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

Wen Yi fell on the soft mattress.

Mo Shichen directly overwhelmingly covered the woman's soft body.

Wen Yue was dumbfounded. He didn't know what happened in these few seconds. After a long time, he was relieved. He looked at the man's face above his line of sight and then reacted.

He just...stretched his leg to trip her?

She felt ridiculous and furious, and exclaimed, "What are you doing?!"

The man moved quickly, and after reacting, he immediately propped up and left her body, got up and stood back.

However, at the moment of leaving, an afterthought suddenly emerged.

This woman's body is very soft.

Especially under the background of her high-ranking stinky temper, the incredibly soft and faint fragrance is also shocking.

Mo Shichen did not show any expression on his face, only slightly pursed his lips, squinted his eyes condescendingly at the woman sitting on the bed, and chuckled coldly, "Miss Wen, are you exhibitionistic?"

He inserted one hand into his trouser pocket, standing in a leisurely and sloppy manner, but his eyebrows were filled with sarcasm, "You are not enough to show your chest in front of me, and your bodyguard is not willing to let it go? Or... You are used to standing in disheveled clothes. Under the man's nose?"

Wen Yi, "..."

She raised her arm casually and fluffed her short hair, raised her lips and smiled, "Are you thinking of your unmarried wife in your heart, and wanting to control my legal wife in action?"

The handsome face of the man is calm, and he smiles faintly, "If you remind you of your clothes based on etiquette that you will also cause such misunderstandings, then let me explain, Miss Wen, would you like to go out in a bathrobe or go out naked? It’s none of my business."

After all, he turned around and walked out of the master bedroom door without any hesitation or hesitation.

Wen Yi looked at his back until he disappeared.

There was no expression on his face, it just faded for no reason.

She went out after three minutes.

Mo Shichen stood on the balcony, arrogant and deserted, and somewhat indifferent.

Aleb was standing in the middle of the living room waiting.

She didn't change her clothes, just sorted it out a bit, fastened the belt around her waist again, and walked out.

The thin red rash on the skin didn't go away so quickly, and Aleb saw it as soon as he went out.

He was taken aback, and then he guessed what was going on. He opened his mouth and asked, "Have you taken any medicine?"

For many years, the employer, with a somewhat tacit understanding, Wen Yi nodded, and said meaninglessly, "Eat and apply it," she paused, pinched her eyebrows, and asked tiredly, "What's the important thing?"

"The news from Lancheng said...the little lady was kidnapped."

Wen Yi frowned, "Little Mango?"

"Yes."

"Where is Mo Shiqian?"

"President Mo has taken Miss Chi to sea, we can't reach anyone..."

Wen Yi cursed inwardly. When going to sea at this time, he really has a leisurely sentiment. "Find a way to contact him and ask his secretary if there is a satellite phone on the yacht. If not, you can only check the route, Lancheng. , Contact Fengxing."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Wen Zhang said, turned around and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

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It took a lot of effort, but fortunately, she contacted Mo Shiqian himself. After the call, she asked Kangding to book them a ticket, then contacted the hotel to pack their luggage, and drove directly to the pier where they went to sea. .

When leaving the hotel, Mo Shichen remained in the chair on the balcony.

He neither asked anything, nor even reacted to the fact that she was going out.

The transparent glass door seemed to completely isolate them into two completely different worlds.

Before Wen Yi left, he stood in the living room and stared at him through the glass side for a long time. In the end, he didn't say anything, and walked in front of Aleb, quietly and neatly.

Fortunately, at night, the light was dim, and I didn't need to see anyone other than Mo Shiqian when I drove all the way to the dock. After simply explaining the matter, she went straight back to the hotel.

The man is gone.

The huge presidential suite is luxurious and quiet.

When Wen Yi bent over to change shoes, he asked Aleb faintly, "He went back to the hospital?"

Aleb was silent for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, it seems that Li Qianrui woke up to the night and refused to eat anything, and did not cooperate with the doctors and nurses. Her father called the eldest son over."

Wen Yue pursed his lips silently and said indifferently, "Get that woman out of the hospital."

Alex, "..."

Aleb was quiet, still tentatively, and said euphemistically, "Miss Wen, is it wrong for you to handle it like this...isn't it?"

Wen Yi glanced at him faintly, "She didn't want to find death, why shouldn't I fulfill her?"

Aleb said helplessly, "This may... worsen your relationship with Grandpa."

"It doesn't matter," she picked up the bag that was not far away, walked to the living room and threw it on the sofa, and said lightly, "Anyway, he doesn't like me anyway. I hate it a little bit or less. A big difference."

She had passed the age when she wanted to please him.

Aleb bowed his head and said nothing.

Wen Yi looked at the red rash on his arm that had eased a little but did not go away, "I'm going to bed, don't let anyone disturb me."

"I understand."

She hummed and went straight into the master bedroom.

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Wen Yi was sleepy and indescribably depressed. He didn't take a shower anymore. He took off his clothes and turned off the lights and fell asleep.

Freud believed that, psychologically speaking, sleep is a subconscious pursuit of escape from the world.

She fell into a deep sleep shortly after she fell asleep. Of course, with Aleb's arrangement, no one could approach her to disturb her, and there was no more urgent matter that required her to come out in person.

In fact, she hadn't been a long time since she slept, and Mo Shichen came over with extreme cold anger.

Aleb was still guarding the door.

"Lord, Mr. Wen is asleep. Before going to bed, she told her not to let anyone disturb her."

Mo Shichen stood on the quiet and luxurious corridor carpet, his tight handsome face turned into a deep cold, his long and thin body was cold like a thin blade, and his voice was extremely like overflowing from the throat bone, but the tone But it was very pale, squinting his eyes like a smile but a mockery, "Anyone? Apart from me, will there be other people?"

Aleb said nothing.

Mo Shichen said lightly, "Tell her to get me out."

Aleb frowned, keeping his original tone and repeating calmly, "Grandpa, I am President Wen's personal bodyguard, she said, before she wakes up, no one will disturb her."

Mo Shichen took a half step back, his posture as if he relaxed his body, and the corners of his lips pulled out a small arc of laughter, "She feels that, I will disturb you, or you can ask her to come out--"

He smiled faintly and said softly and softly, "If I have to ask, the scene will be very out of control."

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