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

She stared down at the text message until the phone's screen went dark and turned black.

When Mo Shiqian came out in a bathrobe after taking a shower, there was no woman in the sofa. He frowned and walked over and glanced at the printed script and ipad she was still on the table.

It means that she shouldn't have gone to the study.

He twisted his eyebrows and was considering whether to go out to find her, the phone vibrated, the screen turned on, and a text message came in.

[Mr. Mo, don't let Miss Chi see that bracelet, she might think too much. 】

The man's brow furrowed more severely. He unlocked the phone and checked two unread text messages. His thin lips were immediately pressed into a straight line, dropped the phone, quickly turned around, and strode out the door with his long legs.

It's basically a deep winter now, the indoors are warm, and the outside is bitterly cold.

As soon as Mo Shiqian left the house, he saw the woman turning back from the parking lot.

He breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably at first, then raised his eyebrows heavily.

She only wore a white bathrobe, her neck and collarbone were exposed, her two slender and white legs were also exposed to the cold wind, and a pair of soft slippers stepped on her feet and walked slowly.

The wind blew her seaweed-like hair very messy, and the hair was scattered on the palm-sized face.

He strode over and hugged her straight up without saying a word with a sullen handsome face. He couldn't hold back the anger. There was even a cold and harsh smell in the low reprimand, "What are you running around so late? It’s so cold outside, don’t you know how to come out after getting dressed?"

The man had long legs and walked fast. Chi Huan was quickly taken back to the warm room. The cold wind and low temperature were isolated outside the door.

She raised her hand and gently pushed her fingers away from the hair that was blown to her face by the wind, revealing a small white face.

She didn't speak, Mo Shiqian took her back to the bedroom and put her directly on the bed.

He leaned over, with his arms on the sides of her body, his low eyes locked her face, and his voice was a little low, "Did you go to the car to find a bracelet?"

He guessed that she saw Song Shu's text message.

Chi Huan raised his head and looked at him silently, with no joy or anger on his face.

Mo Shiqian's frowning eyebrows did not stretch, his dark black eyes looked into her eyes, and he explained in a low and clear voice, "She is in charge of the project to be discussed in the evening, so she will go to meet the client with me. I accidentally dropped the bracelet."

"It turned out to be at night," she pulled her red lips, with a gentle arc, a little thin, a little ironic, and a faint smile, "I thought it was when she hitchhiked you at noon, she deliberately landed in your car inner."

The man showed signs of displeasure, "Chi Huan."

Her eyebrows were a little cold and lazy, as if she was lacking in interest, she stretched her hand out of the sleeve of the big bathrobe, and said lightly, "Here, I found it for you, and you give it back. Her."

She stretched out her hand, but he didn't pick it up, his deep eyes still stared at her closely.

Chi Huan left the chain in his hand on the bed and then pushed him away and got up.

But how could she push his arm away.

She closed her eyes, "Get out of the way, I'm going to talk to Sister Yao about the movie."

He still didn't move, like a copper wall and an iron wall.

Chi Huan patiently repeated it, "I told you to get out of it."

Mo Shiqian looked at her delicate and plain face, his eyes narrowed slightly, not moving.

The woman's voice was raised in vain, and she became top-notch, "Mo Shiqian, I tell you to move away, do you not understand human words?"

"Chi Huan," his voice sounded almost close to her ears, "don't say whether she dropped the bracelet on my hand deliberately, just as I am, do you think this is my fault? "

Chi Huan felt that her emotions had reached an extreme.

But sometimes at the extreme, it becomes calm.

Her eyes fixed on the man close at hand, "Who taught you to ask me out for dinner?"

He frowned slightly.

The answer is self-evident.

"Who taught you to contract an entire western restaurant?"

She bit her lip and looked at the man who was still silent, "Who chose the gift you gave me?"

The man's thin lips moved, "It's Song Shu, who taught me to make you angry too? I don't know how to make you happy, so naturally I want someone to teach me."

Chi Huan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the pale golden bracelet, and smiled coldly, "Teach you? Teach you to make me angry? Mo Shiqian, you only let me eat with you. Without this, I am much happier now."

He never looked at the chain because his eyes kept falling on her face.

At this moment, following her sight, he looked over.

His eyes narrowed, and his handsome face immediately became gloomy.

He only thought that Chi Huan was angry because other women dropped the bracelet in his car. He didn't think there was another reason.

Reached out and picked up the thin chain, and then even Chi Huan on the bed was picked up by him, and walked to the solo sofa, still in the previous posture, locked her to her body, so intimate Sitting.

Chi Huan didn't want him to hug him, "What are you doing?"

"I'll explain to you."

Mo Shiqian dropped the chain, clasped her waist with one hand to prevent her from leaving his arms, picked up the phone on the table with the other hand, and dialed the phone directly to Song Shu.

Then turned on the speakers.

Chi Huan dismissed this proof, but she couldn't get rid of Mo Shiqian's arms.

He picked it up soon. Song Shu's voice was soft, soft, and comfortable, "Mr. Mo."

The man’s voice was bone-eyed indifference, "Song Shu, do you think you were sent by him specially, so I dare not let you go?"

The other side was quiet, and then Song Shu's helpless voice, "That bracelet... Miss Chi saw it?"

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes, his face expressionless, "You will get out of here tomorrow."

Song Shu became even more helpless, "You let me go, naturally I can only go... But before that, can I explain it?"

The man said nothing.

"You asked me to choose a gift for Miss Chi that she likes. I watched it for a long time. The bracelet is the latest bracelet that Clod-Summer launched today. It has just been listed and it is out of stock in many places... I asked a few friends to get it. Here, my one... It was a suitor who thought I wanted it, so I bought one for me... Before I saw Miss Chi today, I took it down and put it in my pocket, and then forgot , That's why it fell out. I know she might think too much when she sees it, so I text you."

This explanation is methodical, neither overbearing nor overbearing, but it seems very helpless.

There was a brief silence in the bedroom, and the wind outside the window was very noisy.

Chi Huan sat quietly in the man's arms without speaking.

Mo Shiqian looked down at the woman in his arms, did not speak, and cut off the phone with his fingers.

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