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

Chi Huan shook his head and chuckled, "I thought, after all, when she left, you were in pain."

When she first chased Mo Xiegu, it was a painful period when Mo Xiegu and Su Yabing were separated by Mrs. Mo. For a while, he was even addicted to alcohol and had a cold and bad temper.

Mo Xigu said flatly, "But I can promise you that after marriage, there will be no relationship with her, and there will be no other women. You don't have to worry about this."

"But you still didn't tell me why you rushed to hold the wedding in advance."

Mo Xigu looked at her black and white eyes. After being quiet for almost a century, his lips moved. He said, "When you get married, nothing will change."

Nothing will change means...

Chi Huan looked at his handsome and gentle face. Actually, he was still afraid that he would be shaken.

She nodded, "I accept this reason. After all, I can't give other women the opportunity to take my fiance," she said with a slight tone, and she smiled, "Then, can Su Yabing move from the apartment under your name? Going out? Otherwise, let the paparazzi catch it, everyone's faces will not look good."

Mo Xiegu's eyebrows immediately sank, creating a deep cold, and the sudden change of aura even made the entire living room crowded.

For a moment, Chi Huan even thought he would be furious.

But Moxigu did not.

His voice was very low and deep, "That apartment is under my name, but it has been vacant for a long time. Yabing has no place to live, so I let her live there temporarily." The man's eyes were deep, "I'm not there. I've spent the night, and nothing happened to her that shouldn't have happened, and she can't live there anymore."

Chi Huan bent her lips, "I believe you."

The man's dark eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and asked, "Really believe?"

"I choose to believe in you."

Choose to believe...

Who is Mo Xigu, who has been walking in the mall for many years, how could he not hear the subtlety of these four words.

The sunset in the evening never penetrated through the glass with the curtain closed, and a faint orange color fell on her body, like the halo of a movie lens, clean and beautiful.

Mo Xigu looked at her with a sudden heart movement, then got up from the sofa, walked towards her, put his hands on the sides of the sofa, and looked at her condescendingly.

His voice was slightly muted, "At Wenhai Hotel that day, were you planning to hand yourself over to me?"

Chi Huan didn't expect that he would suddenly mention this matter, unconsciously hugged the pillow on the sofa, lowered his head, and said vaguely, "Well...I drank the wrong drink that day."

"Who gave you the medicine?"

Chi Huan became guilty at once, and there was a bit of unexplained panic, "When I was in the hot spring in the hotel, I drank someone else's wine by mistake...Mo Shiqian has already taught me the person who prescribed the medicine."

Her eyes flickered and she knew she was lying.

But Mo Xigu didn't continue to ask. All he could think of was that she originally prescribed the medicine to him, but she drank it by mistake. Otherwise, Mo Shiqian guarded her, how could this happen.

Mo Xiegu suddenly stretched out her hand and hooked her chin, and the warm breath followed, "So, you are willing to give yourself to me, are you?"

Chi Huan looked at his handsome face, probably because the distance was too close, and there was a brief blank in her mind. She almost gritted her teeth and said, "Of course...we are getting married soon."

The man raised her chin, then bowed his head to kiss him.

Chi Huan opened his eyes, neither pushing him away, nor closing his eyes shyly. His motionless pupils even smelled like an enemy. His body was extremely stiff, and his hands on the sofa were even more tightly clenched. Tight.

"Ding……"

The crisp doorbell rang, and Moxi's deceased was pushed aside forcefully. When he reacted, Chi Huan had already got up to open the door, "The food deliverer is here, I will open the door."

When her hand dropped on the doorknob, her white and slender fingers even trembled thinly. Chi Huan took a deep breath before opening the door.

Mo Xigu looked at her back, she almost ran away, her dark eyes darkened, she couldn't tell what it was like for a moment, as if there was still a loss that she could not kiss.

I tried my best to give myself to him, but when he kissed her, she didn't seem to be looking forward to it, even...disgusted? fear?

Or both.

The old servant of the Chi family who brought her food, looked at her slightly pale face, and asked concerned, "Miss, are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, Xigu is here, you can go back first."? Chi Huan didn't let the servant in, and closed the door after receiving the insulated box, walked back to the sofa and put the insulated box on the coffee table, "Xigu, you eat Yet?"

He looked at her and answered calmly, "No."

She pressed her hand on the insulated box, "I didn't know you would come today... The servant only prepared meals for me..."

Mo Xigu interrupted her, "A few days have you not been out?"

"Ok?"

"Can't you go out with me to eat?"

Chi Huan opened her mouth and wanted to agree, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something.

After a while, she lowered her eyes and said, "I don't want to go out today, you go."

Do you want to indulge yourself? Mo Xigu looked at her small face and thought slightly.

She hasn't looked for him in the past few days, and she hasn't sent a text message on the phone. Now even if he takes the initiative to look for her, she is no longer enthusiastic, and even has to refuse to have a meal together.

As soon as the line of sight touched her slightly curled fingers, new doubts arose in her eyes.

"Are you having a temper, Chi Huan."

She raised her head and looked at him, "I will find you tomorrow."

He stared at her again for a long time, "Okay, then I'll go back, don't delay your meal."

Chi Huan released his fingers, and his charming face finally showed his familiar smile again, "I will send you down."

Mo Xi Gu hummed, and the two walked to the door one after another.

Downstairs of the apartment, the setting sun went down completely, and the sky was getting dark.

Chi Huan watched him open the door of the driver's seat before shook his hand, "Be careful on the road, goodbye."

She was about to retreat, but the man who was going to get in the car suddenly turned around, faced her again, stretched out his arm and lowered his head to kiss.

Chi Huan was startled, obviously not expecting it, and subconsciously turned his face away.

Mo Xiegu's lips fell on her cheek.

The embarrassment of being terminated by the doorbell reappeared, and the sound of wind blowing was particularly obvious.

Finally, Mo Xigu raised his hand and touched her head, "See you tomorrow."

She smiled again, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

He returned to the car, Rambo started, then left, and finally disappeared from her sight.

The smile on Chi Huan's face was gone, she raised her hand and pressed it heavily on her head, then slowly squatted down.

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