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

Mo Shichen watched her cry for a while, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows unconsciously, his thin lips overflowed with a silent sigh, and a faint impatience and irritability gathered in his heart.

This kind of irritability and impatience was not aimed at the current situation, but at this moment he looked at Li Qianrui's tears and questioning, and he could already imagine that he would have to face such problems for a long time in the future.

I made it clear today, and there will be new things tomorrow. Tomorrow she reluctantly believes his explanation, and there will still be a steady stream of misunderstandings.

Thinking about it this way, he was a little tired of explaining this matter at first.

He knows Qian Rui, and has already figured out the temperament of Wen Yi's woman, and can more easily judge that the ranks of these two women are too different.

Wen Yi, a career-oriented elite woman, has a calm and sober temperament. To him... only occasionally can he slightly feel that she is so strange to his "husband" that she barely supports them. Have been a couple instead of a stranger.

But the strangeness that would not be noticed by such carelessness would be far from affecting her mind and judgment.

But Qian Rui is different. Not to mention that she and Wen Yi may have been separated from each other in terms of aptitude since birth. What's more, she is a little woman with no ambition and no ambition. She is self-willed and the focus of life is him, even both he--

Wen Ye's throwing something out at random can make her mess herself up.

More importantly... he was a little loose and self-deprecating. Although he had never slept with Wen Yi, it was not his own choice. He did not reject the woman who really wanted to happen to him.

Although the body had a small chest, to him... still had such a big temptation.

When he was holding her in the photo last night, the softness and fragrance made him a little bit happy.

That woman... is really a desire to clean up.

He half-closed his eyes and thought calmly and indifferently that he was not a gentleman and gentleman in the twenty years he had memories.

Li Qianrui cried for a long time before the man's low and cold voice sounded, "No."

"Then why do you use your photo as a screensaver?"

"She came here specifically to show you."

His tone is very light, neither eager nor heavy, but a little understatement. Such a calm and steady attitude makes his words more credible, although this is not enough to completely dispel Li Qianrui's doubts.

After all, she also knew that Wen Yi was desperate to "dismantle" them, and would inevitably do these things.

She stopped crying, but she still spoke with a whispered cry, and asked cautiously, with red eyes, "Then you... are you asleep or not?"

The man's eyes didn't evade, he stared at her flatly, "No."

Li Qianrui breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing her mood calmed down, Mo Shichen stood up and took tools and began to clean up the mess on the ground. Since waking up, he has lived an ordinary life. These things were something that Mo Shichen had never touched before. In Li Ru's life, he had already made it easy.

He swept and said, "I'll buy a lunch later."

Li Qianrui sniffed and said guiltily, "I'm sorry Li Ru...I shouldn't believe you and lose my temper with you."

"It's ok."

Otherwise, what should he blame her? Blame her for not being smart enough to get her tricks everywhere?

Li Qianrui looked at him for a long time, but still could not find any obvious emotion from him. She was a little uncomfortable, biting her lip and tentatively calling out, "Li Ru..."

"Ok?"

The woman said softly, "Could you tell me... how do you feel about her?"

He answered calmly, "Nothing feels."

Li Qianrui's heart stunned.

She thought that he would dislike Wen Yi, the woman was so domineering, she changed her way to humiliate them, provoke them to separate them, and was still in front of so many people, saying that she would let him sleep with her.

Li Qianrui said softly, "Will you slowly like her?"

Mo Shichen raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Why do you ask?"

"She used to be your wife after all. Although you are married in the family, you have two years of marriage," Li Qianrui said lowly while observing the man's expression, "and I think you... I dislike her, although she has a very bad attitude towards you, she has provoke our relationship several times."

Disgusted?

He really didn't have such a thought. Thinking of the woman Wen Yi, he was growing out of it day by day and it became more and more intense.

The more arrogant this woman is, the more he provokes his desire to conquer.

Mo Shichen replied faintly, "She has no obligation to treat me well, and she does have a position to provoke our relationship, so I have no reason to hate her, although I chose you."

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Although the hospital has food, it tastes not so good, and Li Qianrui doesn't like it very much, so after finishing the ward, he plans to buy some porridge and side dishes nearby.

As a result, as soon as I left the hospital, I saw Aieb, who was standing on the pillar, saw him at the same time, and raised his foot towards him, obviously waiting for him to come out, and expected him to come out.

He squinted his eyes, somewhat expressionless.

Aleb was polite to him for business affairs. At first, he honored him as a big man, but later Wen Yi said lazily, "Since Mr. Li Ru does not accept his past and Mo Shichen's identity, don't use this loud voice. The son has broken the evil family."

Since then, Aleb has called him Mr. Li Ru.

Aleb walked to him, bowed his head slightly, nodded and said politely, "Mr. Li Ru, Miss Wen asked me to pick you up and have lunch with her."

Mo Shichen twitched the corner of his mouth without making a sound. Instead, he took out a cigarette and a lighter from his body.

He didn't smoke much at first, but then he accidentally ordered one when he was upset and found that he was very proficient, but even so, he still didn't smoke very often. Recently, the woman in Wen Yi grinds his temper all day long. He is not allowed to smoke in her place.

The look of the woman's arrogance, how natural and natural, he was a little skeptical, is it possible that when he used to be her husband and the president of Clod-Summer, she was also this arrogant mocking face?

Mo Shichen took a sip with the cigarette in his mouth, skillfully spit out a beautiful smoke ring, half-squinted his eyes and said casually, "If you ask her, I won't buy Qianrui's food to go back, and it is just as she wished not to pick it up. Her phone, do you need me to accompany you."

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