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

The man had turned sideways, his arm was pulled, and he looked down at her again, "What?"

Chi Huan took him by the arm and sat up, fingers tightly clasped, looking at him without blinking, his voice was stiff, "Are you going to find Liang Manyue?"

Mo Shiqian stared at her with low eyes, curled his lips, smiled lightly, "Yes."

"I forbid you to go!"

The man's thin lips slowly uttered two words, "Reason?"

Chi Huan got out of the quilt, half-kneeled on the mattress with his arm, raised his head and kissed his lips.

Maybe it was her behaved and repeated initiative last night, maybe it was a good night's sleep that hugged her last night, Mo Shiqian's attitude was much better than last night, when she took the initiative to kiss him, he immediately hugged her waist with his backhand. Without thinking about it, he kissed back deeply.

The kiss was long and lingering, but it was still only a kiss.

She wrapped his neck, kissed his lips, chin, and even down again and again along the position of the Adam’s apple. She gasped gently for a woman. She stuck to him like a coquettish cat sticking to him. .

Mo Shiqian allowed her initiative and intimacy, did not push her away, just looked down, until her lips and tongue stretched to his collarbone, slurping a few shallow marks.

He raised his hand and touched her head, his low-pitched voice was unconsciously stained with a touch of doting, "Huanhuan, it's all right."

He said that he would tear her away from her.

Chi Huan immediately hugged him tighter, entangled him like a soft and beautiful beauty snake, "Don't go..."

In the same situation, she faced him and faced Mo Xiegu in two different moods. At this time, she noticed that she even spoke with a shallow tremor.

She whispered, "I...I drank the glass of red wine from last night..."

The man's pupils shrank slightly, then he raised his eyes and looked directly at the French window.

On the round table in front of the window, there were still the bottle of wine and a goblet of red wine.

Mo Shiqian pulled his lips, touched her head with his palm, and said faintly, "I went to see her just to deal with the aftermath. Some things need to be handled by me personally. Chi Huan, I have never liked her before, nor will I Yes, even if you make me angry, I won't do anything to her. You don't need to play this kind of trick to keep me."

He tried every means to keep her too late, how could he take the initiative to leave.

Hearing these words, Chi Huan couldn't tell what kind of taste he was like.

He explained to her that he had nothing to do with Liang Manyue, and she could also believe that he had nothing to do with the woman.

But... he didn't believe her.

She still hugged him tightly, "You let others go, whether I drink or not, you will know later."

Mo Shiqian raised his eyebrows, but still smiled faintly, "I asked you to drink it last night, and you refused to drink it as if I humiliated you. When you wake up, you suddenly communicate with each other, so take the initiative to drink?"

The meaning of what he said was still obviously unbelievable.

Chi Huan bit his lip, grabbed his clothes and refused to let go. His eyes were already red, "Don't you believe me, and you are not willing to stay and have a look? Is Liang Manyue dying or something urgent Do you have to go there yourself?"

The man lowered his head and glanced at the clothes he was grabbing. He still stretched out his hand to break her fingers apart, "Chi Huan, don't make trouble with me unreasonably."

Chi Huan didn't step forward anymore, and dropped his hand back to the bed, and didn't lift it up.

At the same time, her eyebrows drooped and her long hair fell, covering most of her face.

Mo Shiqian had already left the door.

A woman's low voice sounded behind him, "Don't you worry, if I really drink that glass of wine, what will happen?"

After a moment of silence, the man said, "I will let An Ke take you to the hospital."

She closed her eyes and said nothing.

As soon as the door opened and closed, silence was completely restored.

The medicinal effects in that glass of wine came on very slowly. It wasn't the kind that was dizzy or violent as soon as it came up. It should have been coordinated with the process of doing it, complementing each other, and it gradually became stronger.

Before he left, Chi Huan felt that his body quickly became hot and weak.

She put her hand on the mattress and turned to look at the red wine on the table...

If she didn't fill it up again, wouldn't he doubt that she didn't drink it?

She was just nervous at the time.

I also felt that if the cup was empty, it would appear too deliberate and too red.

After all, women care about the atmosphere and feeling in this matter, and don't like doing it for the sake of doing it.

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Mo Shiqian opened the door of Gust, got in the car, started the engine, reversed, and left the villa.

His eyes are straight ahead, his fingers are holding the steering wheel, and the outline of his profile looks indifferent and calm.

The appearance of the woman in front of him is always lingering in his mind.

Frowning, he touched the phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Mo, do you have any instructions?"

"Go to the villa to see Chi Huan. If she feels sick, call me and take her to the hospital."

"Okay, I will go now."

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Gradually dizzy and dazed, Chi Huan lay on the bed, curled up slowly holding the quilt.

So sad.

So empty.

It seemed that countless ants were gnawing at her body, driving her as if every nerve was going crazy.

She missed him...

Want him very much.

In her mind, there were images of them playing together.

She didn't want to think about it, but her body recalled automatically, like Wangmei quenched her thirst, but the clearer the picture of the memory was, the more she was on the verge of collapse.

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When An Ke knocked on the bedroom door, there was no response.

She frowned, "Miss Chi, are you there?"

Just now Li Ma said that Miss Chi had never gone downstairs, she should still be in the bedroom.

"Miss Chi, are you asleep?"

"Miss Chi, would you please reply to me if you are here?"

An Ke frowned more and more. She had been with Chi Huan for a long time, and she knew more or less about her living habits. For example, she slept very lightly and couldn't be disturbed. She would definitely wake up as usual.

"Miss Chi, Mr. Mo asked me to come back and see you... If you don't reply, I will come in."

There is still dead silence without any movement.

An Ke reached out and unscrewed the doorknob of the bedroom and pushed open the door.

You can see the bed at a glance, but you can also see no one on the messy bedding.

Just about to exit, the corner of my eye suddenly saw the closed bathroom door and the light that was lit inside, and I could hear the sound of water when I walked two steps inside.

She walked over and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Miss Chi... are you inside?"

There was no response inside for a while, An Ke was about to knock again, Chi Huan's voice already sounded, "I'm taking a bath."

"Are you uncomfortable?"

It was quiet for a while.

"No, you go out, I want to take a bath, don't bother me again."

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