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

The man looked at her coldly, and did not speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.

It wasn't for this reason at the beginning, but when I went to see her last night, I thought she would not open the door for him, so I thought about it by the way, but there was nothing to explain.

Chi Huan then asked again, "Then what kind of answer do you want to get...or, are you satisfied with the reaction you see me now?"

satisfaction?

What her reaction could satisfy him.

How does her reaction to other men satisfy him?

Is it as cold-blooded and affectionate as he was at the beginning, or is it as deep and affectionate as the opposite to him?

No, neither, neither will satisfy him.

In fact, it didn't make any sense.

There was an indifferent smile on his lips, "You are still you, and you never squat with reality. It's just that it's better for him than for me... But it's normal, a man who entangles you. , It’s naturally different from a boyfriend who was forcibly taken apart."

"Then why are you wasting time on me?"

"Didn't I say it?"

He said it, in his own bathroom.

Because he felt boring, felt unwilling, and wanted to watch her in pain.

Chi Huan looked at him and said nothing.

The man didn't mean to continue talking to her, he clasped her wrist and pulled her out staggeringly.

Parking lot outside the hospital.

Mo Shiqian pulled the driver's seat away and said coldly, "Go up."

"You want me to drive?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at her coldly, "I'm hurt."

Chi Huan pursed her lips, "Do you want me to take you home? Are you really afraid that Tangtang knows that you raised a woman outside, right?"

She saw the relationship between him and Xia Tangtang and Little Mango. She didn't think that Mo Shiqian was as rampant as he had said before, and she didn't fear that she would know if he dared to bring his lover to his wife.

The man sneered, "Who said I want to go home?"

"Where are you going if you are injured and will not be hospitalized or go home?"

Mo Shiqian said lightly, "Go to your house."

Chi Huan's eyes widened at once, and he said without thinking, "No."

He ignored her refusal and still said calmly, "Tangtang knows that I am injured and will be worried."

"What does it matter to me that your wife is sad?"

"It's none of your business, my business, I won't go back."

Chi Huan turned his face to one side and said coldly, "Then you go to Fengxing, I can send you there."

"I am not interested in living with men."

"live?"

He still wants to live with her?

"Well, it won't be enough in a day or two."

Chi Huan looked at his face that couldn’t be ostentatious and slick, and said amusedly, “You think I’m an ignorant 17-year-old girl or a sex-hungry, let you come into my house, not a free prostitute. What is it? Still live, a free prostitute for a long time?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her, "I hurt my waist, and I can't get on you even if you are hungry and thirsty, but if you really need it, I can allow you to sit up and do it yourself, or use your fingers to help you."

Chi Huan directly ignored his last half of the meaty words.

"You hurt your waist?"

"Ok."

"Which way?"

Mo Shiqian twitched his lips, thinking she was concerned about his injury, and replied lightly, "Right."

She picked up the handbag in her hand and slammed it towards the man's waist unexpectedly.

In the middle of the sore spot——

The man bends down slightly and supports him.

Chi Huan had guessed right before. He hit the low cabinet and was hit by the baton in the same place. It was actually very painful, but he kept resisting. When Tang Yueze pushed Chi Huan over, he pulled her when he picked her up. After a moment, the injury got serious.

She was slightly startled, but she didn't expect that he seemed to be seriously injured.

She knew how badly he was injured and wouldn't say a word. She didn't have any offensive power with just one handbag. His reaction was too conditioned, neither pretending, nor because it might indeed hurt.

"You... are you hurt badly?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her gloomily, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to beat Tang Yueze? Are you still hitting my sore spot?"

The fall was because of her, and the failure to avoid the vital point was also because he wanted to protect her. Later, he took her and aggravated the injury.

Chi Huan curled his lips, "You deserve it, you did it yourself first."

The man stared at her without saying a word, cold and cold, as if he was about to eat her.

She pursed her lips and said, "If you are really hurt so badly, then live in the hospital and let your wife take care of you. I can't cure your waist." Then, she added viciously, "Your waist If the injury hurts the kidney, don’t say your wife doesn’t want you and I don’t want you. I think no woman will want you if you have money."

When Mo Shiqian heard this, he was not angry but chuckled, "Why, are you now willing to admit that you are usually taken care of by me?"

Chi Huan's face was expressionless, and the bag in his hand was slammed on his waist again.

But this time she was unsuccessful. The man quickly clasped her wrist with eyesight and hands. He squinted and said with a dangerous expression, "You touch my waist again, and I will ask the court to sue you for intentional injury."

Sue her?

Injury deliberately?

He had the face to say this, the most deliberately hurting himself the most, and he was ashamed to be confident.

Chi Huan pulled her hand back vigorously, "I won't let you live in my house, you die of your heart."

Although they are already a couple of cheating dogs.

But before, it was about sex. If you live together... live together, that's nothing.

Mo Shiqian didn't have the patience to chat with her outside the door of the hospital, and finally asked nonchalantly, "Are you going to get in the car?"

She turned around and left.

His injuries were all caused by him. Yin Chengfeng was injured much more severely than him, and Tang Yueze was also not slightly injured.

He has brothers, wives, daughters, admirers, money and rights, and some people care about injuries.

She walked a few meters, but the man behind her did not catch up.

But the phone in her bag rang suddenly.

Chi Huan didn't look back, stopped or looked back, but still slowed down and took out the phone, and clicked to check.

SMS, a short video.

She stopped and clicked away.

The image of blood spurting.

Chi Huan's pupils were maximized, and her blood pressure peaked instantly.

This was a series of things he had done since he came back, and the one that made her irritated the most.

She was so angry that she finally regretted it for the first time, and her choice made such a bastard.

She turned around and walked back without hesitation.

The man probably knew that she would fold back, standing next to the car, leaning on the body, standing quietly on the spot, watching her step by step back towards him with dark eyes.

"Slap", a slap that exhausted all of her strength, hit the man's handsome face heavily.

"Mo Shiqian, you bastard, how can you be such a bastard, you really deserve to be Lawrence's son, his blood is left in your bones! Even the methods are the same!"

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