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

Mo Shiqian didn't let her go back, and she didn't have to go back, speaking of going back is a mountain of work, she can still enjoy a vacation in Jiangcheng-she has not had such a long vacation for many years.

After that, Wen Yi and Mo Shichen continued the same way of getting along for a long time. He still came to accompany him at night, but he said the same, but in fact it was different. For example, Wen Yi no longer let him sleep on the floor. The second bedroom next door.

She didn't let him come over to dine with her again, nor did she have any deliberate embarrassment with a little bit of mischief and evil, and even the mocking face disappeared.

She changed back to Wen Jing Leng Ran, out of reach.

Sometimes, Mo Shichen passed by when it was dark, and she was not in the suite, she occasionally went out to play, or had dinner with the seniors of the Jiangcheng branch and talked about work matters.

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After recuperating for a period of time, Li Qianrui was finally able to get out of bed, but her body was still extremely weak, and she could only walk around the bed, and could only take a wheelchair out of the ward.

The autumn in Jiangcheng is very comfortable, neither cold nor hot, cool and warm, even the sun is the most pleasant temperature.

At noon, Mo Shichen sometimes uses a wheelchair to push her on the lawn in front of the lake behind the hospital to bask in the sun and let the wind ventilate. Lunch is not when Mo Shichen goes to the restaurant outside to buy and pack, but Father Li goes home to make it and use the thermal insulation box Packed and delivered.

On the green and yellow grass, Li Qianrui was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket on her knees. Her long black hair was very soft, and her face was paler than usual because of the hospitalization during this period.

She was originally young and handsome, but she looked down at the handsome man sitting on the stone chair and taking out the food in the thermos box. Her eyes were unabashedly foolish. love.

His movements are elegant, his fingers are slender and the joints are well defined, which makes him very beautiful.

She squeezed her fingers, "Li Ru."

"Ok?"

"Waiting for me to leave the hospital..." She held her breath and looked at the man's profile without blinking. She was a bit timid, but she still mustered the courage to spit out a sentence in its entirety, "We just How about getting married?"

Mo Shichen paused for a few seconds when he was about to take out the chopsticks, but it was only a few seconds before he took out the chopsticks casually and handed it to her.

Li Qianrui did not pick up the chopsticks, "Li Ru?"

He lifted his face, "Okay."

Li Qianrui suddenly widened her eyes, covered her lips with her hands, and couldn't hide the surprise, "Really?"

He looked at her eyes that lit up immediately, and pulled his lips. "Of course."

Li Qianrui covered her mouth, the light in her eyes turned into tears, and she wept with joy, "Li Ru..." She cried and laughed, and even said incoherently, "I'm so happy... you are so nice to meet you It is the luckiest thing in my life."

With a faint smile on his lips, Mo Shichen passed the chopsticks in his hand a little more, "Let’s eat, the wind is strong, it will be cold later."

Li Qianrui took these immediately, "Okay."

She had a few bites of the meal, and the man moved the soup that Li's father had specially stewed for her to her, and said lightly, "Drink some soup first."

She nodded hurriedly, then picked up the spoon and lowered her head to drink the soup.

Mo Shichen sat aside, staring at her calmly, only a few traces of spiritual consciousness in his deep eyes were distracted, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

Li Qianrui asked carefully while drinking the soup, "Li Ru..."

Mo Shichen retracted his gaze, and the focus was gathered again, with a gentle smile on his face, "What?"

"Are you... planning to go back to Paris to become president?"

The man's handsome face was very calm, and he couldn't see any clues calmly. He just looked at her and asked, "Do you want me to go back?"

Li Qianrui lowered her head and bit the spoon, "I..." She hesitated for a while, still smiled bitterly and softly said, "I don't want it."

"why?"

"Because I think... if you become the president Mo Shichen, I won't be worthy of you," she raised her face and said in a helpless voice, "Probably... only a woman like Wen Yi can Worthy."

The sun was warm and the breeze passed by, Mo Shichen did not express his position, but said lightly, "You don't need to think about these things. If we get married, whether I am Li Ru or Mo Shichen, you are my wife."

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In the evening, Wen Ye’s dinner came to take a walk on the beach by the sea. Aleb followed her at a distance of two meters. She was wearing wide-leg cropped trousers and stepped barefoot on the soft sand. Sometimes there was cold water. Over the instep.

Her mobile phone was in Aleb's hand. As soon as it vibrated, Aleb stepped up to follow her, "Miss Wen, you have an incoming call."

Wen Yi stopped, stretched out his hand to take it, and glanced at the caller ID in the dark blue twilight. It was the phone number of the hospital nurse. At the beginning, in order to facilitate the great cause of "provoking divorce", he said hello to a few nurses so that understand situation.

The nurses are very dedicated and attentive, and they report something by SMS almost every day.

She didn't take the initiative to ask, but occasionally read the text messages.

Finger tapped to answer, the gentle voice filled the wind, "What's the matter?"

"Miss Wen," the nurse nurse was nervous and a little angry, "That little hooves are terrible. Just now Mr. Li left the hospital with his forefoot, she deliberately told her father in front of us that she wanted Married to Li Ru!"

She raised her hand and lifted her hair tossed by the sea breeze, "Really."

Compared with Wen Yi's less turbulent emotions, the nurse was simply filled with indignation, "That little **** is so proud that I am so angry."

Wen Yi thought it was funny, Li Qianrui, look soft and weak, claiming to be invincible, others ridiculed her and ridiculed her for not knowing how wronged she was, not to mention anything else, she was so proud in front of outsiders, I guess she would not dare.

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up, she handed the phone to Aleb again.

The wind on the beach was so strong that it blew her hair to her face. The setting sun had long since disappeared and the twilight was faint. Before Aleb could see the look on her face, Wen Yi had already turned around, making another footstep and walking forward. went.

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When Wen Yi returned to the hotel, Mo Shichen was already waiting in the living room.

With a beep, the man who was looking down at the book looked up and just saw the door opened and Wen Yi came in from outside.

His eyes met, Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman who was gnawing on the cone, and did not look away for a while.

Wen Yi glanced at him faintly, and he was not surprised that he would appear here, but his vision just swept away casually without making any pause.

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