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

In the four years she pursued Mo Xiegu, she had encountered all kinds of opponents, and every woman who might become a rival was strangled to death in the cradle by her before she even shot.

Su Yabing is her biggest opponent, but it is only one of them.

As long as she goes in now, tomorrow will still be her grand wedding.

She knew very well that if she had to choose between her and Su Yabing, Mo Xigu would definitely choose her.

However, even though reason had countless reasons to persuade her to go in, she still sat motionless in the driver's seat, looking at the windshield wipers, until the dim sky deepened.

The world outside the car seemed only heavy rain.

She looked up at the tall lamp in front of the villa, and the rain was particularly beautiful in the orange light.

The sky was completely dark.

Chi Huan reached out and took out the phone and tapped the screen. The time was clearly displayed on the lock screen.

18:13.

An hour has passed.

She pushed the door and got out of the car, and the cold rain and cold wind instantly covered her.

Chi Huan walked to the door of the villa and stood under the light. The shadow was stretched very long and the rain dripped on it.

She raised her hand to press the password, and then she remembered in vain that when she came last time, Mo Xiegu didn't tell her the password, she didn't know how to get in.

He retracted his hand and fell back to his side again.

She took out her mobile phone, opened the address book, and tapped the word Xigu to dial out.

The outside of the villa is cold and humid, and the inside of the villa is bright and warm.

In the living room.

Su Yabing's wet clothes have been changed, and even her hair has been blown dry. There are several bottles of wine on the coffee table, and she is drinking one by one.

When Mo Xiegu tried to stop her at the beginning, Su Yabing held the wine glass and raised her face and smiled at him, "Do you want me to attend your wedding tomorrow to see how beautiful your bride is in her wedding dress?"

He frowned and said solemnly, "Ya Bing."

"I won't go tomorrow. Today, this glass... is your wedding wine," she drank it all in one sip, with a blur of drunkenness in her eyes, emptied the glass and laughed, "I cheers, up to you."

Mo Xigu stared at her pale and thin face for a while, and finally poured a glass of wine without saying a word, raised his head and finished drinking, put the glass down, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry, between us, I am sorry for you. "

Because he was forced to go abroad, she thought of him under Yang Hao's madness and violence, even being imprisoned and drugged by his mother, she refused to commit herself to Yang Hao. But he will marry another woman tomorrow.

Su Yabing looked at him, smiled, and then continued to pour the wine, pouring himself glass by glass.

When the phone on the coffee table vibrated, there were already two empty wine bottles.

Su Yabing was about to pour the wine, and at a glance, she saw the words Chi Huan displayed on the screen, which immediately stung her eyes.

Mo Xigu also saw it.

A few seconds later, he still stretched out his hand to pick it up, sliding to answer, and his voice was extremely low, "Chi Huan."

The woman's voice on the phone remained the same, "Xigu, where are you?"

Moxigu was quiet, glanced at the woman who was smiling palely, and closed his eyes, "In the company, is there something?"

There was no word for a while.

He asked repeatedly, "Chi Huan, is there anything wrong?"

"Yes, come to my house and find me, I'll wait for you."

He frowned. "What's the matter."

"important things."

"okay, I get it."

"I wait for you."

He hummed, hung up the phone, and prepared to get the car key, but before his fingers touched, the man was suddenly hugged by the soft woman, and then followed closely, random, eager, unstructured kiss It fell on his lips with trembling and madness.

Su Yabing half-kneeled on the carpet, looking up at him with a tearful face, "Don't... go... Xigu, I love you, I missed you every day during my years in America..."

She couldn't cry, "Your mother gave me that kind of medicine... I'm all in my mind, so how can you treat this as your new house with her... How can you..."

Talking intermittently, she threw herself into his arms, put her hands around his neck, and kissed desperately again.

Outside the villa.

Chi Huan looked down at the phone screen that had been blurred by the rain.

16:50.

It has been half an hour since I hung up the phone.

…………

The 1999 box.

Feng Xing drank his cigarette, looked at the man who was drinking expressionlessly on the opposite sofa, squinted and sneered, "Dumped?"

Mo Shiqian's face was cold, his eyes were not raised.

Just because he didn't raise his eyes, he didn't see the vicious face behind the green smoke.

When drinking the second glass of wine, Mo Shiqian's eyebrows suddenly frowned. He raised his head and looked at the enthusiastic expression on the opposite Fengxing, and asked in a cold voice, "What did you put in my wine?"

Feng Xing removed the cigarette between his thin lips and smiled lightly, "It's the medicine you found for Chi Huan last time."

Mo Shiqian's eyebrows were gloomy, "Are you crazy?"

It was not his hindsight, and if anyone in this world could make Mo Shiqian unguarded, it must be popular.

Who would have thought that his idle pain would give him a spring medicine.

Feng Xing vomited a smoke ring, spread his hand slightly, with a thin smile on his lips, lazily said, "6437, you're a **** man, so you went to bed Liang Manyue, are you waiting for her to make a green leaf? grassland?"

Mo Shiqian's handsome face was still cold and indifferent.

Feng Xing kicked her long legs and laughed mercilessly, "I said you **** lack a part? If I have a fiancée, it will be the best for her to move until she is eighteen. Get married, what are you playing with innocent? Believe it or not, Tang Yueze will do her first?"

Mo Shiqian raised his eyelids and glanced at him, not salty and ironic, "You are quicker than anyone else. That woman was dealt with by you before she was 18 years old. She got herself from the army to prison. She is now your?"

The coquettish in Feng Xing's eyebrows disappeared, and instantly turned into a thick yin bird of prey.

Mo Shiqian held the wine glass, the blood in his body was already hot, and there was a faint urge to rise in his lower abdomen.

He frowned, put down his wine glass, and stood up. His handsome face was still ascetic and calm, with no fluctuations in sight, and there was no disorder in the steps taken by his long slender legs.

Hand opened the doorknob, his voice was cold, "6437?"

"roll!"

Mo Shiqian walked out.

6437, of course he also knew what password Fengxing would set him, and the door opened when he pushed it.

Walking through the entrance, you can see Liang Manyue sitting restlessly on the sofa at a glance.

Seeing him appear, she suddenly stood up from the sofa with a little shock and anger on her face, "You... asked someone to tie me over?"

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