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

Probably so, if you can drag it for a day, you will be together for a day.

Without a last resort, how cruel she could be decisive.

She pulled her red lips and smiled, but there was no half of a smile, just a long voice, "Wait...It's just that, it makes the time of torturing each other longer."

"Since you are so in love and so reluctant, why did you choose to break up with him? Nothing is bound to make life difficult."

Why must I choose to break up?

Chi Huan smiled to himself.

She got up from the chair and walked to the window.

"Probably because of my reality?"

She looked out the window, it was dark, and only the lights were left, "There are already many people who have been in trouble, his sister, his best brother, himself... and there will be more. I don’t have many injuries, but he still has a lot. I can’t bear such a weight emotionally, nor can I bear it, and...is it worth it?

"Why not worth it?"

"When I used to chase you, I used to say that I love you. Now that I think about it, I just don’t know how to love at a young age, so I easily put it on my lips. Mo Shiqian is the opposite of me, even if it’s a lie. People, he never tells me, I love you... probably too clear what these three words mean."

Chi Huan turned around, turned his back to the glass window, with a faint smile on his face, "Sometimes people are attached to the attachment itself. It is not worthy of invigorating the teacher and the crowd, and you will know when you put it down. In fact, it’s just that, how can there be so much love, think about it, and then figure it out, and figure it out, it’s nothing."

Mo Xigu quietly listened to her.

Finally, in a low voice hoarsely asked, "Are you talking about you to me, or is he talking about you?"

"Probably, both are."

She wasn't very persistent at the beginning, but she couldn't even tell how much love was there.

Even true love is not worth betting on fate.

Besides, maybe not even love.

………………

Mrs. Mo flew back to Lancheng the next morning.

Chi Huan stayed in Mo Xigu's ward all night.

She was going to leave after talking about those things, but Mo Xigu asked her, "Where are you going back?"

She frowned and said nothing.

He said again, "Since you used me as an excuse to dump him, is it too convincing to leave like this?"

He is selfish, she understands, he also knows she understands.

"You have said everything that should be said, and I understand everything that should be understood. Don't think this is a use. Even if it is used, it will not cause any harm to me."

The old secretary Moxi temporarily moved in a sofa, and she slept half of the night on the sofa.

Because most of the night, she had insomnia.

I looked at the phone from time to time, but there was no call related to that man on the phone.

After he left, he didn't call or send her a text message.

It seems that from now on, he will disappear in her life.

…………

After dawn, Mo Xigu hadn't woke up, so she left the ward quietly.

Standing at the door of the hospital, she stopped.

It was too early, it was deep winter, and even in the morning, there were still no people.

The dark blue morning light, deserted, quiet and powerful.

The ground is wet, and a few dead leaves on the tree seem to be dripping with water.

She vaguely remembered that when she woke up and was asleep, it rained a lot last night.

She stood at the door of the hospital, suddenly wondering where to go.

The strength of the whole body seemed to be exhausted.

She looked up at the gloomy sky that was still low.

Is Mo Shiqian awake or still sleeping?

Did he go home last night.

Did you sleep well?

Or will she be irritated and unable to sleep because of her?

Will you hate her...probably not, for people like him, deep love will give rise to bone-eating hatred.

He may have nothing to hate Lawrence, let alone her.

She took a deep breath, aimlessly, and stepped down the stairs.

The lower ends of the hospital’s class are parking areas.

She was about to stop the car back to the famous mansion No. 10. Maybe she didn't sleep, but she didn't slept well. She felt that her body was full of lead, which made her mentally tired.

Go back to sleep, it's too tired.

The driver's door of a car suddenly opened before the taxi was stopped by the roadside.

The tall man in black clothes and black trousers walked down from it.

Chi Huan sensed something for no reason, she stopped and looked over.

After seeing his cold and handsome face clearly, he couldn't help his pupils shaking.

Mo Shiqian.

She could conclude with hardly any thought that he didn't come so early, he didn't leave all night.

The early morning air still carries the chill of deep winter and the coolness of last night's rain.

The air is cold, but it is also very clean.

He was wearing a black coat, upright and straight, his deep eyes staring at her silently, calm, and like stagnant water that no one can stir.

After a while, Chi Huan heard her own voice, and there was a fine tremor in the depths of the stiffness, "Why are you here?"

She thought he would not come back if he left.

His eyes fell on her, as if she was the only one in the world.

It's actually very plain, just too focused.

The man said lightly, "Waiting for you."

She murmured again, "Why?"

She doesn't even know why, what is she asking.

Maybe she was just confused, just puzzled, so she asked.

But Mo Shiqian answered, "I think it's because I love you."

Chi Huan looked at him blankly, as if there was no expression on his face.

Because the wind was so cold, her facial nerves were paralyzed, and her facial nerves were paralyzed and there was no expression.

But she clearly felt that something in her body was completely crushed by these words.

She finally conquered her greed and brainwashed herself repeatedly.

She kept telling herself that Mo Shiqian actually didn't love her, she wouldn't hurt him too deeply, because she couldn't hurt him too deeply.

Just like when Liang Manyue and Tang Yueze were ambiguous, he calmly said--

[In a person's life, who will really like someone with all their heart. 】

She stepped back, "No...no, don't say that, Mo Shiqian, it's not like this."

When Mo Shiqian saw her back, his pupils shrank, and he stepped forward in two steps with his long legs. He put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head and kissed her lips, blocking her repeating what she didn't know if she had finished. .

Chi Huan wanted to struggle, but he was completely weak in his arms.

Mo Shiqian circled her waist and pushed her against the car.

Gust got wet last night, but was air-dried again.

He clasped Chi Huan's face in his palm with one hand, and fixed her head.

The man's breath enveloped her, drowning all her breathing, "You want to break up, I promise you."

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