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

Chi Huan pulled out a faint smile, "That's your daughter. It doesn't hurt to be a father, and you expect a stranger to consider everything for her? I didn't deliberately seduce you, nor did I try to separate her parents. ... but under the persecution of a powerful man, plotting the future for himself, how can I have so much spare energy and energy to consider someone who has nothing to do with me——"

She uttered clear lines with red lips, "Even if I'm not a funny thing, but you are the culprit, even if she grows up and becomes sensible in the future, the person who should hate or hate is also you, not a good father. It’s you who didn’t make a good husband. It’s also you. I’ll do my best."

Mo Shiqian's thin lips pursed an inscrutable smile, and after listening to her quietly, there was not the slightest wave on his face, and he only said faintly, "Huanhuan, you said this, it would be too boring, too boring. "

"If you say that, it would be too hurtful."

"Is it."

"When I was in bed, I was so enthusiastic. One time was not enough. Two or three times without torture, I begged you not to stop. It looked like I hadn't cheated on a woman for hundreds of years, forcing me to break up with my boyfriend, and shouting He was disabled. He refused to go to the hospital and had to stay at my house when he was injured. Let me sleep on the sofa at night. You take me back in the middle of the night..."

Chi Huan raised his hand to lift the hair that fell on his forehead, and after a short pause, he changed his tone, "I made it look like I liked me very much, but finally I mentioned marriage - other men would say something nice to cheat. Just a moment, you just change your face and say that I'm boring and boring. Isn't this very hurtful?"

There was a brief silence in the study.

The setting sun in the distance outside the window also began to drop.

"A married man raises a lover outside. It's okay to talk about love or money, but when it comes to marriage, it feels very boring..."

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, curled his lips and smiled softly, "You want me to think this way, don't you?"

Chi Huan slowly pursed her lips, her eyes drooped, her face still stretched with the final calmness, so she wouldn't lose his mind.

But her thinking has fallen into a brief panic.

I wanted to avoid his sight, but I was unavoidably pinched by the man. "It seems that the scenes you have filmed these years and the lines you recite are not all unnutritious. It is probably not rare to see rich bosses and The female celebrity’s routines have learned to advance as retreat..."

Chi Huan’s nails still fell into her palms, she licked her lips, and sneered, “I retreat by advancing? Mo Shiqian, let alone being so high-sounding, I want to retreat because there is no way for me to enter, otherwise you Divorce, I will marry you every minute."

The man smiled and whispered, "But I haven't thought of marrying you now... Huanhuan."

"Just want to raise me as a lover, right?"

He did not smile, "Yeah."

Chi Huan looked at this handsome face that was too handsome to pick out the flaws. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should resent him for being extremely cruel without blinking his eyes, or thank him for at least not giving her any hope that he shouldn't have.

Her fingers slowly loosened, allowing her breathing to gradually return to its original frequency.

"It seems that we have nothing to say."

After speaking, she lifted her foot and walked past him without squinting.

But before she passed her shoulders, the man grabbed her arm, and he pulled her directly into his arms, clasped her chin, and kissed her.

Chi Huan was taken aback for a moment, and when he reacted, he stretched out his hand on his chest to push him away, gritted his teeth and prevented him from further invading.

Soon, Mo Shiqian's fingers increased his strength, pinched her chin to force her to open her mouth, staring at her frowning eyebrows and a resisting expression with a smile, "Huanhuan, your sincerity in marrying me is too insufficient. Just barely take care of my injury in these two days, cook me a meal, buy something for me and want to marry me...there are so many women who want to die and say they love me, how am I? Isn't it better to treat them as ancestors?"

Before she understood the meaning of the man's words, she was buckled back by her waist and put her back on the desk.

His thin lips also covered her lips again, driving straight and deep.

In this position, Mo Shiqian trapped her between his arms and the desk.

His kissing skills were too good, and he was deliberately provocative. Chi Huan couldn't escape and could only be kissed. With the difficulty of breathing, his thinking was quickly plundered by him, and he was unable to think.

It wasn't until Chi Huan's body gradually softened, and he had to hold his clothes tightly to prevent him from sliding down, and he was considered letting go of her.

When the man finally let go of her, she could only put her body weight on the desk behind her, and forgot to loosen the man's clothes in her hands.

The waist was bent into a very shallow arch, and his head lowered and panting gently.

She bowed her head, unable to see the look on the man's face that was taller than her.

Mo Shiqian also couldn't see the expression on the woman's face that was lowered and covered by the long hair falling from her shoulders.

It was so quiet for a while.

Suddenly, Chi Huan laughed softly, a little coquettish, especially her lips were red and swollen, "The woman who loves you to die...I remember, the woman who was fascinated by you was already That's a lot. There are probably even more women who are fascinated by the president of Clod-Summer... But these women who love you to death are just like me. Have all of them climbed into your bed?"

"That's not true. Speaking of which, you still seem to have a big chance."

The man lowered his head and brought his handsome face close to her. He was still smiling, very gentle, and very shallow, except that it was not very real, like an illusion that he could pat away with his hand, but with a thick bewilderment. breath.

The **** voice even whispered in her ear, "People will change. Five years ago I wanted to marry you and I only wanted to marry you, but then I still married another woman. I don't want to marry now. Your thoughts...maybe you changed your mind sometime."

Chi Huan smiled sarcastically, "You are telling me that if I behave well, do you still have the possibility of divorcing and marrying me?"

"What can't it?"

What can't it?

What a bad guy, isn't it that he is in the mood right now and wants her to accompany him willingly to play the game of gold master and lover, this kind of words are also casually thrown out.

It was a few minutes ago that she felt that he was at least upright and did not give hope.

This man is always worse than she thought.

It happened that she made Fengxing think she liked him too much.

She smiled slightly, "Then I will cook, it's time to prepare dinner."

His arms stretched out on the table top of the desk, blocking her way.

"Don't let me know that you are actively or intentionally appearing in her sight, understand?"

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