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

"I……"

His aura is too strong, his sense of presence is too strong, even the look in his eyes makes people sit on pins and needles, Chi Guoguo makes people sit on pins and needles, she wants to avoid them, but she never moves.

Keep staring at him like this.

It's not that she didn't do it for him.

And last time it was willingly and even she took the initiative.

He wanted her to do this, but she would not refuse.

But to put it this way...there is a bit of humiliation for no reason, even a taste of deliberate humiliation.

He suspects that she likes what she said, or that he obviously doesn't believe it, so he uses this method to "prove" her.

I don't know how long time has passed, her voice rang in the bedroom, "Okay."

Mo Shiqian looked at her, his eyes darkened.

He raised his lips slightly and smiled lightly, "I was arguing about breaking up with me a few days ago, and today I suddenly loved me to the point where I could beg the best?"

Chi Huan didn't understand the hidden meaning in the man's words.

But she still took a deep breath, looked at him, and said softly, "If you want, I will satisfy you..."

Just as compensation for the pain she has imposed on him since this time.

What's more... She really has no reluctance.

The bedroom became very quiet.

Quiet enough to hear each other's breathing clearly.

Seeing Mo Shiqian did not speak, Chi Huan lowered his head and reached out to untie the belt of his bathrobe.

But before she completely unraveled, the man's voice rang above her head again, "Enough."

She stopped moving, looked up at him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Satisfy me if I want you?"

Chi Huan looked at him indifferently but still had gloomy eyebrows, replacing acquiescence with silence.

He put the glass of red wine in his hand, staring deep into her eyes, "Then you finish drinking it."

Needless to say, Chi Huan understood what it was almost instantly.

She bit her lip, her pupils dilated a little, "Mo Shiqian."

He didn't speak, just looked at her so lightly.

She said without thinking, "I don't drink."

The man smiled and said, "You drink it, you can not only satisfy me, but also save yourself from mental pain, and even enjoy pleasure... Why not, eh?"

Chi Huan's eyes were red, and she bit her red lips hard, as if only in this way could she suppress the tumbling emotions in her body, but still leaked the grievances, "What do you take me for?"

He smiled faintly and said calmly, "Woman, future wife, what do you think?"

Her eyes are so sore that she can barely maintain a steady voice, "Then I can stop drinking, I don't drink."

"reason?"

Reason... Does this need a reason?

Chi Huan did not speak, but the meaning of resistance was obvious.

The man was holding a red wine glass in one hand, pinching her chin in the other hand, and said with a low smile, "Before you married Mo Xiegu, because you were afraid that the night of the bridal chamber would not go well, you did not hesitate to give yourself medicine... Why did you come to me? Here, it won't work?"

"This is different!"

"What's the difference?"

This is different, and she can't tell what is different.

It's just intuition that this is different.

She doesn't like this.

She took a deep breath, still saying, "I don't want to drink."

Mo Shiqian always looked at her with his eyes low, his thin lips pursed with a faint smile, watching her stubbornness.

Nothing was said about it.

About a minute later, he put the red wine glass in his hand back on the table, and his palm fell on her waist, leading her to stand up.

"go to bed."

Throwing these two words down, the man got up and walked onto the bed with long legs.

Leave Chi Huan alone, without even looking at her.

Chi Huan bit his lip and watched him lift the quilt and lay on the bed. His heart was choked and his throat seemed to be compressed.

Mo Shiqian lay in the quilt. He probably didn't hear the woman's movement. He closed his eyes and said faintly, "Wait for me to hug you, or don't want to sleep with me?"

He said so, Chi Huan naturally walked over.

Climbed into the bed and turned off the light.

The man also stretched out his arm to turn off the light on his side.

The entire bedroom was completely plunged into darkness.

He slept on the side of the big bed and didn't mean to come over and hug her.

Chi Huan bit her lip and opened her eyes in the dark, unable to sleep for a long time.

After thinking about it for a long time, she still leaned against him under the quilt, her soft body leaning against him, and her head buried in the man's chest.

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and "looked at" her, then stretched out a hand to embrace her.

The man's response relieved her tense nerves and feelings of grievance. Chi Huan raised her head, her lips fell on his face, and kissed slowly, looking for his thin lips.

He closed his eyes and didn't mean to move, "Sleep."

She plucked up the courage and whispered, "You don't want... what I can do."

In the dark, she could not see his expression, but she still heard the short laugh, and the faint laughter was mixed with a faint mockery, "Are you sure you won't yell at the end of nausea, the condition worsens, and then blame me for ignoring How do you feel forced you to do it for me?"

He dare not.

The scale of this kind of thing was originally greater than the ordinary sex. Last time, she was shocked and moved by the hurt he made to endure the passion and desire. She wanted to please him so she was willing.

What would happen if he was unwilling to be sober... He didn't dare to take risks.

Chi Huan wanted to say that she wouldn't, but the words came to a halt.

Will it... She seems to be unsure, because it is not under her control.

So she didn't speak anymore, but still slept next to him.

………………

Mo Shiqian went to New York to pick up Fengxing and returned to China. He basically didn't have a rest and took a flight continuously, so this sleep time was extremely long, especially when he held a gentle woman in his arms, unconsciously satisfied.

Chi Huan woke up earlier than him——

For a while, she was a little unaccustomed to being locked tightly in her arms by the man's arms when she opened her eyes, and she felt as though she was confined in his arms and could not move much.

Turning his head slightly, he saw the handsome face of the man close at hand.

Maybe I fell asleep, without the coldness and estrangement of last night, and the occasional mockery that came out of the water.

He was basically next to her, with his chin buried in her shoulders.

Before going to bed last night, she took the initiative to lean on him and hugged him, but when she woke up, she was locked in his arms-the same as before. Looking at his handsome face, Chi Huan's blushing lips bent unconsciously and couldn't help but kiss his chin.

Then Mo Shiqian woke up.

He has been sleeping alone these days, so when something soft touches his cheek, he wakes up sharply.

Four eyes face each other.

Before Chi Huan could react, the man turned over and covered her body in the next second, and kissed her warmly.

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