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

Chi Huan was startled, just about to talk, the phone had been hung up.

Little Mango is really with Jin Sihan... Is he crazy? What does he want to do?

She followed and called again, but the busy speaker on the phone was not answered for a full minute, and finally she was automatically hung up.

She dialed again, several times in succession, the result was the same.

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On the other side when she hung up the phone, Jin Sihan was sitting on the sofa with one hand propped up between his eyebrows, his slender legs folded randomly. He was originally a man with an extremely dark aura, but at this time, he was full of unprecedented expression. Helpless.

Dabei looked at the man on the sofa, and then at the little girl who was covered with tears on the bed. She was a little bit embarrassed, "Boss, this girl’s legs... only took the medicine in the afternoon. I think it still hurts now. I'm afraid that I will use the wrong force to aggravate the injury... I think she can cry all night, it is better to... let's go out."

Jin Sihan, "..."

This is his place and let him go out?

Mo Shiqian occupied his woman, but his daughter still came to occupy her room? He looked sullenly at the little girl sitting on the bed with the tender white chubby hands twitching and wiping tears, and said gloomily, "If you cry again, I'll use a rag to block your mouth."

Dabu, "..."

The twitching noise was immediately reduced, but the tears still shed fiercely.

The white and tender bun's face was aggrieved and bulging. With a twitch, he didn't dare to cry. The eyelashes were curly, long and dark, like small eyelashes, but also covered with tears.

When a child is pitiful, he looks very pitiful and painful.

Jin Sihan stared at him for a long time, his tone finally slowed down a bit, "Does his leg hurt?"

Little Mango raised his teary eyes and looked at him. Maybe he was good-looking, handsome and feminine. It dilutes the coldness and fierceness on his face, and adds a little bit of favor.

She said glutinously, "It hurts..."

"Buy you cake to eat, don't cry."

"I...want Mommy..."

The man said with a cold face, "I don't have your mommy here."

The little girl looked at him timidly, her mouth squashed, and she wanted to cry again.

"Dabei, find me a rag to plug her mouth."

Little Mango looked at him, two chubby hands immediately covered his mouth, then his little head shook violently, with tears in his eyes, sobbing, "Don't wipe the cloth... Don't wipe the cloth."

Da Bei couldn't see it from the side, "Boss, the little girl will cry if her leg hurts. Our masters should not bully her. It doesn't sound good to say it...cough cough, why don't we sleep in the hotel today."

Jin Sihan ignored him and said to the poor man on the bed, "I still want to sleep and don’t want to hear you cry. I will give you two choices. First, I will cover your mouth with a rag. Second, I will buy you cake. Eat, you are not allowed to cry again, you say, which one to choose."

Little Mango lifted a hand and wiped his tears, and said, "I...I eat cake..."

Jin Sihan waved his hand, a little tired, "Go and buy a cake nearby."

"Alright, I will go now."

Little Mango looked at the big cloth who turned around, and added anxiously, "Mango...I want to eat fruit cake...Mango flavor..."

Dabu responded and went out soon.

There were only two people left in the bedroom with wide-eyed eyes.

Jin Sihan looked at the small face, soft bun face, round black eyes, and black and supple hair. His cuteness was about to melt.

The man fell backwards, lit a cigarette casually, and spoke lazily, "What's your name?"

Perhaps seeing his face improved, Little Mango was not so scared anymore, and the sobbing sound really calmed down gradually, "Little...Mango."

Jin Sihan squinted and smiled, "Your parents think you look like a mango?"

"No...no, I like...eating mango..."

He breathed out the smoke and asked casually, "No name?"

Da Ming?

The four-year-old girl does not understand what a big name is. People around her call her Little Mango, but she does have another name, which Mommy said she will use when she goes to school.

She scratched her head, "Chuxin...Mo Chuxin."

Jin Sihan raised his eyes, but somehow the cigarette **** hit the back of his hand.

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When Chi Huan called Mo Shiqian, the entire villa was still brightly lit, and several auras were facing each other in the huge living room. There were a lot of people, but there was no sound, as if there was not the slightest popularity.

Mo Shiqian, Xia Tangtang, Xia Lao, and another young and charming girl.

Sitting on one side each had a different look.

When Mo Shiqian's phone vibrated, the movement was especially obvious.

He took out his mobile phone to check.

The woman sitting on the solo sofa to his left immediately leaned over, "Brother-in-law, is there news about Little Mango..."

The words Chi Huan were illuminated on the screen.

He had not had time to change her note to Huanhuan.

The woman's face changed immediately, and she said angrily, "Isn't she aware that Little Mango was kidnapped? Why would she come to you at this time?"

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost, and the coldness made people shudder.

Old Xia's voice rang from the side, "Demi, who is looking for Shiqian?"

With a timid expression on Demi's beautiful face, he lowered his head and said, "It's... it's... Chi Huan,"

At the end, she suddenly raised her face, and with great courage, she raised her head to look at the handsome and cold man in front of him, "Brother-in-law, I know you will be angry if I say this, but I still want to say that Little Mango was kidnapped. Chi Huan and Jin Sihan did it together. Chi Huan was responsible for taking you out of Lancheng. Jin Sihan kidnapped your daughter in order to avenge my cousin for betraying him... They just wanted to force you to divorce, Chi Huan for the sake of Xiaosan In order to retaliate, Jin Sihan has already joined forces."

Mo Shiqian's handsome face was expressionless, and his emotions did not fluctuate at the slightest. There was nothing else in his eyes except for the piercing cold mixed with crushed ice.

Demi wanted to retreat by what he saw, but still held back, and said again, "This call...say...maybe Chi Huan wants to take credit in front of you and tell you that Little Mango is in Jin Sihan's hands. "

The man lifted his lips, curved indifferent, and the ridicule penetrated every word, "According to this, if you hadn't taken the little mango out privately while Tangtang had a nap, she would not have been kidnapped-said Starting to join forces with Jin Sihan, it seems that you have done a lot more."

Demi's face changed with a single brush, pale, and she was about to cry at any time, "Little Mango is my niece, how could I harm her with outsiders... Brother-in-law, you can't protect Chi Huan's Woman, just put the charges on me indiscriminately."

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