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

The tip of her nose was smelling like her, Mo Shiqian just fell asleep like this.

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the next morning.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing that caught my eyes was the clean and delicate skin of a woman buried in white porcelain under her long hair. She was still asleep, breathing evenly, leaning against his arms, and looked particularly peaceful.

He didn't think too much, and pressed her chin and kissed it directly.

Chi Huan was awakened by the kiss. She felt confused and had difficulty breathing, so she opened her eyes with a frown, and the handsome face of the man magnified in front of her. She murmured, "Mo Shiqian..."

"Ok."

She was still very sleepy, her sleep was not over, "What's the matter?"

"get up."

She squinted her eyes and asked in a dumb voice, "When is it?"

"Seven o'clock."

"Well... it's still early, I'll go to bed later."

She murmured, closed her eyes that hadn't opened completely, turned around, and fell asleep again with the quilt.

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He squeezed her shoulders and turned her over, and kissed again without hesitation. The kiss made the woman breathless and opened his eyes again, confused and a little impatient of getting up, "What are you doing." "

"get up."

"It's still early."

The man said lightly, "It's getting late, I'm going to see the person in charge here after breakfast."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

When they were still together a long time ago, he got up earlier than her, but basically he had gone to work when she woke up, and never asked her to come out or be a female companion for work matters. What occasion to attend.

So Chi Huan got used to getting up so late than him.

"No need to."

In fact, she has been so drowsy by these two times, but she still asked, "...Then why should I get up?"

Mo Shiqian had already lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. The white bathrobe was untidy on his body, his belt was loose, and a large piece of skin was exposed on his chest. He stood in front of the window, facing the sunlight coming in from the window. With a slightly messy black short hair, the facial features are particularly clean and beautiful in the morning light.

"Come with me down for breakfast."

Chi Huan, "..."

After the man said this, he went to the bathroom to take a morning bath.

She looked at his tall back, raised her hand and rubbed her face vigorously, and got up with resignation.

I dug her up for dinner last night...

I dug her up again in the morning for breakfast...

Why doesn't it seem to have changed?

Oh no... he let her sleep with her last night, and in the morning... he woke her up with a kiss, thinking about it, her face turned red after realizing it, and her mood improved a lot. The air of getting up at that point also disappeared.

Mo Shiqian occupied the bathroom, and Chi Huan had to go to the second bedroom next door to wash.

Women always spend more time than men. After Mo Shiqian took a shower and changed into a formal dress to find someone, she discovered that she was still putting on makeup next door.

Chi Huan cleaned up the dressing table a little bit, stood up and suddenly found that the slender man was leaning on the door frame, his deep dark eyes were silent and focused, and he didn't know he stood there staring at her for a long time.

Her heart beat, and after a dry cough, she asked embarrassedly, "Have you waited for a long time?"

Mo Shiqian raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and said lightly, "Seven minutes."

Chi Huan, "..."

She curled her lips, dare you to look at the time when you came?

"I'm done, I can go down."

"Then go."

She walked towards him, and the two walked out side by side.

When she walked to the center of the living room, she suddenly remembered what a pause.

The man looked down at her, "Forgot what?"

Chi Huan looked at him, then looked at herself, and finally found out the strange feelings that had arisen since seeing him just now, "I will accompany you to finish the meal later... Don't I need to accompany you to meet the customers?"

"If you really want to go, I can take you there."

"I didn't really want to go."

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly, "Go if you want. I never said that you can't meet people, but although Clod-Summer has branches, they are nothing, unless you come to play next time. Let them entertain you."

Chi Huan, "..."

Will there be too many dramas in his mind? Does he think she can't wait to upgrade from "Little San" to the main room, so he wants him to take her to meet various people?

She raised her face and smiled, "I just think...you are wearing formal clothes. I wear casual clothes. If there are any formal occasions later, you should tell me in advance, otherwise I will look Not very polite."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He is indeed more formal. In fact, he is almost in this outfit if he is formal or not, especially the temperature in Jiangcheng is very suitable, black trousers and dark shirt.

Chi Huandai's clothes are more formal. In the morning, he changed into a light blue nostalgic denim shirt. The lower body is dark cropped trousers. The feet are simple white sneakers with simple and classic design, showing slender and beautiful ankles. , Youth has brought a bit of literature and art, long hair seems loose but actually **** very schemingly, very suitable for a relaxing style.

The man's face turned black, for his "passionate", "How polite do you want to have breakfast?"

She screamed, picked up the light brown shoulder bag on the sofa, and put it directly on the man's arm, "That's fine, go to breakfast."

The movement of her spontaneously holding on to his hand slightly pleased his displeased mood just now. Without saying anything, the two walked out of the room.

The cold and handsome man walking with the charming and innocent woman is destined to be an eye-catching landscape.

Fortunately, Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan both selectively ignored this kind of sight and attention.

There were only two of them in the elevator when going down.

Chi Huan stood by his side and held his left hand. When she lowered her head, she inadvertently saw the watch that the man had revealed when he was watching the time. She took his hand, opened the sleeve of his shirt, and turned him down. Your wrist will know what the price is.

She curled her lips and said, "This kind of watch is worthy of President Mo's status and status today. To be honest, you wore the watch I gave you last time in the hospital. You brought it to me on purpose?"

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, the sleeves of her shirt were rolled up, and there was only a silver bracelet on her wrist, and she sneered tepidly, "I didn't throw it away when I put it on purpose. You still have the corpse. ?"

Her exposure rate in recent years has not been low. Although not many have spread to Paris, as long as her name is typed on the search engine, there are many big and small news and photos.

He had never seen that watch appear on her wrist.

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