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

In the end, her consciousness became confused, she even forgot who was drugged.

Did he also take medicine...

It was so crazy, as if controlled by something, nightmare stopped.

When she lost consciousness and woke up again, she only felt that she was transparent from the inside out, and her whole body was stained with the strong breath of a man, lingering, drowning her breath and everything.

The eyelashes moved, and the eyes slowly opened, and the man's low, refreshing and spoiled voice sounded over his head, "Wake up? Go down to eat?"

Chi Huan looked at the man sitting by the bed.

The handsome face under the black short hair is not as indifferent and cold as usual, covered with a thin layer of gentle warmth, dark and deep eyes looking at her, very focused.

He was wearing a white shirt, clean and dust-free, without any wrinkles.

At first glance, he looks well dressed.

Like everything she experienced, it was only her imagination and hallucinations.

She was a little dazed and slow, and still sat up slowly.

It just didn't take the man's outstretched arm.

There is no uncomfortable sticky feeling on the body, it should have been washed or wiped carefully, but the soreness of the whole body is so clear that it cannot be ignored.

Looking down at her body, it was not the bathrobe she had wrapped up from the bathroom, but a soft nightdress with a waistcoat, with large hickeys on her chest, interlaced with blue and purple, as if she had been ravaged to the extreme.

There was no expression on her face, it was faint, and there was some unobviously cold.

Mo Shiqian stretched out his hand to hold her face, stared at her and asked in a low voice, "Should I take you down to eat, or should I let Ma Li upstairs to eat?"

Such a voice is already very gentle to this man.

Chi Huan actually wanted to say that she didn't eat it either.

It's not that I want to make trouble with him, but I really don't have any appetite.

But she also understood his temper, it was impossible not to eat.

She replied casually, "Bring it up."

As he said, he pulled his hand away and opened the quilt to get out of bed.

Mo Shiqian reached out to hug her, but was avoided.

With soft fur on her fine white feet, she was about to stand up immediately...

The next second, he fell into the man's arms with a soft leg.

He hugged her horizontally, bowed his head and kissed her face, "Where do you want to go?"

The legs were really sore, and Chi Huan didn't bother to leave, so he let him hold and said lightly, "The cloakroom, I want to change clothes."

Change clothes?

When the man's eyes darkened, a thought came out.

Change clothes, she wants to leave?

Even though he guessed so, he still didn't say a word, and walked away with his long legs and hugged her out.

Except for the strength on the arm, it is a bit heavier.

Mo Shiqian carried her to the cloakroom before putting it down.

She didn't look at him either, she opened the cabinet and picked a red sweater with a half-high collar and a cashmere skirt that stretched to the knees from inside, holding them down and walking out the door.

Before reaching the door, he was picked up by the man behind him.

Chi Huan did not speak, nor objected.

Mo Shiqian took her back to the bed.

She raised her eyes, "I want to change clothes, you go out first."

He bowed his head and looked at her face, "If you feel unwell, I'll change it for you, eh?"

She lowered her eyes, "Aren't you going to let me eat? Go and bring lunch."

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while, but finally obeyed her and went down to bring up the food.

After he closed the door, Chi Huan took a long breath of relief.

But there was still no emotional change on her face, she just picked up the clothes and started to change.

Legs-my heart hurts, my two legs are shaky, and my whole body's skeleton feels falling apart.

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When Mo Shiqian came up with food, she was already sitting on the sofa in front of the window, curled up, looking out the window quietly.

The hair is tied up, although it looks casual.

The look of ecstasy, like a soul out of the body.

He even had the illusion of losing her absurdly.

The man is holding the dinner plate in one hand, and the other hand is about to remove all the red wine and red wine glasses from the table...

"Let it go."

Chi Huan raised his head, looked at him with a pair of eyes, and said faintly, "The taste is pretty good, you can drink before and after meals."

Mo Shiqian frowned, "Huanhuan."

"Reluctant to give it to me? Or is there medicine in the whole bottle...cough, cough..."

As she was talking, she coughed suddenly.

After soaking in the cold water for an hour in the weather that has just passed in the deep winter, Chi Huan obviously still has signs of a cold with a woman who is not weak but not very strong.

Mo Shiqian's eyebrows wrinkled more instantly.

He put down the dinner plate at will, leaned over and raised her face, and asked in a low, tight voice, "Have a cold?"

Chi Huan patted his hand away and said indifferently, "Probably, just take some medicine later."

It's just a cold, no matter how serious it is, everyone will catch a cold.

After a moment, she said again, "I'm hungry."

When she said that, Mo Shiqian didn't say anything else for the time being. He stretched out the rice, vegetables, and soup one by one in front of her. The chopsticks and spoon were also passed into her hand.

Of course, he still took the bottle of red wine and glass.

The man whispered gently, "You eat first, I'll come back to clean up later."

Chi Huan didn't say much, didn't even look at him, so he hummed, and then bowed his head to eat.

I didn't feel hungry.

But seeing this delicious food, the smell is so amazing, I still feel hungry.

Mo Shiqian went out and went to the medicine cabinet to get cold medicine.

After reading the instructions one by one, I called and consulted the doctor before returning to the upstairs with the selected medicine.

I soaked a glass of milk and put the medicine by the bed, ready for her to take it half an hour after a meal.

She ate, he took a chair and sat across from her.

"Huanhuan."

Chi Huan's eyelashes moved, she put down the spoon she was drinking soup, looked up at him, and said lightly, "You don't have to face me with this guilty gesture..."

She lifted the corners of her lips and smiled without a smile, "I chose to drink that glass of wine. It's normal if you don't believe me... After all, I broke up with you some time ago, and later agreed to pick it up at the airport. You have missed an appointment again...so you don’t trust me, or think...Miss Liang, who was hospitalized for your injury, is more important than me. It’s just human nature. Anyway, you left or didn’t come back. In other words, it was just a cold injury... nothing serious."

The man frowned and then frowned, lowered his voice and emphasized, "She is no more important than you."

She smiled lightly and said, "She is not important or... if it is not important, you leave me alone for an unimportant existence? You won't even stay to see the authenticity?"

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