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

"Mo Shiqian, you are really bad and disgusting!"

He gave a low, short laugh, and then softened again, "No matter how bad or disgusting, you can only eat it."

"I eat it myself!"

The man calmly said, "The opportunity is given to you, it is you who are going to make trouble or fall, no more."

"I'm not eating anymore."

He raised his eyelids and glanced at her, his thin lips uttered three words, "Want to make trouble?"

Chi Huan wanted to draw the intravenous needle several times, but every time he was cold, his eyes stopped with ironic and ironic expression.

She knew that he would do it when he said it, and he could do such disgusting things, and there was something he couldn't do if he dared not do it.

She no longer knows whether anyone in this world can cure him.

The last bowl of white porridge was still fed like this.

Chi Huan used her sleeve to rub her lips vigorously. Although she knew that such a gesture had no meaning in nature, and was even naive, if she did nothing, her emotions could not vent.

She looked at the handsome and deserted face of the man, and only felt that when the man was still, Meicheng was an oil painting, and she did not want to feed her mouthfuls of porridge at all.

She coldly said sarcastically, "Mo Shiqian, not seeing you in a few years is a qualitative leap. Is your wife a master, or have you been looking for women to train you?"

She really feels that this man has "improved" in all aspects, not as cold and hard as five years ago, becoming gentle, even talking about love...

It was too cool, as if no one could see his sincerity.

Mo Shiqian glanced at her and said faintly, "If you are so interested in her and want to know her, I don't mind recommending you."

"you……"

Referral?

"Have you raised a mistress all these years, until she is used to it, and you can even be generous and friendly as sisters with them?"

He will come back to find her, is it just a temporary rise?

Because her agent approached him and said she could sleep in his bed—

Then he remembered, oh, Chi Huan, the woman who once dumped him, it would be nice to sleep again.

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at her carelessly, with a smile in his voice, "Why, do you really want to be the only mistress?"

Chi Huan stared at him, smiled suddenly, his voice turned and became very soft, "Do you want to know, when I dumped you back then, do I regret it now?"

The man’s thin lips curled up, and the arc was cold. He was gently wiping his fingers with a tissue, "I have never seen the word regret from you."

Chi Huan was startled, but he didn't expect him to say that.

After a while, she pursed her lips and said, "You will never show up, I might regret it, but Mo Shiqian, do you think I will regret having dumped a man who wanted to raise a lover by any means and he wanted to bring it to his wife? "

Mo Shiqian squeezed the paper for wiping his fingers into a ball, and when he threw it away, it fell into the trash basket in the corner.

Then he stood up, inserted his hands slowly into the trouser pockets of his trousers, with a thin smile on his lips, the lower the voice, the stronger the irony, "Yan Ze, you regret that you have never thought about raising love. Woman, a man with only a wife and a woman?"

The man stretched out his hand and patted her face gently, and said softly, "Huanhuan, I have no illusions about you... Why do you remember me in the past, eh?"

…………

Chi Huan stayed in the hospital for two days.

Mo Shiqian spent the morning in the ward on the morning she was sent over, left in the afternoon, came over at night, and then went back around nine o'clock—

She guessed that he should be home.

When he was in the ward, except for work matters, someone called him. She had never seen his wife call him, but he was also "behaved" and would be back at nine o'clock.

Because she was ill, she and Mo Shiqian had nothing to do in the past two days, and of course, because she cooperated with meals, medicines and injections, she had never "troubled".

On the morning of the third day, Chi Huan was discharged from the hospital. He did not show up and did not call her.

She is not lost, and she will never allow herself to feel this way...

She just hates this feeling too much, everything she has is in the control of that man, and he really regards her as a mistress who is raised outside, think about it, have time, come and see When she was out of time or in the mood, she was thrown into one hundred and eighty-thousand miles away, and she couldn't make calls, as if she didn't exist.

Now it’s not like having bodyguards following her five years ago, but she also knew that someone was staring at her, and he was not afraid of her running away.

Ning Youran came to the hospital to pick her up.

"Huanhuan...Do you want to tell him clearly what happened five years ago?"

Ning Youran actually didn't know what happened five years ago, and she didn't know why Chi Huan wanted to break up with Mo Shiqian. Chi Huan didn't say it, and she didn't ask.

I only vaguely felt that it was her scar. Although over the years, except for the difficulty of being blocked for the first two years, she didn't seem to be particularly painful at other times.

Chi Huan shook the car window open, letting the cold wind in, and muttered, "Speak clearly... what?"

"That kid... You broke up because of that kid... didn't you? He knows that if you didn't deliberately remove the kid, he shouldn't hate you so much again..."

With long hair fluttering, it quickly became messy.

child……

The child is the last boulder that crushes their relationship and the root of his hatred for her now.

She did not question the possibility of the existence of this child. It was the most fatal mistake she made, although even if she knew it, she might not be able to keep it.

Chi Huan raised his hand and slowly inserted his fingers into her long hair, "I don't know how to say... I don't know where to start, let alone how to make him believe it, and I don't know... Now let’s talk about it. What's the point of things."

He has been married for four and a half years, which is longer than the time they met and spent together.

And she could see that he didn't mean to divorce...

Ning Youran looked at her depressed and perplexed face, and asked cautiously, "Huanhuan... you really... never thought about... staying with him again?"

Together again?

Saying that I haven't thought about it, it's all a lie.

When she dreamed back at midnight, she always imagined that if they met again, she would be able to be together again... to let go of the past, as if nothing happened, or, never met.

Chi Huan tilted his head against Ning Youran's shoulder, letting her long hair blow on her face, her voice murmured softly, and was taken away by the wind blowing in, "Youran... he is not my Mo Shiqian anymore. He is no longer mine...not even Mo Shiqian anymore."

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