She half-opened her eyes, holding a pillow, and muttered, "I'll sleep on the sofa, I don't want to take a shower, and the living room is quite warm."

She still remembers when he was in Xishan Mansion, he disliked her because she didn't take a bath.

The man's sword eyebrows frowned.

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