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

Or is it that the former Mo Shichen was a competent gentleman?

In response to him, Mo Shiqian sneered, "She is your woman, not mine. It is not my turn to hurt. Oh, remind you, Wen Yi has been married to you for two or three years. How about it, but she has already shed two children for you, staying alive for five years, and then hurting her for another woman...Are you still a man?"

Mo Shichen was originally looking at the distant boundary where the sea and the sky intersect. After all, the dark pupils changed. The ink color was like a dry field, gradually cracking into fine lines, making his pupils appear in a completely broken state. .

He did not speak.

Until Mo Shiqian on the other end of the phone didn't continue this silence, he cut off the phone directly, and the silence in his ear turned into a beeping sound.

After a long time, his hand holding the phone fell back to his side.

Did you shed two children?

That woman really never mentioned anything between them to him, nor did he want to understand...or rather, refuse to understand. Some things are not intended to be returned, any curiosity is unnecessary. of.

But at this time, he still inevitably had a desire to understand the past after all.

Miscarriage, why?

Even five years ago, when she was younger, Wen Yi would not be a confused woman. If she didn't plan to have children, she would not let herself be pregnant.

If you want it, why does it shed again? And still twice.

He asked himself that although he is not a good man, he shouldn't do things like frequent miscarriages for women, let alone his wife, either preparing to give birth or using contraception.

why.

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Wen Yi didn't leave the hotel suite all day. Although she felt that this matter had nothing to do with her, the two brothers would not do her **** even if they turned against each other, but no matter how her business was, they would still be upset. Confused.

When Mo Shichen went to see her, she was having dinner in the restaurant.

Aleb also knew about Mo Shiqian's kidnapping Li Qianrui. They also knew that they had quarreled and broke up in the morning, so when Mo Shichen came to the door of the suite, Aleb went in with him.

Wen Yi looked at the man who appeared again. He was not surprised. He raised his head and glanced at him before continuing to eat. "If it is for Li Qianrui's business, you might as well go to Paris to find your brother. It is useless to find me. I will not I can't control it."

Mo Shichen glanced at Aleb next to him, and said lightly, "I want to talk to you."

"You said."

The man squinted his eyes, "You eat first, I won't disturb you."

Wen Yi was too lazy to say something.

Mo Shichen pulled away the chair opposite her and sat down.

Aleb saw that their atmosphere was still mild, and Mo Shichen was also very calm. There was no sign of quarrel, so he nodded slightly, then turned around and went out.

There were only two of them left in the entire suite.

Mo Shichen stared at the woman who was dining elegantly opposite him without saying a word, his eyes were complicated and dark.

Wen Yi never looked up.

Until half an hour later, the woman slowly finished her dinner in a state of eating cat food. After she put down her knife and fork, Mo Shichen did not immediately "talk" with her, but got up and went. Pour her a cup of tea.

Wen Yi had already followed out. She glanced at the hot tea that was placed on the coffee table by the man, and smiled, "You don't think, show this kind of hospitality... I can give you clues about Li Qianrui's kidnapping, right?"

He said lightly, "Just finished eating, you should drink some water to moisturize your throat."

At this time, Wen Yi looked at the man's gentle and handsome face, completely unable to think of...what does the words moisten his throat mean.

She smiled coolly, touched the tea, it was still very hot, so she turned around and prepared to sit down on the sofa, and said lightly as she walked, "Say, you want to talk to me."

Wen Yi just took a step forward, and her arm was grabbed by someone. She was annoyed, and she was about to turn her head and curse and just say something when she has something to say. Shao Te always pulls with her instead of pulling her hand. Can you talk or what?

But she could not say this sentence.

Because in the next second, she was dragged by the man directly and vigorously in front of him, and then when she opened her eyes, she clasped her face with one hand and kissed directly.

When the thin lips carrying the thick and distinctive masculine breath covered her lips, Wen Ye's actually had no sense of reality, and she did not react for several seconds.

It wasn't until the refocused pupils finally saw and confirmed the magnified version of the handsome face in front of her that there was a bang in her mind and it exploded directly.

She wanted to talk and found her lips were blocked.

It was not a simple kiss, he opened her lips directly, and his flexible tongue pierced in and kissed deeply.

Wen Yi’s brain was numb, shaking her nerves and kicking him fiercely. Like the morning, the shoes she wore indoors were not offensive. Instead, her waist was caught by the man’s powerful fingers and was directly taken. Going to the back, then fell into the sofa.

He pressed on her body, his figure and aura tightly trapped her under him.

Wen Yi felt baffled, she didn't know what was wrong with this man, what he wanted to do, but for some reason, she instinctively leaked some panic emotions.

He was above her, narrowing deep eyes looking down at her, and the calm flame was burning.

She didn't know that her attention would be so distorted, she suddenly noticed that the clothes he was wearing today were the clothes she "forced" him to buy. The upper body was a shirt. At this time, his slender and well-defined fingers were straight. Unbuttoned one by one.

She even remembered that when he came to see her in the morning to "settle the bill," he was obviously wearing Li Ru's clothes.

He wore a well-dressed shirt, more well-dressed than all men.

He pressed her with one hand and took off his clothes with the other. He didn't have time to continue kissing her for the time being. Wen Yi was temporarily relieved. She gasped and looked at the man who was staring at her while unbuttoning her, and asked almost incoherently. "What do you want to do? Are you crazy?"

She wanted to retreat, but her leg was pressed by the man’s knees, and pushing him hard had no effect at all. Seeing the man’s chest exposed more and more, the content in her mind became less and less, so she didn’t need to turn around. I also know what he wants to do in this posture.

She opened her mouth and wanted to call Aleb, but before her voice reached her throat, she was interrupted by the man's cold smile, "The soundproofing of the six-star presidential suite, you should keep your throat and call later."

Wen Yi stretched out his hand firmly against his chest as he pressed it down, "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"

Her wrist was clasped by the hand that threw the shirt aside, and she pressed it on the sofa behind. Mo Shichen lowered her head, and her breath was sprayed on her cheeks when she spoke. "Mo Shiqian said, waiting for you to become pregnant. , He released Qian Rui."

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