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

Mo Shiqian's expression did not change, his thin lips uttered two words, "Reason?"

"Because I am a celebrity, do you need another reason to fall in love with a big celebrity? And I canceled the wedding with Mo Xiegu on the front foot, and I have a boyfriend on the back foot, and it is still you... What do people think of me ?"

There is no doubt that it looks like she has had a long-term relationship with her bodyguard.

What's more...Mo Shiqian was a man of extraordinary appearance, and it was really convincing to say that she had an affair with him.

The man smiled faintly, "It sounds like a sacrifice."

Chi Huan curled his eyebrows and looked at the handsome side face of the man, "What do you mean?"

"You don't let me see people, you can only sneak in. As a man, I feel wronged."

It is a grievance, the lines of his outline did not fluctuate, and it was still very indifferent, as if it were just a low-quality statement.

"You only said this morning as long as I want, as long as you can."

"I can promise to continue to appear in front of others as your bodyguard."

Chi Huan said annoyed, "Do you want to make terms with me again?"

The man's voice is very low, as if it is hitting her heartstrings, "Every Monday night, you listen to me in bed."

What he said was normal. Chi Huan's white face was immediately red so that he could bleed. He didn't know if he was angry or ashamed. If it wasn't for him driving, she would like to slap her with her usual temper.

She annoyed, "Mo Shiqian, I know that half of the man's head is underneath, can you cover up your nasty a little bit?"

The woman was irritated, Mo Shiqian calmly calmed down, and said with a faint smile, "Before people, you are the queen and I am the bodyguard. After the people, you are the spoiled eldest lady. I have to wait on you. Do you want to ride on the bed? On me?"

He stared at her sideways, with a deep smile in his eyes, "I look like such a wronged man?"

Chi Huan, "..."

How could she think that this man was so pure-hearted?

She has to work hard to calm her breathing, but the hotness on her face can't be removed. "I promised you before. Do you have any perverted hobbies?"

"Not yet."

Her eyes widened, "Then what do you want me to listen to you?"

The man pulled his lips slightly, still smiling lightly, as if he was talking about something very serious, rather than such vulgar words, "I won't hurt you, and I promise you will be comfortable, eh?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She bit her lip fiercely, her chest tumbling with anger.

She rolled her face out of the car window, neither saying yes or no, but Mo Shiqian knew that she had temporarily compromised.

When they arrived, it took Chi Huan to change clothes and put on ink for a long time, and it was only about ten minutes before the press conference began.

When Ferrari parked on the parking lot outside the church, Mo Shiqian pulled the car door for her and got out of the car, her face was no longer what she was in the car just now, her delicate features were calm and cold.

"I don't go from the front, you take me straight to the backstage."

She didn't ask Mo Shiqian if he knew where he was, but when she said that, he just said something good.

The journey was smooth, and even security guards prevented her from being spotted by sharp-eyed reporters or other people, and she went smoothly to the place behind the church where she was going to enter.

Mo Xigu stands out among the crowd and can be seen at a glance.

The first person who discovered Chi Huan was the secretary beside him. He was startled when he saw her, and then he pulled the man's suit sleeve in a panic.

Mo Xigu wore a black suit, tailored to his body, elegant and elegant. He looked down slightly, as if thoughtful, his handsome face was gloomy or even tired, even a bit upset.

After the secretary spoke to him, he immediately raised his head and looked at her.

Chi Huan had been in front of him for four years, and he could tell what she looked like with his eyes closed, but when he looked over, he was inexplicably shocked and shocked.

She was wearing a knee-length red coat, her long hair like seaweed wrapped in a black scarf, and a pair of black high-heeled boots underneath.

Just like her usual image in front of the media, she is exquisite and bright, and her publicity is high.

Behind her stood a tall, handsome man.

Chi Huan walked up to him, raised a delicate and pretty face, with a smile on his face, with a rare and subtle meaning.

Mo Xigu looked down at her, his Adam's apple rolled a bit, and said in a dumb voice, "Chi Huan, sorry."

She will not come in his plan, but it is not unexpected.

"The wedding is temporarily cancelled, right?"

He looked at her with more complicated eyes, but he nodded and said dumbly, "I will tell everyone that canceling the wedding is my unilateral fault."

She chuckled lightly, speaking clearly, "Because you and Su Yabing had a bed?"

Not many people heard this sentence. Mo Shiqian behind Chi Huan and the secretary next to Moxi's death were expressionless.

Mo Xigu stared at her face with a light and wanton smile, from the first slight shock to frown, and finally cold his face, "Chi Huan," his voice was calm and indifferent, "this is my fault. , I'm sorry for you... I can hate me no matter what you blame, it has nothing to do with her, don't make her embarrassing..."

The last sentence was cold and cold, "Don't say anything about her in front of the media."

She waited for him to finish, and then smiled lightly, "Why?"

Mo Xigu's face sank, and he raised his hand to clasp her shoulder.

But before the finger touched her material, it was intercepted, and a faint voice rang from behind her, "Mo Shao."

He only said two words, but the meaning is self-evident.

Chi Huan glanced at him faintly, walked up to pick up the wireless microphone that the female staff came in and wanted to give Mo Xiegu, turned her head to look at him, and raised her red lips, "Marriage, I must get married, so Cancel, it will not be your turn."

After that, they turned and walked directly to the church. Several staff members looked at each other. Without Mo Xiegu's order, they did not dare to stop Chi Huan without authorization. After all, she was not an easy character.

Mo Xigu looked ugly and wanted to catch up. The man clasped his arm and said coldly and indifferently, "Mo Shao, what you worry about will not happen, and you should not let it happen."

He looked back at the man who was speaking, and saw a thin layer of mockery in his clear and indifferent brows.

Holding the microphone in his hand, Chi Huan walked straight under the cross where he was supposed to take the oath, and raised the microphone to his lips, "I only announce one thing and don't answer any questions, so friends from the reporter just listen."

There was a commotion immediately below, discussing.

She wears exquisite makeup, bright red dress, holding the microphone, red lips with a faint smile that is close to social, "As you know, I pursued Mr. Mo for four years, and he agreed to my pursuit a month ago, but We have had a very unpleasant relationship this month. We both thought that we were not our beloved ones, so we decided to stop in time and cancel the wedding."

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