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

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"My car has never broken down."

He said lightly, "Yours has never been broken."

"Then call someone to come to the trailer."

Mo Shiqian looked at her silently.

Chi Huan lowered his head, and her mobile phones were all thrown down the mountain.

Because it was at night, the temperature on the mountain was already low. In addition to the sudden change in temperature, Chi Huan shrank from the cold, looking at the man with a deserted face, "what should I do?"

In this place, coupled with the weather, there are even fewer cars passing by.

Mo Shiqian watched her shrink into a ball, and without a word, took off her coat and wrapped her up-she didn't know how many clothes he had harmed him recently.

Chi Huan accepted his gentlemanly demeanor as a man and put on his clothes. As soon as he looked up, he saw him unfasten his seat belt and pushed the door to get out of the car.

She asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"

"It's raining heavily, stay in the car."

The rain outside was ridiculously heavy, as if someone was standing on a cloud and pouring water down, the wipers were still running, and the man's tall figure could be seen in the hazy, and the front hood was lifted.

She rolled up the long sleeves of the man's coat, crawled to the back seat to find the umbrella, and got out of the car under the umbrella.

The cold rain was blown onto her body by the gale, and she was shivering with the cold.

Chi Huan's appearance is almost perfect, but she suffers from a loss in her head, especially when standing in front of a tall man like Mo Shiqian, who is 187 meters tall, it seems a bit difficult for her to hold an umbrella for him even if he is bent over.

When Mo Shiqian saw her getting out of the car, his thick eyebrows frowned, and he grabbed the umbrella in her hand and placed it on top of her head, "What are you doing here?"

She wiped the rain off her face and looked at him innocently, "I'll hold an umbrella for you."

The man glanced at her gimmicky little colorful umbrella, which could hardly even keep someone from rain, "Enter the car and go up."

"I have a flashlight in my car. I can light it for you. Fix it early and go back early."

While talking, she took out the small flashlight stuffed in the pocket of the windbreaker, turned it on, and shone it on the man's face.

The rain was heavy, the sound of the rain was also loud, and the faces of each other could not be seen clearly, and the voices were a little fuzzy.

Mo Shiqian looked at the woman under the umbrella, who seemed to be struggling to stand, through the pattered rain curtain. He only felt that she was so small that she would be blown away by the wind at any time.

He clasped her arm with his fingers, walked a few steps, opened the car door and plugged her in again, taking away the flashlight and umbrella.

Ten minutes later, the man returned to the car.

Chi Huan asked him quickly, "Can it be fixed?"

"can."

"really?"

"Well, if there are tools."

Chi Huan, "..."

Of course Mo Shiqian knows how to repair cars. He knows what went wrong, and he knows how to repair them, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and he cannot repair the car with his bare hands without tools.

Turning on the lights in the car, Chi Huan looked at him like a man fished out of the water. The dark long clothes and trousers were all able to twist out the water, and the black short hair was dripping with water continuously along the Ying Ting The bridge of the nose fell from the curved **** jaw.

Chi Huan suddenly remembered, "It seems that there is a bag for clothes in my trunk, and there is a set of men's clothes in it... Go and change it. I don't know when I can go home."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her and said lightly, "I'm fine, no need."

"That was when I asked Moxigu to go to the hotel a few days ago... It was prepared in advance," she was not too happy to mention the night, her delicate brows wrinkled, "I bought them all in the mall, no People wear it, can you wear it?"

That night, she made enough preparations... even the clothes to be changed the next morning.

Mo Shiqian was quiet, and said in a low tone, "I'm going to stop the car when there is a car coming later, and I will get wet if I change it."

Chi Huan bit her lip, and it would be embarrassing for a person's kindness to always be coldly rejected.

Besides, Chi Huan feels that they have known each other for a few years, or even stayed together all day long. Although he is impeccable at work, occasionally a few details can reveal the alienation and indifference that he rejected her thousands of miles away. .

It’s not just a piece of clothing. She thinks that even the most common relationship between friends, or even between employers and bodyguards, in this case, there is nothing to say, and she said it’s brand new, so it’s a shame. he?

Chi Huan took off his clothes with a cold face, didn't say a word, threw it on him hard, then turned his head and looked at the dark rain curtain outside the car window.

She was so angry that she had never seen such a man who didn't know anything.

The car was so quiet that only the sound of rain was left.

After a while, the man put the windbreaker that wet a small part of the outside but most of the water was sucked away by her with a paper towel on her shoulder, and then got out of the car with her little flower umbrella.

After a while, he took the paper bag of clothes and got into the car again.

Mo Shiqian looked at the little woman who persistently looked at the car window motionless, and whispered, "I change my clothes, you go to the back, eh?"

Chi Huan finally turned his head, glanced at the white paper bag, and said lukewarmly, "Isn't he not willing to wear it? If you don't want to wear it, you won't see it. If you can't commit it, you will be soaked anyway. Just go outside and stand and wait for the passing cars."

Mo Shiqian's dark and silent eyes looked at her silently.

Chi Huan didn't show weakness, and stared at him coldly.

A minute later, the man suddenly raised his hand, and his tightly-knotted fingers unhurriedly unbuttoned the soaked shirt. In the blink of an eye, a piece of his chest was exposed.

"what are you doing?"

He said lightly, "Change clothes."

At the time of these few words, the man's buttons were untied until only two were left.

Chi Huan did not expect that he would come this way suddenly, "You...you, who asked you to change your clothes? I opened my eyes, are you a gangster, who told you to undress in front of me?"

"I just said no, you lost your temper."

"I won't give it to you now."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her, "It's too late, I'm already changing it." He took off the dark shirt, Chiguo covered the entire upper body, and said lightly, "Are you going to the back, I want to take off my pants."

Chi Huan, "..."

She snorted coldly and forced her composure, "If you have the ability, take it off. Do you think I dare not watch?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her and said with a constant expression, "You can watch it as you want, just as it was even I accidentally watched you last time."

As he said, he stretched his hand to the belt freely, opened the hidden buckle, and the next action was to lower the zipper...

Chi Huan gave a short scream, and still couldn't help but immediately climbed back from the co-pilot. It was not very good at first, and she was flustered. She almost rolled to the back seat and used his The windbreaker covers his head.

She thought that this man was so innocent and less feminine, but she said to take off his pants in front of the woman and untied his belt!

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