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

There are many kinds of aphrodisiac medicine.

Those with light drug effect, severe drug effect, slow onset, fast onset, short drug effect, and long drug effect.

Will produce hallucinations, and will not produce hallucinations.

The type that Mo Shiqian put in the red wine is the type that has a light effect and a slow onset...but the effect is long.

Chi Huan listened to the beep of the phone being hung up, and there was nothing in his mind. The phone was thrown aside at any time, raised his eyes and looked at Ma Li, and said faintly, "I know, you go out first, I'll wait I can charge myself."

Ma Li was not at ease with her, although she agreed, but her tired and indifferent expression made people uneasy.

"but……"

"Go out, I'm not used to being naked in front of others."

"Hey... Then I'll go down and make **** tea for you. I hope you have made it out when I come back... Otherwise, I'll call Mr. Mo again."

What Chi Huan didn't say, only a simple word.

Ma Li gave her a few consecutive glances, then took the door and went out.

It wasn't until the bedroom door was vaguely heard that Chi Huan put his hand on the edge of the bathtub and stood up from the cold water with his body.

When I first soaked in, she felt a piercing pain. After soaking for an hour, her flesh and blood were numb to no sense.

Wiping her body indiscriminately, she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

I still feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but it is not so strong, in the category of barely able to endure.

When Li Ma came in with the **** tea and knocked on the door, Chi Huan was already curled up in the quilt, her eyes closed as if she was asleep.

Ma Li put the **** tea on the bed, reached out and touched her hand, and she was immediately surprised by the cold.

"Miss Chi, did you just take a hot bath? Why are your hands so cold?"

She closed her eyes quietly, without any response, and her eyelashes did not move.

Madam Li was worried that she would catch a cold, so after thinking about it, she reached out and pushed her, "Miss Chi...you get up and drink the **** soup first, otherwise you will catch a cold if you catch a cold."

Just when Ma Li thought she couldn't wake her Liushen Wuzhu, the woman on the bed opened her eyes again and took a look at her slowly, "Let it go, I'll drink it later when it cools down."

"but……"

"I want to sleep, go out, don't disturb me."

She had such an attitude. After all, she was the hostess of the house. Ma Li didn't dare to interfere too much. She went downstairs accurately and called Mo Shiqian again, because Chi Huan looked ill.

"Then you have a good rest."

After Li Ma left, Chi Huan's opened eyes quickly closed.

Her head is dizzy and her body is still uncomfortable.

The man's face is still full of mind.

Indifferent, gentle, petting, and he broke her hand... let her not make a fuss unreasonably.

Intertwined and mixed together like a horse watching flowers, it is not clear whether it is a bone-broken miss or a bitter blame...

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Just as Li Ma picked up the landline next to the sofa and was about to dial Mo Shiqian's phone, she heard the sound of the car's engine ringing in the yard.

She put down the phone and was about to go out to see. As soon as she left the house, she saw the man coming down from the car with long legs and walking quickly toward this side. His handsome face was extremely tight, and heavy clouds were covered.

Mo Shiqian entered the door and glanced at Ma Li when changing shoes, his voice was also particularly deep, "How is she?"

"Miss Chi said that she wanted to sleep... Tell us not to disturb. I made **** tea for her. I don't know if she drinks..."

When he finished speaking, the man who had changed his shoes had already strode towards the top of the stairs.

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Pushing open the bedroom door, Mo Shiqian could see a bulge on the bed at a glance, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Although he knew, she was in the bedroom.

But seeing it with his own eyes, he still felt that a heart had returned to the distance.

Taking the door with him, Mo Shiqian walked to the bedside.

The **** tea on the bedside was still steaming hot, and the air also smelled of ginger.

The woman's face was buried in the soft pillow, her eyes closed tightly, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, she didn't know what nightmare she had during her sleep, or she was uncomfortable.

Her arm was outside the quilt, and the man reached out to hold it.

Soft and boneless, cool without temperature.

Two words spilled from the man's throat, "Huanhuan."

She did not wake up, nor did she stretch her eyebrows.

Mo Shiqian twisted his eyebrows, clinging to her fingers and placing them on his lips, the warm thin lips tossing on each of her fingers.

Chi Huan's consciousness was chaotic and vague, but she could still feel something squishy and itchy to touch her fingers, and she tried little by little to hook her crazy impulse that was finally suppressed.

She frowned tighter and pulled her hand back.

Mo Shiqian watched her withdraw her hands that he didn't even know whether to return to the quilt intentionally or unintentionally. He got up and took possession of her body, enveloping her with a recognizable masculine aura.

Chi Huan opened his eyes.

She looked at him, close at hand, less than a centimeter away, but her eyes were scattered, as if the focus was not focused on his face at all.

The man's slightly rough fingers stroked her cheeks, and his low voice coaxed her hoarsely, "Hey, Huanhuan, you get up and drink **** tea first... Ma Li said you were soaked in cold water."

"Mo Shiqian..."

He whispered, "sorry."

While talking, the man reached out and hugged her, trying to put his arms in his arms.

Her body is very soft, which sometimes gives the illusion of weakness.

Her body was still cold, and the too low temperature seemed to be clearly accusing him of his mistake.

He suddenly couldn't remember what he was thinking when he left.

Even if she hadn't drunk the glass of red wine, she already whispered and hoped that he would stay... even if she was lying, so what.

If she wants him to stay, he should stay instead of looking for another woman.

He had seen Mo Xigu made such a mistake with his own eyes.

She also knew how much damage such a mistake would cause her, just like her feelings for Mo Xiegu... the outside looked calm, it had already collapsed from the inside.

The clearer the thought, the more force he held the woman's arm.

As if wishing to cut her into her own blood.

Chi Huan felt painful and uncomfortable... Instinctively, he struggled vigorously to push him away.

"let me go……"

She did hurt because he was really too strong.

She is also really uncomfortable...

His breath, voice, and even such a seamless fit distance made her feel restless again with the desire and emptiness under the piercing cold.

Consciousness, but clear thinking dripping out of water——

She didn't want anything to happen to him at this time.

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