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

Chi Huan was shocked.

The man's tone was very light, but the meaning in the words was extremely strong.

She still maintained her original posture, looking at his face close at hand, her throat seemed to be blocked.

If this is accusation, she can't refute it, so she has nothing to say.

Finally, she lowered her head and pulled the corners of her lips to show an arc similar to a smile, "That's true, maybe I am indeed such a woman."

Mo Shiqian's hands clasped her waist tightly, and his voice stiffened, saying, "Whether you fall in love with him or not, I will give you three days to completely disassociate him. come back to me."

Chi Huan was taken aback and looked up at him, "Do you want me to come back to you?"

He didn't reply, pinched his finger on her chin and lowered his head and kissed her directly again.

This kiss was fierce and not gentle, blindly plundering and possessing.

Chi Huan was pressed on the door panel, no more struggles, and let him do it.

The deeper the kiss, the more presumptuous, rude and reckless, the man's breathing became heavier.

It wasn't until he took a bite under her collarbone on her chest that Chi Huan let out a low cry of pain and reached out to push him.

Ended this kiss.

Mo Shiqian stood up straight, no longer pressing on her, and took two steps back, widening the distance between the two.

The lingering breath dissipated, and Chi Huan felt a little dazed and lost.

The man lowered his head, his dark black eyes stared at her calmly and clearly, his low voice was clear and organized, "Come to me within three days, I think you were forced by Lawrence to do what happened during this period, as long as you talk to Moses in the future. Therefore, keep your distance with other men, and I will assume that nothing has happened, and I will still love you as before."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold her arm and pulled her away from the door panel so that he could open the door and go out.

Chi Huan was pulled by him, like a puppet, always looking at him with a pair of eyes.

Mo Shiqian opened the door.

But when he was standing in the hallway and preparing to go out, the steps he should have stepped out suddenly stopped, half turned around, and looked sideways in one direction. The coffee table is empty, there are neither roses nor incubators.

When she retracted her eyes, she swept over where she originally put the vase.

It is still empty.

The man pressed his thin lips into a straight line, and then left without looking back.

Looking at his tall and tall back, Chi Huan followed his feet unconsciously for two steps, but finally stood still at the door, watching him disappear into the corner of the corridor.

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After Mo Shiqian left, Chi Huan closed the door and returned to the study.

Her laptop and ipad are still in Mo Shiqian's villa. Of course, she didn't want to look at them at this time, just lying on the desk and raising her hand to touch the roses in the vase.

When she was in the villa, she was used to having roses on the desk, so she brought them in and put them in the same position.

Curled up in the big chair, she looked at the flower and took out her phone to check it.

In fact, there is nothing to check, it's more like looking through it when you have nothing to do.

Three days.

In fact, she could just tell him directly that she has nothing to do with Moxi, except for owing...

When she went to see Mo Xigu, he never mentioned his injury, and only asked about her and Mo Shiqian casually, without mentioning it too much, let alone commenting on it.

Talking about things is almost trivial.

just……

Perhaps too much has happened recently, and she still has concerns, including Lawrence.

Besides...

If you repent and repent, and immediately change your conversation, Mo Shiqian probably really feels that she is a frivolous and casual woman.

There is also Moxigu's wound, which is always a thorn in her heart, which makes her uncomfortable.

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The next morning.

Chi Huan opened his eyes and habitually reached for the phone to check the time. When the screen turned on, he found two missed calls displayed on it.

They are all from Moshigu, and the time is a few minutes past seven.

It is about half past seven.

There is also a text message, [Call me back after seeing it. 】

Is something wrong?

Chi Huan sat up from the bed and immediately called back.

After a few seconds, they answered, "Chi Huan."

"Xigu, are you looking for something to do with me?"

After a moment of silence, Mo Xigu said over there, "I just heard the nurse say...Mo Shiqian seemed to be injured last night, and he is now in the hospital where I live."

Mo Shiqian injured?

Chi Huan's heart beat suddenly, and his hand immediately held the phone tightly, "He was injured? Why was he injured? How is the injury now, how serious is the injury?"

Mo Xigou said in a low voice over there, "I don't know the specifics. I just heard the nurse say that he seemed to have been in this hospital before, so they know him."

Mo Shiqian has indeed lived, and his face is enough to make people remember.

Chi Huan ignored the others, opened the quilt and stepped on the bed barefoot, "I won't tell you, I'll go to the hospital right away."

After that, he threw the phone and ran into the bathroom.

She simply finished washing for three minutes, and quickly changed her clothes. It took her almost fifteen minutes to go out with the car key.

This time in the morning is the peak time for work, with heavy traffic and traffic jams from time to time.

She was anxious, but there was no way.

When waiting for the traffic lights, he pulled out his mobile phone from his bag and called Mo Shiqian.

Mo Xigu said that he was injured last night, but he hasn't called her yet.

She doesn't even know if he can't beat or doesn't want to beat her.

Every time he was injured, she was not the first person to know. Last time it was Song Shu, this time it was Mo Xiegu, and others told her.

She guessed that even if he could call, he would not call her...

I was afraid that she was worried...

Now, maybe I don't want to call her anymore.

She called, but no one answered.

She played again, and the result was still the same, with only monotonous repeated beeps, and the sweet mechanical voice of the customer service.

Chi Huan threw his mobile phone away and concentrated on driving. The speed was getting faster and faster.

When she arrived at the hospital, it was almost nine o'clock.

She was already out of breath and ran to the front desk to ask the nurse, "Mo Shiqian...Excuse me, which ward he lives in..."

The nurse looked up at her, "Please wait a moment, I'll check."

Chi Huan nodded, his breath had not yet calmed down, "Okay."

After a while, the nurse looked up and said, "Mr. Mo Shiqian was not hospitalized, but he sent a lady named Liang Manyue to the hospital. He also handled the hospitalization procedures..."

Chi Huan was stunned, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, it says so on the record."

"Mo Shiqian... Isn't he injured?"

"We don't know about this...but there is no record of his hospitalization here."

If there is no hospital record, even if the injury is not serious...

But did he send Liang Manyue to the hospital?

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