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

No matter if the anger continues to burn, no matter how tense and out of control the emotions are, but the last reason in his mind will never be tense, this woman he can't move now.

The man's voice was rough because of his shortness of breath, "What does she need to apologize to you?"

Wen Yi tilted his head to look at the old man who got up and walked over because he heard her, the smile on his lips oozes with a cold coolness, "People who apologize should naturally know why they should apologize, you said. Mr. Li."

The old man's gray hair was half-gray, he walked slowly, and walked slowly, his wrinkled face was full of tears, and his voice was trembling, "Miss Wen, if you are willing to save my daughter... Said to make me bow and apologize to you, even if I were to kneel for you..."

Before he finished speaking, people were already kneeling down first--

If it weren't for the man around him with eyesight and quick hands, and he reached out to support him to stop this thing, then his knees might have fallen to the ground.

Looking at this scene, Chi Huan tilted his head and recalled.

Miss Wen?

Has anyone called Wen's name just now? How does Li Qianrui know that she is Miss Wen?

Or... Did they know each other before?

I thought so, but Chi Huan just frowned and didn't say anything or make any comments.

Mo Shichen clasped his hand against Father Li's arm to prevent him from kneeling any more.

He looked at the beautiful but outrageous profile of the woman in front of him, and said in a calm and non-emotional voice, "Uncle Li is getting older, and his back is bad. If you want to hear someone apologize, this bow , I come to Ju, as long as you get what you want, you can let her go."

The lines of her silhouette showed some arcs of laughter again.

It's just that these arcs are neither very cold nor smiling.

It seemed to remember something, bitter and thick, as if laughing at this man, as if laughing at herself, but her expression seemed very understatement.

As soon as her eyes opened and closed, she turned her head to look at him and smiled and said, "They get your affection, and it always makes me feel incredible... You can't help her hate me, just wait for her Wake up and let her come to me honestly."

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In the ward.

Mo Shiqian's punch naturally did not require hospitalization, but he needed a temporary, quiet place, and the hospital immediately arranged for a high-level ward to come out.

The man was sitting on the sofa, Chi Huan knelt on his side and carefully wiped the medicine for him.

Among other things, Mo Shichen's punch was not soft at all.

Chi Huan sighed and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

He lifted his eyelids and looked at her distressed little face, and said lightly, "If you stand still, I won't get this punch for nothing."

Chi Huan, "..."

She curled her lips and frowned, and said after a while, "Yes, I should watch whoever hits you next time."

The man said coolly, "Have you never done this? Last time I was beaten with a baton. Didn't you just stand like an okay person?"

Chi Huan, "..."

He was talking about the last time he was in Yin Chengfeng's ward, and after he had finished fighting with Tang Yueze, he was entangled by the three security guards called by Tang Yueze and beaten with a baton.

This man is really grudges.

"That's because you picked the matter first. You even hospitalized the serious injury from the collision and threw him off the hospital bed. You deserved it if you were beaten?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her with a handsome and expressionless face, and said calmly, "I deserve it?"

Chi Huan, "..."

You deserve it.

I was so complaining in my heart, but Chi Huan still shut up and didn't argue with him about this issue. The cotton swab in his hand carefully wiped the medicine for him.

After rubbing, he straightened up, sighed, and said with satisfaction, "Okay, the doctor said it's OK. After applying some medicine, it will be fine after a few days."

As he was about to turn around and put Yaohe back on the coffee table, Chi Huan's wrist was caught by the man.

"Wh...what?"

The man looked at her in time, his black eyes were like black holes, he wanted to **** people in, and there was a faint smile hidden in his low voice, "You made me be punched, and you're going to forget it? "

"I hurt you?"

"Well, it's not you and I won't be beaten, don't you need to be responsible?"

Chi Huan couldn't believe that he could say this kind of messy horror seriously.

She wanted to get her hand back, too lazy to pay attention to him.

No matter how hard he held his hand, he couldn't move it.

She looked at his handsome face, and when she met the man's gaze, she stopped suddenly, her heart curled up by the focused and deep look of her eyes.

Chi Huan's lips pursed with a smile.

Suddenly lowered his head and kissed him on his thin lips.

"Is that enough?"

The low mellow voice vibrated the man's chest, and the hot breath was sprayed on her skin, "Unsatisfactory."

She almost immediately heard the overtones in these words--

A kiss is obviously a perfunctory one, and a kiss is considered sincere.

Chi Huan looked at him, and turned his head to look at Wen Yi, who had stood in front of the window and looked at the sea in the distance after coming in. She has straight black hair, only reaching the shoulders, and all the tips of her hair fell into her neck. Simple and capable, quiet and lonely.

She was lowering her head, so half of her hair fell down, covering half of her face.

Mo Shiqian followed her gaze and looked over.

He let go of Chi Huan's hand, his face faded a lot, "Huanhuan, you help me to see how that woman Li Qianrui is."

Chi Huan was stunned, then retracted his gaze to look at him again.

But the man's face was indifferent and ordinary, and there was nothing unusual at all.

With a cry, her feet fell back to the ground, stood up straight, put everything in her hand on the coffee table, and then walked out without saying a word. Seeing that Li Qianrui has a bodyguard, she doesn't need her to go in person.

He was just to distract her.

This was nothing more than a normal thing. He didn't necessarily believe what she said last night, how could it be like before, showing nothing to her.

Outside the door, two of the four bodyguards Mo Shiqian brought followed her automatically.

She stopped halfway and turned to them and said lightly, "Your president just has something to discuss with Vice President Wen. I will go to the rooftop to blow the wind for a while. You can go and see Li Qianrui."

The two looked at each other, and one of them said, "Just in case, I will accompany you to the rooftop and let Akai go to see Miss Li's situation."

Chi Huan twitched his lips and said meaninglessly, "Yes."

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In the senior ward.

Wen Yi dropped his hands back to his side, raised his feet and walked to the sofa, faintly looking at the handsome man who was leaning back, "Have you decided to get back with Miss Chi?"

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