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

Mo Shiqian still did not speak, but when he took her away again, he was willing to follow her away.

Chi Huan took him back to the hospital and found the doctor who had been injured in the prison before to show him.

office.

Mo Shiqian sat in a chair, Chi Huan stood beside him.

The doctor sat on the other side of the desk, "Mr. Mo, please raise your hand."

The man didn't raise his hand, he didn't even hear him, and he didn't give any response.

The doctor repeated awkwardly, "Mr. Mo, can you please put your injured hand on the table."

He still didn't move.

The doctor looked at him, then looked at Chi Huan helplessly and asking for help.

Chi Huan lowered his head and glanced at his profile, without saying much, he directly held up the man's hand with both hands, put it on the table lightly and cautiously, and then lowered his head and carefully rolled up the cuff layer by layer. , Fold it up.

Mo Shiqian left her to her left and right, only to look up at the woman's profile.

The doctor glanced at them, did not say much, and proceeded to check.

But the man's hand quickly returned.

Looking at his movements, Chi Huan frowned immediately, "Mo Shiqian, what are you doing?"

He turned his head to look at her, and then reached out to pull her, using the injured hand.

"Mo Shiqian..."

She was pulled to her lap by the man and forced to sit down on him.

His hand was injured and he circled her waist. She didn't dare to struggle vigorously. The man's other hand clasped her tightly in her arms, making her unable to move.

He put his lips on her cheeks, and said in a low voice, "If you get up, I will follow."

After all, she stopped the struggle that was not originally strong.

Chi Huan turned his head and glared at him, "Mo Shiqian, you just said that you don't limit my freedom and don't force me to do things I don't want to do. It didn't happen for half an hour. Do you want to regret it?"

He took off the hand that locked her body, and just spread it out.

The man smiled faintly, and all the breath of lips and nose when speaking was sprayed on her face, "I don't restrict or force. You can get up when you want to get up, and you can go if you want to, huh?"

Chi Huan bit her lip in annoyance.

He does not force, but this is clearly a threat.

but……

She looked at his **** and infiltrating wrist, knowing it, but still reluctant to get up and leave.

The stalemate lasted less than half a minute.

She retracted her gaze and said with a cold face, "Put your hand down."

The man immediately put his hand back on the desktop obediently.

At the same time, with his other hand, he hugged her deeper into his arms, and his thin lips fell on her cheeks, and he kissed her in depth and depth, especially his breath covering more skin.

Chi Huan tilted his head to dodge, the arc was not big, it was useless.

Instead, he ignored the presence of a third person, the more he kissed, the more arrogant he got.

The doctor looked at them, "..."

He lowered his head, his gaze fell only on Mo Shiqian's injured arm, and he didn't dare to look at them. After hurriedly checking, he took out the medicine and gauze to bandage him.

At last, Chi Huan had let the man kiss, frowned and asked, "How is his injury?"

"Oh, it's okay, and no bones were injured. The skin and flesh wounds are a little bit injured, a bit of bones are seen, but it is still a skin trauma. Remember to change the dressing on time. Do not touch the water. If you have any problems, come to the hospital again. Look."

Skin trauma.

Chi Huan broke the man's arm around her waist, and then stood up from his arms.

She took a deep breath, and finally pursed her lips, "Then trouble the doctor, give me the medicine."

"No need," Mo Shiqian stood up, "I have it at home."

When he said this, Chi Huan also remembered that the medicine cabinet at home did have a lot of commonly used medicines. There should be medicines for traumatic injuries. So he didn’t say anything, but said lightly to the doctor, “Trouble the doctor. Now that you are finished, we won’t interrupt you to continue working."

After that, he turned and walked outside.

Chi Huan walked ahead and Mo Shiqian followed behind.

It's a pity that no matter how fast she walks, he can follow without hurried steps.

She stopped walking and looked back at him until she got out of the elevator.

He stood less than half a meter away from her, stared at her with low eyes, and smiled faintly, "Angry? Do you think I should abandon this hand, and it is worthwhile to take advantage of me?"

There was a thin smile in his eyes, and an understatement of self-deprecation.

Chi Huan's heart is sour and painful, biting his lip, turning his face and no longer looking at him, "I'm tired, I want to go back to sleep peacefully, okay?"

The man stared at her deeply, "Where to go back?"

I was quiet for a while, "If you have time, or when it is convenient, you can pack my things and send them to my apartment, or tell me to pick them up by myself."

After speaking, she turned around and walked outside the hospital without looking back.

This time the taxi was successfully stopped.

After getting in the car, she deeply soothed her breath, closed her eyes, and the pinpoint pain in her heart seemed to spread to her head, and her headache seemed to burst.

The driver in front suddenly said, "Miss, is the car behind you chasing you?"

When she left the gate of the hospital this time, she took the sunglasses out of her bag, and the driver might not have noticed her, so she did not recognize her. Chi Huan glanced at the rearview mirror, and she could see Gust following behind.

She could already recognize Mo Shiqian's car, even if it was exactly the same model.

She closed her eyes again. Although his hand was not badly injured, he still kept driving. Doesn't it hurt?

"Go on, leave him alone."

…………

The taxi stopped in front of the apartment building of No.10 Mansion.

Chi Huan saw Gust and stopped not far away.

But the man did not get out of the car, nor did he follow her up.

It seemed just to "escort" her back.

Chi Huan opened the door and entered the room, threw the bag on the sofa, and then walked straight to the window and opened the curtain.

Faint dust blew on his face.

Gust downstairs opened the curtains, started the engine, reversed and left, and finally disappeared into the traffic.

Chi Huan drew the curtains, as if his strength had been taken away, the walking corpse returned to the bedroom, and no matter how long it had not been cleaned, whether it was clean or dusty, he threw all his body into it.

Then closed his eyes.

She didn't sleep all night last night. She thought she was very sleepy and closed her eyes and would forget all her troubles and fall asleep.

But after closing his eyes, everything related to him was so clear.

Mo Shiqian.

We just met, just finished expelling, but she seems to miss him a little bit.

She opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling above her head.

After he said he loved her, she seemed to love him... more.

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