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

When she heard this, she wanted to laugh, but she still held back, her soft voice said solemnly, "No, President Mo, your face is perfect, how can you collide with others."

Everyone around, "..."

Although it's okay to say so...but it's not too straightforward to use the words too carefully.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her when he heard the words, a little funny, raised his hand and patted the back of her head.

But Chi Huan had another face in her mind after the words...

Speaking of that brother Mo Shiqian... really looks a bit like him, especially his profile, his honey is similar, even she had missed it. However, this thought only flashed past, after all, Mo Shichen was no longer there.

At this moment, the dudes exchanged glances, and under the warning of the restaurant manager’s strong eyes that even the facial muscles would be twisted, the leader glanced at the person who had just tried to harass Chi Huan, and walked to They apologized.

Although the reluctance on his face didn't close, his expression was still reluctant.

"Sorry, Mr. Mo...I really recognized the wrong person just now. Your figure and profile look a bit like a poor I know...cough cough, alone..."

The other was just kicked by Mo Shiqian. He probably knocked his back and kept pressing his hand. He reluctantly said to Chi Huan, "I didn't see you clearly just now, I thought it was... I just wanted to start. A joke..."

The manager also acted as a middleman, and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, it really was a misunderstanding... You see that the weather today is so good, you two should not disturb your mood because of this little thing..."

As he said, he looked at Chi Huan again, with a smile on his face, "Miss Chi, you should be hungry too... Do you want to eat first? Let us take this meal as compensation for unpleasant things that happened in our restaurant. "

It's not difficult to see that this restaurant is closely related to a few people, maybe someone of them opened it.

Chi Huan pursed his lips, still stretched out his hand to pull at the man's clothes, and said with his head up, "Forget it...Since they have apologized, I am indeed very hungry, so let's go eat."

Mo Shiqian looked down at her.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, he took her hand and walked towards where she was going, and indifferently dropped a sentence, "Get out."

Those few people finally seemed to have someone who couldn't stand his attitude and wanted to go crazy, but they were immediately caught by the two people next to them and dragged out.

After this small accident... Almost everyone around was watching them.

Mo Shiqian didn't care, Chi Huan didn't care much, and the two of them sat down.

The restaurant quickly restored its original quietness and order.

Fortunately, their mood was not disturbed by this little episode.

Chi Huan usually doesn't eat much seafood. She was already hungry. In addition to the freshness when she went out on vacation, she didn't care whether she could finish eating or not, so she ordered a large table in one breath.

The man only ordered a few randomly, and when she saw her excited appearance, he let her like it.

He ordered a bottle of white wine.

A waitress came over to open the bottles, and then poured them for them.

Chi Huan was still studying the menu, so the waitress gave Mo Shi a humble first.

Mo Shiqian leaned back slightly, showing a state of relaxation. He tilted his head to look at the small island in the distance where only one point can be seen, and the startled white seagulls on the nearby beach, bursting out. The cry of the sea is particularly harmonious in this place full of sea breeze and waves.

The waitress inadvertently raised her head and glanced at the man's profile, and then suddenly opened her eyes.

She didn't notice that the poured wine overflowed the glass, until the liquid ran down the table and fell on the man's trousers. He frowned because of the wetness, and then turned his head.

When Mo Shiqian is not smiling, his face will look very cold, not to mention that when there are obvious unhappy emotions and low pressure, his voice is indifferent and cold, which is daunting, "Are you pouring wine?"

Chi Huan raised his head when he heard his voice.

The waitress suddenly reacted, seeing the liquid on the table and the darkened suit on the man’s legs, she panicked and hurriedly put down the wine bottle in her hand, "I'm sorry, sir...I'm really sorry. ."

While she was talking, she hurriedly found paper and reached out to wipe the man.

Before the hand touched his leg, he taught the man to clasp his wrist.

The waitress was a very young girl with a panic expression and looked at him timidly, "Sorry sir...I will wipe it for you. The paper can absorb water... it can absorb a little."

Mo Shiqian looked at her blankly, "Where to wipe?"

The thigh and the crotch are just the one that gets damp...

How can it be where a woman's hand can touch.

Chi Huan closed the menu calmly, and glanced at the girl in the uniform waiter uniform. She was about twenty-five years old. Not a pretty face, a round face, and her skin. She was supple, with big eyes and round eyes. She looked very cute.

It exudes a very natural, harmless and pitiful.

She whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Mo Shiqian withdrew her hand and said indifferently, "I have never met a waiter who can't even pour wine, but I have seen a lot of low-level tricks and women who change tricks to attract my attention."

"I...I am not, I don't...I just...want to do something else, so I...I'm sorry, sir."

Mo Shiqian stared at her and asked, "What do you think?"

Chi Huan, who had been silent for a while, looked at him blankly.

A few seconds later, she pursed her lips and said, "Forget it, she may be a newcomer and unskilled, or you are too handsome to make people fascinated, are your pants wet... Do you want to change one, think about how to get it? dry?"

Mo Shiqian didn't answer her words, didn't even look at her, as if he didn't hear what she said.

His eyes and gaze fell on the woman's bewildered face, and he seemed to be patient but asked in a colder tone, "I ask you, what are you thinking."

Chi Huan looked at the man across from him, and then at the girl standing there, and suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

This scene is like the old-fashioned idol drama many years ago.

She is a lucky witness outside the play, and she is an unfortunate passerby in the play.

She did not speak, just looked at them lightly.

The woman was nervous and speechless, and the man looked noble and indifferent. He didn't mean to just let it go. A pattern of great power disparity confronted him.

It wasn't until Chi Huanxin's hunger strikes again that she raised her eyelids and whispered with a smile, "Mo is always not in favor of others, and I don't see you in a hurry if you throw a glass of wine, and your pants are wet. People will not let go."

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