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

The door has been closed by her, and it is too late to press the code to open the door, even to make a phone call...

The result of non-cooperation was that the two tied her up.

It used a kind of rope she hadn't seen before, to avoid leaving marks on her wrists, and to avoid most of the pain of being tied up.

She was stunned when she saw the rope.

The average "kidnapper" does not deliberately use this kind of rope.

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Forty minutes later.

Chi Huan didn't expect that the two bodyguards who didn't answer anything but said nothing, really took her to Mo Shiqian's villa.

Why did she use "kidnapping" this way, she was going to come...

All the way to the bedroom on the second floor, opened the door and pushed her in.

Mo Shiqian was not in the bedroom.

But the light in the bathroom was on, and the sound of water in the shower could be faintly heard.

He should be taking a shower.

At the end, one of them bowed his head respectfully and coldly, "Mr. Mo should be taking a bath, please wait a moment," he paused for a moment, and then added in a temperatureless voice, "In addition, Miss Chi, you can’t get out of the villa. I hope you don’t waste each other’s strength and stay there."

Chi Huan, "..."

Hasn't she thought about running away...

But before she could speak, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

The tall man came out from inside.

He only wrapped a white bath towel around his waist. His short black hair was damp, and there was still water dripping at the tips of his hair. The water drops along the bridge of his nose and then dropped from his chin.

Holding a towel for wiping hair in his hand, I wiped it casually.

An extremely handsome face, but with a damp and cool breath, very **** and alienated.

The bodyguard who spoke before said respectfully again, "Mr. Mo, Miss Chi brought it here."

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes, his gaze swept across them, and he said in a cool voice, "I see, you bring the door and disappear."

"Yes."

In response to this sound, the two moved quickly to close the door.

There are only two people left in the bedroom with a small space.

Mo Shiqian didn't look at her, and carelessly wiped his hair with his hands, and walked to the window without hurried pace.

Chi Huan looked at him, bit his lip, and walked over.

Just as I was about to talk, the man’s cold, grinning voice rang above my head, "Chi Huan, you have missed an appointment."

She raised her face, "Can I explain?"

He glanced down at her, smiled, "Your mouth is stuck, or is your tongue taken away?"

From the angle where Chi Huan was standing, she could only see his profile.

Can't distinguish his emotions at this time.

"I went to the airport this afternoon..."

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and stared at her, with thin lips with a warm smile, "Is it because he didn't see me when it was six o'clock, so he left?"

He thought faintly, if this is the case, it is also forgivable.

As long as she goes.

He didn't ask her to wait for him, after all, his time to the exit did exceed the full fifteen minutes originally said.

Chi Huan was taken aback, shook his head directly, and said anxiously, "No... after I got into the taxi, a woman stopped the car as if she had an acute illness. She hurried to the hospital, begging me to take a ride, and then she just Suddenly covering my mouth and nose with a mask...it stunned me."

The tone of her entire statement was eager at first, and then changed to erratic.

Because the more you say it, the deeper the mockery in the eyes of men...

Even she herself noticed that this rhetoric...was a lot like an excuse, and it was a low-level excuse.

And the whole process took less than a minute. Soon, the woman who pretended to be sick was obviously similar to what An Ke had practiced, with great hand strength and skillful movements.

When she woke up, she lay in her bedroom.

Because it was too fast, she thought she had a nightmare when she woke up.

Mo Shiqian still had a smile on his lips, and his tone was even gentle, "I lost you... and then?"

He smiled slowly and said, "Should I feel relieved that you are just lying in your own bed and sleeping instead of being with a messy man to prove your determination to break up with me?"

"I..." She lowered her voice, opened her mouth, and murmured, "You don't believe me?"

He whispered playfully, "Huanhuan, give a score objectively. What do you think is the level of the reason you made up?"

absurd.

From the accidental point of view of the parties, this is a ridiculous reason for being unqualified and even perfunctory.

Chi Huan began to care about her being late, without thinking about it.

Because even she herself felt ridiculous and untrue.

But when he asked, she still said without wanting to say.

The fabricated reasons can be impeccable, and what actually happened can be unconvincing.

Chi Huan has already reacted.

She was unscathed, even her makeup was still exquisite, and she did not look like she had been "kidnapped". This is probably the purpose of the so-called "kidnapping".

After ten seconds of silence, Chi Huan raised his eyes to meet his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You can check, I didn't lie, and..." She bit her head, her voice was a bit astringent, "Did you send others His bodyguards followed me... Shouldn't they know that I was out at 4:30 in the afternoon?"

She was actually not sure... if he removed those people.

After all, An Ke is gone, and she is not sure about the others.

This may be because of the breakup, which is inexplicably affectionate.

Mo Shiqian looked at her and smiled slightly, "Is it right? I'll ask them when I look back, but it's not the first time you got rid of my bodyguard."

The last time she and Mo Xigu went to see Xiao Yu... she dumped her bodyguard.

Chi Huan pursed her lips, speechless.

Seeing that she didn't speak, and didn't mean to explain, the man's eyes flicked a bit of chill, he threw the towel for wiping his hair casually, and sat down on the solo sofa.

He didn't look at her and didn't mean to talk to her. He picked up the cigarette and lighter on the table, lit it skillfully, took a long sip between his lips, the smoke spit out, and his deep gaze fell outside the glass.

Chi Huan watched him swallowing clouds and mist, with a calm and indifferent appearance, still stretched out his hand in front of him, and said softly, "Can you untie the rope, your hand hurts."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her hand.

Chi Huan originally thought that he would not care about her, but the man put the burning cigarette between his lips, and his slender fingers easily untied the rope.

She rubbed her wrist and looked at his short hair that was still wet even though it was not dripping intensively. She picked up the towel dropped by him on the table and raised her hand to wipe his hair.

Mo Shiqian's fingers stiffened, raising his head, the blue smoke sprayed onto her face, his eyes narrowed like a smile, "Suddenly behaved, huh?"

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