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

Chi Huan hid under the man's clothes, feeling his cheeks flushed hot.

When she remembered how he had just untied his belt naturally, she felt nasty...

Or the action itself was nothing, he just changed his pants, but she had been used to Mo Shiqian, who was well-dressed and under-female, suddenly seeing this scene, she had an extremely contrasting visual impact.

And... he is really a male model whose body is too standard.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, the skin is not white, but it is not dark, it is a man's bronze color, the six pack abs is evenly distributed, and one more portion looks too muscular, and one less point may be weak. The mermaid line is under the belt .

Coveted male color.

Suddenly realizing what she was thinking, Chi Huan immediately took back all her thoughts. She didn't sleep until Mo Xiegu. Is she thinking about her bodyguard now?

Mo Shiqian turned halfway around, squinted his eyes and looked at the woman who had shrunk in the back seat and covered his head with his clothes. His lips unconsciously picked out a seemingly non-existent curve.

After the rustling voice stopped, Chi Huan asked, "Have you changed it?"

"All right."

She then took the clothes off her head.

Mo Shiqian has always been in a dark color that is too simple to be simpler, but Mo Xie is a gentle and elegant style. Chi Huan bought a white shirt with black trousers, an eternal and simple classic.

She picked up the towel at the back and handed it to him, "Disposable rags, although they have not been used, they are still rags."

The man glanced at her, reached out and took it, and wiped his hair.

After changing his clothes and wiping his hair, Mo Shiqian used paper towels and rags to deal with the water stains in the car.

After waiting for another half an hour, Chi Huan was already drowsy in his seat, and finally dim car lights appeared in the black rain curtain in front.

The man sitting quietly in the driver's seat picked up the umbrella and was about to get out of the car.

The woman behind suddenly stopped him, "Mo Shiqian."

He turned around, "Huh?"

Chi Huan took off his clothes and handed them to him, "You wear this, the rain is too heavy, my umbrella is too small, you will still get wet."

Mo Shiqian stared at her for a few seconds, before reaching out to take the clothes and put them on him.

Seeing him in the car, Chi Huan climbed back to the co-pilot again, wanting to see the situation ahead, after all, the background was gloomy and fierce on the rainy night, she was a little afraid of encountering some gangster.

Then, uh...

On this night without moonlight and stars, only pouring rain and lightning and thunder, there was indeed a thrilling half-way interception incident, but...

It was for the car that was stopped when it encountered the gangster Mo Shiqian.

They were also a young couple traveling by car. When they came down from above, they saw the parking lights from a long distance. After all, Yudashan Road was not very good, so they slowed down.

They also guessed that the car broke down and the road was blocked again, so they stopped the car.

Mo Shiqian knocked on the driving window, his voice still looked cold and deep under the sound of the majestic rain, "Our car broke down on the road, can you bother to drive us down the mountain, or borrow a mobile phone?"

Chi Huan is only used to Mo Shiqian and his existence, but in fact, to others--

Especially on this rainy night, most of his black windbreaker was wetted by the rain, and his handsome face was stained with a little water. The slender figure seemed to blend in with the dark color, which made people kind of... A sense of danger from palpitations.

The two young couples looked at each other. The man driving hesitated for a while and said, "I lent you the phone, but the signal in this place is not good... plus thunder and rain, there may be no signal."

While talking, he picked up the phone and handed it out.

Mo Shiqian held an umbrella with one hand, and took the phone with the other.

But... there is almost no signal. The first time I dialed, I couldn't make the call, and the second time I called, but the signal was too weak, and the other party couldn't hear him.

Besides, it was a stranger's phone. Fengxing didn't have the patience to hum, and he hung up after one or two sentences.

He frowned as he looked at the broken phone.

After holding the phone in his hand and not returning, Mo Shiqian asked again, "Can you drop us down the mountain? As long as we reach a place where we can reach people," he paused for a few seconds, and said, "Wait. Mountain, I will thank you."

In fact, if it’s normal, it’s okay to get people off the car along the way. The bad thing is that there was a **** and murder on this road a month ago. A female white-collar who went to watch the sunset alone was also kind to lead people down the mountain. Rape first and then kill, death is miserable.

This little couple also listened to others when they were having dinner on the mountain, so they were very wary of Mo Shiqian.

After all, he looks tall and straight, and he feels very oppressive.

The man hesitated for a while, and said embarrassedly, "There are also a lot of things behind our car, and we may not be able to sit down. Otherwise, we will contact the trailer for you when we get off... Or give me your friend's number , When there is a signal, we will notify them for you."

Mo Shiqian said lightly, "But this lightning is too big, it may be dangerous, and there is a girl in the car, she is very afraid."

The two people in the car still didn't speak, but they still didn't mean to take them down the mountain.

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes, didn't speak, and handed the phone through the car window.

The man seemed to be relieved and reached out to take it.

Even after such a loud thunder and rain, Chi Huan faintly heard the painful cry of a man killing a pig.

She first mentioned it in her heart, and then she felt that the call was wrong. Once she was in a reporter and there would be confusion. Mo Shiqian suffered more serious injuries to protect her, but he did not say a word like a okay person. Touched his hand, it was all blood.

In the car over there.

Mo Shiqian clasped the man's hand easily with one hand, and seemed to be able to break the man's hand with force. The pain made the man's face horrible and the woman in the co-pilot was even more scared and crying.

He said faintly, "Trust me, if you don't cooperate, your hand will be abandoned here tonight, no one can find compensation, and even the police will not find a place."

"I believe, I believe... Brother, lighten up, lighten up..."

The girl in the passenger seat cried, "It's you when we take you down the mountain...you let go."

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at her, his thin lips pressed together, "There is a **** the white Ferrari in front of you. You can hold an umbrella to take her over."

The girl cried and said, "Good, good."

After speaking, he frantically looked for an umbrella, and then hurriedly got off the car.

There was a patter of rain, only the man’s voice was clear into his ears, “The umbrella is covering her, so she can’t get wet.”

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