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

Why are you sure?

The white one only wiped his fingers, and when he was soaked in blood, he couldn't stop thinking about these words, why he was sure, she loved him very much.

Perhaps he had never been so determined, because he was worried from the beginning that she would not be able to withstand the pressure and chose to break up with him.

As for her love him.

It was just that when she wanted to break up with him, he did not hesitate to believe that it was because Lawrence was forcing her.

but……

A thought still inevitably passed through his mind--

What if she really doesn't like him anymore and wants to break up with him?

…………

When Mo Shiqian returned to the study, Chi Huan sat down in the chair and looked out the window motionlessly.

He did not call Ma Li, but cleaned up by himself.

She didn't speak, and he hardly made any movement.

Even if two people were pretended, the silence in the study seemed dead.

He took the thing out, and then folded it back in less than a minute.

She still didn't wear the ring on her hand, nor the watch.

A burgundy square that was close to a square rested on the desk, and his low voice was light and tense, "I give it to you."

Chi Huan retracted his gaze, glanced at him, then at the things on the table, "What is it?"

The man’s eyes were always locked on her face, and he said in a low voice, “You said yesterday that you like the new and dislike the old, so you don’t wear the watch I gave you. From now on, I will give you one every day. If you don’t like the watch, the others Bracelets and the like are also available, so you can have something you like every day."

Her fingers on her knees curled up slightly.

At the end, he added faintly, "I really rarely give you gifts."

Chi Huan looked at the wine-red brocade box.

Sorrowful.

But her face was still cold and hardly gave him any response.

Mo Shiqian said again, "Do you want me to open it for you to see."

After speaking, he was ready to stretch out his hand.

"No, I don't want your gift."

As she said, she was about to stand up and walk past him.

Mo Shiqian clasped her arm accurately.

The woman repeated indifferently, "I said, I don't want it."

He stubbornly clasped her arm and looked down at her face, "Look first, if you don't like it, don't."

"you are annoying?"

"Look first."

Chi Huan shook his hand vigorously, took two steps back, sat back in the chair, picked up the brocade box blankly, and opened it blankly.

Unlike the pale gold watch, this watch has a red leather strap with a large dial and an extremely simple design.

Showy but simple.

Very beautiful, suitable for a little woman of her age, and very suitable for her aesthetics.

With a "pop", the brocade box closed again.

She put it back, "After reading it, I don't like it, can I go?"

Mo Shiqian kept staring at her face, without any emotional ups and downs other than coldness.

He let go, with a hum.

"Your study is too messy, you can go back to the bedroom or the living room to rest for a while."

Chi Huan ignored him, as if he hadn't heard.

When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him, "Mo Shiqian."

He returned quickly, "Huh?"

"When you went to Mexico, did you prepare a lot of money to save Muxi?"

"Ok."

"So the ransom, did you give it or not?"

"Take it back."

She uttered an oh, then lifted the corners of her lips, and smiled charmingly, "Do you really want to break up with me?"

"Yes."

"Let me follow you now. I feel that my future is at a loss. You see, I have been robbed of my job now. That's fine. Would you like to transfer all the movable and immovable properties under your name to mine and write mine under my name? Your name makes me believe that you are sincere and promises that I will not have a hard time with you."

"can."

The speed at which he answered her, Chi Huan felt that he had just finished speaking.

So that her expression froze on her face, and she didn't have time to recover.

Shocked and sluggish.

She is really a little subtle and unbelievable, "What did you say?"

Mo Shiqian walked toward her, stood in front of her, got closer, and said in a clearer voice, "You can give it to you if you want it."

"Are you crazy?"

He didn't answer, he took her by the wrist and walked out, "You can go now."

Chi Huan didn't react for a while and was dragged by him for several meters.

She waited until the top of the stairs to react, and pulled her hand out vigorously, "Mo Shiqian."

He turned to look at her, "What?"

"Are you really afraid that I will take your money and leave?"

The man said faintly, "I'm afraid you will leave, but I won't let you go. As for money, it could be yours, but you never spent it."

She looked at him, almost speechless.

After a while, she rolled her face and said faintly, "I don't want it anymore, aren't you going to clean up the study room for me, go, I will use it later."

Having said that, she turned around to go downstairs.

"Really not?"

"I can't get rid of your money without taking your money, let alone emptied your property, then I really can't rely on you in this life."

She spoke and went downstairs.

"where are you going?"

"Baking in the sun, can you?"

When she said that, he didn't speak and didn't continue following her.

………………

On a sunny day, she was lying on a couch in the lawn.

Holding the phone, he turned it boredly.

Having nothing to do, type in the search engine-"How to break up with a man quickly."

The items that pop up are basically irrelevant.

There is also a post, which also counts ten styles of different methods seriously.

She looked carefully.

None of them are useful on Mo Shiqian's body.

Whether it's soft or hard, he doesn't eat any of them.

It should be said that soft ones are useless to him, hard ones...she is harder than him.

She remembered a long time ago, when she was still in high school, when she was not popular. Once she went to an audition and a screenwriter asked her, "Chi Huan, Chi Huan...is the stage name? The name is not very good, Chi Huan... …Isn’t it just the joy of being late..."

Finally fell in love with a man, and he is very good...

unfortunately……

Is it destined to be fortune?

How could there be such a stupid man who would give her all the belongings.

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the study room on the second floor, muttering his name, "Mo Shiqian..."

Why the more you break up... the better he treats her.

The more this happened, the more reluctant she was, like a vicious circle, and like a rope on her body, binding her tighter and tighter.

It’s not that I didn’t even say I love you...

Why just refuse to let go.

The phone in her hand vibrated suddenly and almost hit her face.

Under some dazzling sunlight, she still saw the caller ID on the screen.

Moxigu.

I like to marry a sweet wife: Mo Shao, please collect it gently: (www.wuxiaspot.com) When a sweet wife gets married: Mo Shao, the fastest literary update under gentle handwriting.