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

Hearing her mocking tone, Mo Shiqian's face still inevitably sinks, "Chi Huan."

"I am still fierce, right?"

Mo Shiqian slapped her for half a meter, adjusted his breathing, and slowed down his tone a little, "You are not fierce, Huanhuan," the woman is especially sensitive at this time, even if her attitude is slightly wrong, it is wrong. Add another error to the above, "Don't think about the mess, I have nothing with her."

Chi Huan looked at him blankly.

The posture is calm, but like a thin blade, cold and sharp.

It was obvious that she didn't speak, waiting for him to explain.

The man pinched his eyebrows unconsciously, which meant he felt a headache.

A few seconds later, his thin lips moved, and he still said, "I attended a party four years ago and I drank too much..."

Chi Huan raised her eyebrows and asked coldly, "Do you often drink too much?"

"No."

In fact, it was almost one of his few drunken times, and the worst.

"Why did you drink too much that night?"

"..."

why……

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chi Huan clenched his fingers, his voice became colder and ridiculed, "Don't tell me anything about drunk sex, I am twenty-six and not sixteen. I don’t believe in drunk sex. Kind of bullshit, you fell in love with her at the party, so use being drunk as an excuse to sleep with someone."

Mo Shiqian frowned, "No," he immediately realized that there was no two-character denial that the designated object was unknown, so he added, "I haven't slept with her."

Chi Huan looked at his handsome face and snorted coldly.

If it hadn't been for seeing him lying to her in the restaurant just now, she would basically believe what this man said.

She curled her lips and sneered, "When I fell asleep, I fell asleep. Since I was married to you, there was no emotional, physical, and financial contacts. You told me that you need a woman to relieve your physical desires. Will hold on to your past."

Mo Shiqian's face went dark, "I said I didn't sleep with her."

"You didn't spend the night in the same room with her?"

"..."

Mo Shiqian stretched out his hand, one hand fell on the armrest beside her, and the other hand fell on her side. Such a posture was equivalent to her being trapped in his arms.

Chi Huan glanced at him, trying to pat his hand away, but still held back.

He got closer to her, and the pure masculine breath enveloped her more and more, and his voice was low and deep, "I was drunk that night... She helped me back to the room and stayed with me all night. "He paused for a moment, looked into her eyes, probably knowing that his words didn't sound credible, so his tone became sincere unconsciously, "I was so drunk, I fell asleep and fell asleep without talking to her. Nothing happens."

Chi Huan said coldly, "Mo Shiqian, you have known me for almost ten years. Why, you think I'm a good cheat, right?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

The man's tone was rather wronged, "Huanhuan, every word is true."

"First, why did she help you back to the room? There are a lot of people who want to cheat you at the party, don’t you have a waiter, don’t you have a female companion, don’t you have a secretary, why is she alone and has no business with you? The woman of your relationship helped you back to the room and stayed there all night, no one bothered?"

Mo Shiqian's lips moved and said hoarsely, "She kept talking to me that night."

"It's the kind of chat that makes people feel that you are so happy to talk to each other, so there is no interruption by alcohol, right?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

The corners of Chi Huan’s lips, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, became deeper, "I can chat with you, it means that you like her, you guys also chatted very happily just now, you are not willing to go to the airport to pick me up. "

"I do not like her."

"You don't like her? I can't hold back a few words when you chat with me. I don't like you to keep talking with her?"

"Because when she came to strike up a conversation with me, I thought of you," Mo Shiqian almost followed her last syllable, replied in a posture as if she had interrupted her words, his voice became even more muted, "she The voice is a bit like you, and the tone of speech is also the same. I acquiesced to her to talk next to me all the time, but thinking of you in a bad mood, so I drank too much."

When the woman talked to him, he drank some wine but was not drunk.

The effect of three points of alcohol, knowing that the woman wanted to approach him, he still couldn't bear to sound like her voice in a trance, brisk and sweet.

But at that time, thinking of Chi Huan, he was deeply depressed and unwilling, so he drank glass by glass.

Normally, he is a little drunk at best, and he almost never loses consciousness.

Hearing this, Chi Huan was stunned for several seconds, but couldn't react for a while.

Her breathing is a bit messy, and her mood is a bit complicated.

But even so, her face was still very cold and stern, "I am not interested in your **** with other women in the past five years, I will ask you how you hooked up with her today, and you were behind me and her. eat."

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and looked at her, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

What did Chi Huan think of, and said tepidly, "You weren't threatened by her for making a sex-love video?"

The man's voice finally rose three degrees, and was already a little angry, "I said I didn't sleep with her."

"You're all drunk, do you know if you slept with her? Maybe it's a pleasant sex."

"Chi Huan!"

For the man's anger, Chi Huan downplayed, "Maybe she was drunk and raped you."

He stared at her pretty face, and said gloomily, "No matter how yin and yang are you, I will **** you now."

Chi Huan looked at him blankly, "I will try if you are fierce."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He lowered and softened his voice, raised his hand to support her chin, "Even if I am drunk, I still know how to do it, huh?"

Chi Huan stared at his face for a while, as if trying to distinguish the authenticity of his words.

After half a minute, she suddenly stretched out her hand, "Show me your phone."

"What are you doing looking at the phone?"

Chi Huan raised his eyebrows, "I looked at your phone before, but you don't even bother to ask, isn't there something that you forgot to destroy this time?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her, his thin lips pressed tighter.

Chi Huan said casually, but the subtle changes in the man’s performance still didn’t escape her eyes. Her complexion changed and she became colder again. "Four years ago, you would think of me because you listened to her. Talk to her. Stayed all night, don't tell me, you have been thinking about me too tightly recently, so you found a substitute to accompany you on my behalf."

The word substitute is extremely indifferent and ironic.

Chi Huan said calmly, and her tone was sharp and aggressive, but her mind had long been confused.

How could he be like this, Mo Shiqian, how could he treat her like this.

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