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

After Chi Huan finished speaking, he got up from the sofa, raising his foot not knowing where he was going.

Mo Shiqian thought that she was going to leave, returned to Lancheng, and stood up afterwards. His arms were directly brought back into his arms from behind, clasped tightly, and his chin was buried in her shoulders. His low voice was very low. Tightened, "Huanhuan, you become angry, since you are here, stay a few more days, OK?"

Chi Huan thought it was funny. The man was quite upright when he spoke. Is it okay?

She didn't believe that she could really leave if she said something bad.

"Remove your hand, I'm going to take a bath," Chi Huan turned his head and glanced at him blankly. "I took the plane for more than ten hours, and took more than ten hours on the plane back without eating or sleeping. I have something wrong?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

Hearing that she was going to take a bath, he still let go of his arm.

Chi Huan turned to his side, glanced at him, and said lightly, "My suitcase is still in Wenyi's car, you have to send it to me, and, I'm hungry, I need to eat after taking a shower and blowing my hair. lunch."

After all, before Mo Shiqian could answer, he already raised his foot and walked towards the bathroom.

The man slowed down for several seconds before realizing that he said a good word behind her.

Chi Huan entered the bathroom of the master bedroom, and he didn't know what kind of mentality he followed.

The door has been closed easily.

He stood not far away from the door, until the sound of water from the shower came inside, and his hanging heart could barely return to the distance. He guessed whether her temper would disappear for a while, but also It's not like being outside the restaurant, or making a fuss about going back.

Mo Shiqian turned back to the living room, picked up the phone that Chi Huan was still on the sofa, and deleted the photo with a black face. Except for Chi Huan, he rarely texted people. Most other official business was phone calls, sometimes on holidays. He basically didn’t bother to read the blessing text messages, but they were lying on the phone, and he didn’t even want to delete them, so he never had the habit of deleting them.

That's why Chi Huan saw the picture.

He stepped on his long legs and walked to the balcony.

Before he could speak, the gentle voice over there had already made a cool voice, "Come off?"

Mo Shiqian remembered that the woman had put on a negative test, "Let Kangding send Chi Huan's suitcase to the hotel."

"Ok, got it."

"Wen Ye, are you panicking idle?"

"The brain circuits of your men are really interesting. Four years ago, you were the one who was in the same room with a single woman as a married man. It was you who went to the appointment to eat with her today. If you don’t do anything wrong, I can Can’t make it out of thin air? I just took a chance to let Miss Chi know something she has the right to know."

Mo Shiqian sneered, "I solved Li Qianrui for you, which you couldn't solve for more than two months. Did you stab me in return by stabbing me behind?"

Wen Yi, "..."

She said in an incredible tone, "You...help me solve it? You help me to let Mo Shichen strengthen me?"

Mo Shiqian, "...I just told him that I will release Li Qianrui when you are pregnant with his child."

"Who is pregnant with his child? Do you think I am a harem empress and still want a mother to be more expensive with her child?"

Mo Shiqian disgusted, "Are you mentally retarded?"

Wen Yi, "..."

"Did he go back to Paris with you?"

Wen Yi was startled, then said, "How do you know?"

Mo Shiqian's thin lips overflowed with a cold snort, "I don't even know if I'm making a deal with him?"

Wen Yi was quiet for a while before asking, "What do you mean?"

"Since he chose to have a relationship with you and followed you back to Paris, it means that he has chosen you and his past."

"I don't understand..." Wen Yi only felt that his brain was chaotic for no reason, and the threads inside were all entangled. "He didn't say...you made a deal with him, and you will only be willing to wait until I have a baby. Li Qianrui was released, so he came..."

The man asked coldly, "He wants you to be pregnant with a child, what about after you are pregnant?"

Wen Yi made no sound.

Mo Shiqian sneered, "No wonder you can't do anything if you give you more than two months. He is a man of your own choosing, and you haven't seen him much. He just lost his memory temporarily, but it doesn't mean that he will ignore the objective facts. Or do you really think he will give up his identity, status, and all the past for that woman? It was Li Qianrui who was in danger before, so the feelings prevailed. When he calms down and weighs both ends, he will not be vague about what to choose."

Wen Yi murmured, seeming to have a little smile, and seemed to have nothing, "Is it."

Mo Shiqian stood in front of the balcony of the presidential suite, overlooking the scenery below, faintly cool, "Congratulations, he chose the past represented by you and abandoned his love."

Wen Yi, "..."

This man must report to her to bring Chi Huan to tear down his desk, right?

…………

Chi Huan came out of the shower, wiped her hair with a towel in one hand, and opened the bathroom door with the other. Before one foot fell, she was taken aback by the man standing at the door and almost backed away, "You What are you doing?"

As soon as the door opened, there was a tall figure standing silently outside, shocking her.

Mo Shiqian looked down at the woman who was out of the bath. His long dark hair was damp, and his cheek was flushed with hot water. The whiteness was so red that his skin was particularly good. His petite body was wrapped in a bathrobe, and he had a hint of it. Amorous.

The curvature of the man's lips hooked slightly, and said dumbly, "I brought the clothes for you."

Chi Huan glanced and saw that he was holding neat clothes in his hands, probably from her suitcase, underneath were sweaters and skirts, and on top were...bra and panties.

It's a big assassination, this man is not ashamed.

She didn't pick it up, and continued to wipe her hair, her tone indifferent, "Leave it on the bed. I will change my hair after I wipe it."

Mo Shiqian hummed while looking at the woman passing by.

As soon as Chi Huan sat down on the sofa in front of the window, he saw the man with the hair dryer put down his clothes and looked for the hair dryer to come towards her.

She took a look, threw the half-wet towel in her hand, folded her white legs on the sofa, and fiddled with the hem of the bathrobe with her head down, as if she was waiting to be served.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her leg... She didn't wear anything inside.

He closed his eyes and calmed his mind, before turning on the hair dryer, he asked again, "Huanhuan."

"Ok."

"I changed clothes later, shall we go down to dinner?"

Chi Huan raised his head to look at him, and said faintly, "Didn't you have eaten it already, eat with others."

"..."

"No, I didn't eat anything."

She raised her hand and drew her hair, "Okay, I'm whatever."

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