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

She didn't think Liang Manyue was very important to him.

She just felt that she was not important to him.

Mo Shiqian looked at her, and after a while, he still faintly replied, "Because I don't think you will really drink it, probably because I am unwilling to come back to me, looking for trouble and wanting to make trouble."

Chi Huan looked at him, her fingers froze slightly.

The man said it was an understatement, and there were no obvious mood swings on her face.

She lowered her head, holding the spoon and continued to drink the soup slowly.

After finishing a bowl of soup, she picked up the chopsticks again, then looked up at him and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"No."

"Are you going to watch me eat?"

He stared at her extremely deeply, "I don't think you want to eat with me."

"Well, I eat mine, you go back to the restaurant to eat."

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while, "After you finish eating, I will go to the restaurant to eat."

Chi Huan said nothing.

She ate very slowly, not deliberately slowing down, but basically maintained her usual eating speed.

There was no dialogue or communication between the two. One lowered his head to eat, and the other watched her eating without moving his eyes.

Silent and weird silence.

After the meal, she took a paper towel and slowly wiped her lips.

She glanced at the man who reached out to pack things, pursed her lips, "You can let Li Ma clean up."

Mo Shiqian didn't reply to these words, but said in a low voice, "Just finished eating, go down with me, take a walk and digest?"

"Body hurts."

The man's eyes darkened, "Okay, sit for a while. If you want to sleep, wait until you finish taking the medicine."

Chi Huan nodded.

She is indeed a little sleepy, maybe a cold is coming and her head is a little dizzy.

After yawning, Chi Huan leaned sideways on the back of the sofa, and squinted his eyes to take a nap in the lazy sunshine coming in from the window after noon.

When Mo Shiqian came back about half an hour later, what she saw was the appearance of her curled up on the sofa, the light golden sunlight fell on half of her face, the quiet light and dark intertwined, the delicate white face, kind of Fantasy illusion.

The man bent over and picked her up from the sofa.

Chi Huan woke up immediately, she frowned and looked at him.

"Go back to bed and sleep."

She did not speak, nor objected.

Including the fact that when the man passed the milk and cold medicine that had only leftover heat into her hand, she ate them all without even looking at them.

Those cold medicines are not very effective and basically prevent colds. After all, she is still in the preliminary stage.

Mo Shiqian sat on the head of the bed, stroked her face with closed eyes with his fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Are you to blame me?"

Her eyes are closed.

Hearing this, the eyelashes moved slightly, "No."

"If you blame me, you don't need to bear it."

Chi Huan was silent for a long time, until Mo Shiqian thought she was asleep, so he got up and went out.

But she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, "I don't know if I blame you, but I am very angry and don't want to care about you."

The man who was about to get up was stunned for a few seconds, and then leaned forward, his thin lips about to be printed on her lips.

With a curl of Chi Huan's face, the kiss fell on her cheek.

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes, stretched out his fingers and forced them across her face, and kissed her lips.

But did not kiss her deeply, but finally kissed the corner of her lips again, and said dumbly, "Good afternoon."

………………

Chi Huan slept until evening, and when he got up, it was already dark outside.

Her whole person--

Just like the last time I spent a night in the cold water at Wenhai Hotel, I was in a complete mess.

With Venus in the eyes, dizziness, height and fever, the nose is so blocked that I don't want to talk, and the throat is so painful that swallowing is difficult.

Basically, I can't get up.

When I wake up and open my eyes, the room is full of darkness and silence, which makes people feel empty and terrible.

Did he not come back...

A woman is uncomfortable when she is sick, and she is uncontrollable weak when she is uncomfortable——

Or it’s not the case of women, but the whole of humanity.

She reached out and touched the other pillow, took it and hugged it in her arms, sniffing the breath on it, feeling confused, and groping around for a long time before touching her mobile phone.

The light on the screen made her eyes hurt.

It's half past six in the afternoon.

A record of missed calls comes from Moxiegu.

She hasn't contacted him for two days.

I wanted to return a call, but my throat was so painful that I didn't want to talk, so I took a lot of effort to compile a text message.

[I have a cold. I didn't receive your call when I was sleeping in the afternoon. Are you better? 】

She just wanted to put down the phone and continue to sleep, and her hand shook before she let it go.

The words "Moxigu" light up on the screen.

She didn't want to answer for a few seconds, but the phone that he dialed in seconds seemed too deliberate not to answer, so she still clicked to answer, "Xigu."

With those heavy nasal sounds, anyone could hear that she had a serious cold.

The man on the other side of the phone frowned, "You were so well the other day, why are you suddenly so sick?"

"It's just a cold. People catch a cold once a year."

"Are you at home alone? Have you eaten, have you taken any medicine, do you want Ning Youran to accompany you and bring you something to eat? Or if you are at No. 10 Mingdi... I will call the doctor over?"

Mo Xigu's voice was obviously concerned, and Chi Huan could of course hear it.

Her nose was a little sour, causing some touches and unknown grievances.

"I'm here in Mo Shiqian."

After a long period of silence on the phone, he said indifferently, "Reconciled?"

"Well... be it."

She didn't explain too much, and he didn't ask too much.

He just smiled and joked, "You got a bad cold just after you made up. It seems that he doesn't take care of people as I thought."

Mo Shiqian gave outsiders two obvious feelings, indifference, but thoughtful.

"No matter how careful you are, you can't completely avoid a cold...I'm fine, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I should be able to leave the hospital after a period of recuperation."

"Discharged?"

He smiled and said, "Well, are you coming to see me off?"

Chi Huan was silent for a while, "I will see you again when I have time."

"Then I wait."

She was very casual, and he seemed to just reply casually.

But this joke can't withstand careful knocks.

…………

After hanging up Mo Xiegu's call, Chi Huan turned her cell phone boringly, and the phone rang suddenly.

It is a strange number.

She hesitated for a while, but still answered the phone.

Because of her sore throat, she was emotionally exhausted and did not take the initiative to speak.

The voice over there sounded first, "Miss Chi?"

This voice... is Liang Manyue.

A chaotic thought emerged from Chi Huan's chaotic brain.

Mo Shiqian hasn't gone home yet... won't he be with Liang Manyue?

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