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

She was taken aback, but still accepted.

"Xigu, is there anything to do with me?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone, before he said gently, "I heard...you had a problem with your work recently and was replaced by an unknown newcomer."

"Um... how did you know?"

"I... accidentally heard that the entertainment industry is a circle, and this kind of thing spreads quickly."

Gossip in the entertainment industry has always been spread quickly, especially the more famous the person involved, the faster it will be.

She said faintly, "Oh, it doesn't matter, things like the entertainment industry happen every day, it's not a big deal."

"Did you have a problem with Mo Shiqian?"

Chi Huan didn't speak for a long time.

She was never used to lying, except for certain helplessness... such as breaking up with Mo Shiqian.

"Forget it."

Mo Xiegu's voice was very low, and his speech rate was very slow, "You feel tired, don't continue... Two people are together for pleasure, not for each other to torture."

She said softly, "Xigu..."

"If you have anything, just tell me directly, don't hesitate."

"I want to ask... can you ask me something."

"You said."

"Mo Shiqian's sister was tied to Mexico some time ago... Someone told me that Feng Xing killed the nephew of a local drug lord, and he would come back to seek revenge for Mo Shiqian... Do you know anyone in Mexico? , I want to know if there is such a thing..."

"Lawrence told you?"

"Yes."

"Are you reluctant to break up with him?"

"I..." Chi Huan raised her left hand, glanced at her bare fingers, and took the ring. She is still not used to it. The watch on her wrist is gone, and she is not used to it. "I don't know what to do with him. I don’t want to hurt him."

Her voice is very soft.

The light Moxigu thought she was talking in his ear.

Let him know lightly, this is not even she is telling him, but a kind of almost helpless sigh.

I don't know what to do with him...

He remembered in a daze that during the years when she chased him, he often felt this way when he looked at her.

"Mexico is it?"

"Yes, but I don't know where it is?"

"You can ask Xiao Yu, he seems to have just returned from Mexico."

"Xiao Yu?"

"Well, I heard that he was going to develop arms smuggling because he was crushed by the popularity in Lancheng. The target of cooperation is the people of the Mexican gang, and he flew past him personally some time ago... He should have a lot there. It’s easy to find out about the connections of

Chi Huan pursed his lips, "It's hard for Mo Shiqian to ask him for help...not to mention me."

Mo Xigu said lightly, "I'm going to find him."

"No, I'll think of a solution by myself..."

"Even if there is a gangster in this era, no one is pure gangster. He also has a serious business in his hands. It is not difficult for me to talk to him."

"but……"

"Don't want to trouble me?" Mo Xigu smiled lightly. "It's not a trouble. If you really find it troublesome, you have a chance to repay me in the future."

"Then...thank you."

"Okay, I will contact him, and I will call you if I have news."

"Hmm."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan held the phone in a trance.

Her job was changed a few hours ago, so Moxi knew it so soon?

Is it a coincidence or...

Chi Huan is not an ignorant girl, she knows that a man will not treat a woman nicely for no reason...

But... he likes her?

It doesn't seem to be justified?

From the time she chased him to the cancellation of their marriage contract, he never liked her. It makes no sense to break up for so long to like her...

Or... I feel ashamed of her and want to compensate?

A shadow pressed over, Chi Huan looked up subconsciously and saw the handsome face of the man.

Mo Shiqian.

"Who to call?"

"Moxigu."

He was just looking for words without words, and asked casually, he didn't expect to hear such an answer.

For a while, he couldn't even tell whether she was really calling Mo Xiegu or deliberately making him angry.

After a few seconds, he asked quietly, "I don't like me anymore, do you want to turn your head back?"

"No, I never turn my head back, just..." She looked at him, her head tilted, "He heard that there was a problem with my work, so he called me to condolences."

"Get up and go eat."

"Okay," she stood up lazily, "I guess you came to tell me to eat too...well."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man was caught off guard and bowed his head and kissed him.

He kissed hard, and for a long time, and almost sucked her lips red and swollen.

"Mo Shiqian..."

"If you have to find ways to make me angry, I can only understand that you owe a kiss."

"You..." She seemed to be very angry, and lay down again, "I'm not going to eat anymore, you eat by yourself."

Mo Shiqian stood by the couch, "Get up."

She rolled her face.

"Huanhuan, get up."

She still ignored.

Then the man hugged her sideways very simply and neatly.

"Mo Shiqian..."

He looked down at her and said faintly, "It's not the first day you met me. You should know my temper. You can throw things. I don't want to eat anything. I never condone."

She was held in his arms with solid and strong arms.

Chi Huan suddenly lowered his head and bit on his shoulder.

Although it is winter, the room is warm, so the man only wears a knit sweater that is not thick.

She bit for a long time.

Until the man looked down at her, "Huanhuan, it hurts."

Then she suddenly loosened her teeth.

She lay on his shoulders and murmured, "Mo Shiqian, why am I treating you so badly, but you are still treating me better and better? Are you ill-treated?"

Mo Shiqian said faintly, "Am I treating you better now than before? Or, I was not good enough to you before?"

No.

He has always been very good to her.

Although she never said love, she also felt it was enough.

She did not speak, and he said again, "I also hope that I treat you better, so that you are reluctant to leave me. Even if you do leave, you will know that the whole world will never treat you more than me. Good man."

"Is it worth it, Mo Shiqian, why am I worthy of you?"

They were together, and there was always very little she could do for him.

The man lowered his head and kissed her hair, and said in a low voice, "Of course my woman is worth it. If you don't tell me to break up, um, don't call Mo Xiegu, that would be the best. "

Her chin was buried on his shoulder.

His right hand was holding the clothes on his left shoulder.

Tears smashed into the lawn drop by drop.

…………

All afternoon, Chi Huan stayed in the study.

The study has been cleaned up, as if it had never been smashed by her.

Including the two roses in the vase and the vase, they are all restored.

Only one more thing was given, the wine-red brocade box, which was placed next to the vase.

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