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

When she opened her eyes again, the sun was already very bright. She stretched her waist and relaxed and relaxed, as if she had been asleep for a long time, and she was lazy.

After getting out of bed to wash, she looked at the time. It was already twelve o'clock.

Very hungry.

Originally wanted to ask Youran to go out for lunch, but now she probably has eaten at this point. Chi Huan pressed the power button while casually considering whether to go downstairs to eat or order takeaway.

After power on, there are no missed calls, only a simple text message.

[Lunch is left outside. 】

The person who wrote the letter is naturally Mo Shiqian.

Chi Huan's lips stretched slightly, not sure whether it was a smile or a mockery.

She went to open the door, and she saw an insulation box standing in the middle.

If you don't eat nothing, what the man sends or is better than the outside.

But before she stepped out, she saw wisps of smoke floating in front of her.

She turned her head and slammed directly into the man's dark eyes.

He looked at her without saying a word, not a moment.

The green and white color was curled up.

Chi Huan picked up the thermal insulation box on the ground and turned to enter the house.

The tall man followed behind her.

Chi Huan put the insulation box on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. She didn't have any makeup, and she wore loose and casual clothes with her long hair **** in her hands. She looked comfortable, neither warm nor haggard.

He had already squeezed out the cigarette butts and threw the cigarette butts into the trash when he came in. Her voice was dull in her breath, "Eat first."

She leaned back on the sofa, looked up at him, raised her forehead and chuckled, "In the days without you, to be honest, I actually had a pretty good life. There is no sweetness, but not so much. …Unpleasant," she looked at his slightly changed handsome face, her voice was faint, "before yesterday, I never thought that we could really reconcile with each other, but before last night, I didn’t expect it to be with you. reconcile……"

She paused, seemingly unable to find a suitable adjective, so she licked her lips and smiled.

Although she didn't finish her words, she could express some meaning, silently is better than voice.

After half a minute of silence, she said, "Mo Shiqian, not as good as us..."

When she was considering this sentence, she was still hesitating in her mind whether she should say, it is better to calm down a few times each, or not as good as us.

But she couldn't say it yet, because the man guessed what she was going to say, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then suddenly leaned down, pinched her chin to block her mouth, and cut off the rest of her words. .

The kiss was not long, but after the end, the man’s lips were still pressed against her, his breathing was burning, his voice dull, "If you didn’t tell you this thing makes you uncomfortable or unhappy, you can have a temper with me, but Chi Huan , After five years, we only reconcile yesterday, you have to tell me to break up?"

He knew she was angry, and he even realized his mistake from Xia Tangtang's tactful reminders.

But he didn't expect that she would understate and prepare to break up.

"Maybe making peace with you was a mistake."

The man's voice was uncontrollably raised, and even became stern, "Chi Huan!"

He was breathing fast, a little confused, and staring at her stubbornly.

She doesn't evade, just stares at him like this.

There was mockery in those eyes, mocking him, and mocking herself more, and the latter hurt his nerves more than the former.

His voice became muted, "Huanhuan."

She did not speak.

He said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry," Chi Huan murmured and repeated these three words, laughing, "You said sorry, why are you saying sorry?"

Do you really feel sorry for being wrong, or are you sorry because she is angry?

The man's voice was a little heavy and hoarse, "I shouldn't keep it from you--"

In fact, he didn't think about "hiding". He had such a temperament, and she would know when the time came, so he didn't specifically explain it.

She looked into his eyes, smiled and asked, "Do you love me?"

Mo Shiqian's thin lips moved, trying to utter a syllable, but before he could say it, she took her own words first, as if talking to herself, "Although you didn't say it, I defaulted to I love you. ..."

The curvature of her lips became ridiculous again, "Do you think that you are not really married, and Little Mango is not your daughter, and there is no other woman around you in these years. I should be moved instead of grabbing. Blame you for this trivial matter?"

He didn't speak, his eyes looked like inkwell that had been knocked over.

She kept her face away, looked away from him, and fell on the carpet, "Whether you have been married or have children, I can accept it... Five years ago, I chose to break up. Since we broke up, these five years You don’t need to be responsible for my relationship with us, you have your freedom, and I bear all the consequences of making a choice—it’s not that I don’t mind, but I love you and I’m reluctant to not want you because of this."

There was a little ripple in his eyes staring at her.

"I love you, as you said when you first came back, as long as you are not married, you can do whatever you want with me, as long as you are divorced, I still want to be nice to you... When Xia Tangtang told me that you were divorced, I would Thinking, if you came back to me after your divorce, was it because you couldn't forget me, but because you were dumped by me back then, so you were not so honest, so I went to you brazenly."

Although she was smiling on her face, the shadows and self-deprecating in the smile made Mo Shiqian's heart pick up, as if someone had reached into his chest, holding his heart, and pinched him fiercely. Choking pain.

"Think about how ridiculous a woman is, true love is passionate. If you don't say it, I will assume that you love me to the point where you can't love me, and you especially love self-sufficiency and self-comfort. You find reasons and excuses, like an instinct that is born with you."

"Huanhuan..."

"Mo Shiqian, do you really love me? Do you really want to break the mirror and reunite again? When you first came back, you took me and forced me to beat my nominal boyfriend. If I serve you, I hate you for making me a junior, but I still can't bear to hurt you and I can only cut myself with a knife. Can't you feel it, or do you really think I'm afraid you dare not turn your face with you?"

At the end of the day, her eyes were red, but her face was colder, and her voice seemed to overflow from between her teeth, "I'm so stupid, have you considered my feelings at all? Have you stood from my perspective? , Think about it, will Chi Huan feel sad and lonely because I think I have a child with other women? I let you do a great thing for me or a great sacrifice, if you **** say something that makes me happy, you will die ?"

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