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

Wen Yi stayed in the top hotel suite in Jiangcheng. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the sea. The sound of the waves was endless day and night. The perennial rigorous living habits made her wake up at a fixed time, even if she was idle during this period. It's very.

However, leisure is also a kind of loneliness.

Hearing Mo Shiqian's words, she smiled, her eyes opened and closed, and her mind suddenly became trance.

She had forgotten it. Her dream was to be a leisurely and wealthy wife who raised flowers and grass and brought her baby to shop. It was as far away as an event in her previous life. Now she has only a vague impression in her memories.

"If you don't tell me, I won't remember."

"You shouldn't remember it anymore," the man mocked indifferently, "you may not know how they talk about Vice President Wen behind you. After the typical absence of a man, the femininity is getting less and less, and now it seems to be half. A man...Fortunately, you are a very feminine person, otherwise half of them may be gone. Is it because of this that you can't chase your husband back?"

Wen Yi, "..."

She was stung, and she directly raised her hand and cut off the phone.

Anyway, he will soon not be her boss, and he is not afraid of offending him.

Here, Mo Shiqian's phone was hung up suddenly, he frowned, and there was no mood swing on his face, and he turned around to go back to the bedroom to see if Chi Huan woke up.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he ran into a pair of black and white smiling eyes.

Chi Huan looked at him with his arms around his chest, "So when you were the boss, you owed it so much."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

She was wearing the white bathrobe he wrapped her in the bathroom yesterday. Her skin was as white and smooth as milk in the light-colored sunlight in the morning. Standing against the light, the extremely pale gold seemed to have gilded her smiling face. It's as beautiful as an illusion.

The smile on the man's lips rose so unconsciously, and his long legs moved toward her automatically.

Chi Huan was hugged horizontally by him and scolded lowly, "Isn't it cold with my bare legs? No pants, no shoes."

In the morning at the end of October, the temperature was still very low.

"Oh, it's very cold."

"Let's eat together or let room service bring breakfast in?"

She kissed his face, "Um... go down and eat."

Mo Shiqian took her back to the bed and sat down, then turned around and found her indoor slippers.

Chi Huan glanced at the shoes under her feet. They didn't wear them. Instead, they raised their heads and looked up at the man standing in front of him. After hesitating for less than half a minute, he asked. Come out, "Did you call Wen Yi just now?"

He raised his hand and touched her face, "Yeah."

"Do you... hope Mo Shichen will come back to Paris?"

"He is back, so I can leave."

Although she had been aware and guessed before, but after listening to him personally, especially in such an understatement, she still showed shock on her face, pursing her lips and asked, "Are you going to... leave Clod-Summer?"

"Just leave Paris."

Chi Huan was silent for a while, and said softly, "Mo Shiqian...I never thought that you would make such a big sacrifice for me."

Sacrifice?

It can be counted, after all, it took him five years of hard work. Without Chi Huan, he would definitely not give it to Mo Shichen-but with their current status, it would be a strong throw instead of giving up. give him.

He smiled faintly, "I'm afraid I am not the president of Clod-Summer and I won't be able to support you?"

"My money is enough to support you."

The man laughed lowly, "If you think I have sacrificed, the Queen will support me in the future."

Chi Huan looked at his handsome and **** face. The words of Her Royal Highness overflowed from his thin lips, shaking her heartstrings fiercely like fingers. Some pictures came into her mind unexpectedly last night, her face. It turned red like a cloud of fire, and said angrily, "Don't call me your Royal Highness again."

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and stared at her face, the corners of his eyes raised his eyebrows without moving, his lips pursed with a smile, his tall and straight body bent over and slowly approached her.

The man's breath overwhelmed her sense of smell, Chi Huan watched his movements and unconsciously stepped back, "What...what are you doing, I'm going to wash up, it's breakfast..."

His hand fell on her side, trapping her between his arms, his voice was deliberately lowered, so dull and sultry, "Huanhuan, your face is so red, what are you thinking about?"

She turned her face away, and did not look at the black eyes that were full of smiles, "I want to wear shoes. Get out of the way."

Her action happened to be like a man's lips close to her ears, and her ears were quickly dyed red with her lips and nose, but he also deliberately smiled sensationally, "Are you satisfied with my performance last night?"

The woman's accusation of lack of confidence, "Keep waiting for me, you are not obedient at all!"

"Really," he smiled faintly, pinching her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look into his eyes, "but I remember someone was so cool..."

"Shut up, no more mentions!"

He smiled, "Oh?"

"Also I bite you."

He muttered, "Where to bite? You want to bite it back for me?"

"..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and put her arms around him and kissed him on his lips. Her face was still red, "No more."

The man looked at her amusedly, making fun of him in his spare time, "Do you need to be so shy? There is still plenty of room for your knowledge of sex."

"If you don't understand what it means to stop, do you hate it?"

Mo Shiqian hugged her and gave a burst of laughter. That laughter was a rare wanton and joyful, and it seemed especially clear and deep in this room where they were alone.

Chi Huan bite his chin bitterly, then pushed him away into the bathroom in an agitated posture.

…………

After eating breakfast together, even though it was a little late, Mo Shiqian returned to the company——

Originally, he planned to accompany her for at least one or two days, but she squinted at him and said, "You should go to work obediently. Yesterday Manager Song said that I have no family background. I am not as gentle and virtuous as Tangtang. I am the woman behind you. Although the words are a little bit unacceptable, the meaning is still correct. If I pester you again, I won’t even let you go to work, I don’t know how much. People will say that you are blind to me."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He frowned. "You still care what they say?"

"The problem is... they don't seem to be wrong. I can't hold you back."

She just doesn't have a family background, the ability to be tender, and Xia Tangtang's tenderness, saying that she is fine.

Mo Shiqian handed a glass of juice next to her, and Chi Huan took a look and drank it naturally.

He watched her movements and said faintly, "They still think you are not worthy of me, and should leave me acquaintedly, is there nothing wrong?"

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