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

She lowered her head and bit on the man's shoulder, wishing to bite off a piece of meat like a vent, "Can't you finish drinking water?"

"You are so useless, how do I know when I can finish it."

Is she useless?

Chi Huan was no longer willing to communicate with this man who didn't even show up.

She bit her lip without saying a word or answering his questions. She closed her mouth and closed her eyes. She felt so tired again, so she leaned on the man's shoulder and fought with him.

Mo Shiqian stopped and looked down at her, "Your apartment is almost 300 square meters. If you enjoy this position and want me to hold you around the whole house, you can just say it."

"In the restaurant."

The man raised his eyebrows and glanced at it. It was easy to see where the restaurant was.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the food at that table at a glance.

There are soup, meat, vegetarian, several kinds, very rich.

If it's not cold, it can probably be called the color and fragrance.

Mo Shiqian's eyes immediately chilled.

Of course he would not think that Chi Huan did it himself, and he had never thought of this possibility.

Since she was a child, she has been a young lady with ten fingers and never touched the sun. Even when they were together, she had cooked once, but only once...

Although he didn't eat it or even saw it, the level can be imagined.

He thought that even if she was with the surname Yin, it was just the beginning, otherwise he would not send her back and leave after a few minutes...

So this is...Is it in the room?

He curled his lips and let out a cold smile from his throat, "Does the surname Yin cook for you?"

Chi Huan frowned, knowing that he had misunderstood, and was too lazy to explain.

"Didn't you come to drink water?"

"Just like a man who can cook so much?"

Chi Huan felt that he was upset again.

She didn't want to talk to him, but she couldn't ignore the sensory stimulation that was amplified.

"Mo Shiqian, can you just go ahead?"

The man ignored her, and did not go to the place to collect the water, but walked to the dining table and put her on the table——

To be precise, she was put on the tabletop, because... not separate.

So cold...

Chi Huan opened his eyes wide, not knowing what he wanted to do, and looked at him in panic, "What are you doing?"

He is really getting more and more perverted, even more perverted than she thought and imagined.

The man glanced at the food and said lightly, "Tired, take a rest, you must know that walking like this is very tired."

Chi Huan, "..."

There is no lower limit when a man plays hooligans with you, except for being more hooligans than him, he can only choose to shut up.

She turned her face aside.

Mo Shiqian didn't care either. He wrapped one hand around her waist and moved a little closer, and the other hand reached directly behind her.

After a while, Chi Huan realized that he was eating the food she cooked.

And it is directly by hand.

She turned her head to look at him. This behavior should have been very inconsistent with his high-cold president's etiquette, but his slow and organized appearance still appeared very elegant, a gesture of savoring slowly.

Then the eyebrows frowned, showing a critical look, and said lightly, "The meat is getting old."

Chi Huan, "..."

Following him, he squeezed the vegetables again, he was still picky and scornful, "I won't pick fresh vegetables."

Chi Huan, "..."

"I didn't make it for you, so what?"

"No level means no level, can't you say it?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She was annoyed.

She has been cooking for several years. In order to make a living when she had no money, she couldn't afford the delicious food outside, and she couldn't eat the cheap ones, so she had to keep the money to buy ingredients and eat it herself.

Later, when she became rich, cooking became fun. Although not very often, she would use it for entertainment when she had time.

No level is no level?

Chi Huan turned to look at him, a smile appeared on her face, "Mo Shiqian."

"Ok?"

She smiled deeper, "Did you have too many women in the past few years and have used up your kidneys?"

The man didn't speak, staring at her quietly, staring at her.

After a while, he uttered four words with a smile, "Do you want to pick something?"

"I feel uncomfortable and unsatisfied is just picking things up. Mr. Mo, are you? Glass heart is so hard that you can't listen to the truth? Ah... but you are thirty, you have passed the peak of a man... Ah. "

Suddenly, Chi Huan screamed, and his nails almost fell into the man's shoulder.

Mo Shiqian lowered his head, staring at her, and said a word from his throat, "Chi Huan, are you looking for death?"

When she said this, she was mentally prepared to be tossed by a man...

Even ordinary men can't listen to such words, let alone Mo Shiqian...

He is now full of possessiveness and conquest, how can he allow the woman under him to question his "ability".

She couldn't stand it in a few minutes.

But the man was fierce, and he didn't mean to slow down, especially a pair of eyes staring at her calmly, even if they gradually covered a layer of blood, it only added a layer of horror to this calmness.

Chi Huan felt that--

I have noticed since I was in the hotel that morning that when the man pressed her and forced her to do with him, he liked to torture her and watch her lose control more than venting himself.

I just said a few words that provoked him. If she didn't torture her until she cried and begged for mercy, she probably wouldn't stop.

Mo Shiqian saw that she was close to the limit of her opening, smiled low, raised her hand and squeezed her chin and kissed her for half a minute, then said faintly, "Isn't it comfortable enough?"

Chi Huan couldn't help it, and finally gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Enough or not enough?"

She bit her lip and nodded.

"Say, I can't understand dumb language."

Chi Huan's trimmed nails went deeper into the man's shoulders.

"Soo...comfortable."

"Satisfied?"

"……Yes."

Mo Shiqian held the corners of her lips, raised her other hand and slowly rubbed her lips, and said in a low voice, "It looks like you haven't tasted this table of food yet. Try it... Tell me. Is it delicious?"

The hints in his actions were so obvious, Chi Huan certainly understood what he meant, and he couldn't really let her taste the food on the table.

Her expression changed, "Mo Shiqian, can you not be so perverted and disgusting?"

He looked at her and smiled in his spare time, and slowly said lazily, "Aside from abnormality and nausea, do you have no other words?"

"You have nothing but pervert and nausea now!"

The man smiled lowly, with a long and **** voice, a little playful, and some unspeakable meaning, "Huanhuan, if I just met you just now, I really want to think you are a shameless little virgin. It’s just a finger, it’s disgusting and disgusting... Then how do you describe the ones you’ve tasted before, eh?"

before……

Chi Huan bit his lip heavily, "I don't want it, Mo Shiqian, don't disgust me anymore."

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