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

Thinking of going back to Paris, it might be difficult to eat such an authentic Chinese meal, so Wen Yi asked Aleb to order a table of homemade dishes that are unique to domestic restaurants.

When the waiter was pushing in the dining car to deliver the meal, Aleb came in with a scald cream next to him. He glanced at the back of Wen Yi’s hand, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Miss Wen, you first apply some Ointment."

Wen Yi looked at the ointment placed beside her and looked up at him.

Aleb explained, "I just ran into Mr. Li when I came here in the morning. He said that your hand was burned."

Wen Yi didn't speak, picked up the ointment and squeezed it out, smeared it on the wound with his finger, and said lightly, "You will book the ticket for me later."

Aleb was slightly surprised. "Back to Paris?"

Wen Yi looked at his hand, then changed his attention, "Go to Lancheng, tomorrow morning."

"Lancheng?"

"Ok."

Aleb didn't ask any more, nodded, and walked out quietly.

When Wen Yi picked up the chopsticks and started to eat slowly, she remembered in vain...The man didn't take any measures last night. Of course, he was rushing to get her pregnant. It was impossible to take measures, and all of them were taken. She is inside.

She wanted Aleb to buy contraceptives, and then remembered that when she returned to Paris, her mother would inevitably interrogate him. Although it was not a big deal if she knew it, she still called the hotel customer service on the inside line and gave a tip for service. Sheng bought emergency contraceptives nearby and brought them to her.

Half an hour after the meal, she took the medicine and blown the air on the balcony. When she returned to the living room, she saw the phone on the coffee table shaking. She walked over and took a look—

Li Ru.

She narrowed her eyes and cut off the phone without thinking.

Then, the phone came in again.

She sneered, then picked up the phone, and directly blocked the man's number.

[Mo Shiqian said, when you are pregnant, he will release Qian Rui. 】

This sentence appeared in her mind. The fingers on her mobile phone were white because of the joints too hard. She didn't understand what was in the minds of the two brothers.

Does Mo Shiqian think she can calm him by having a baby?

Or did Mo Shichen think...she would let herself be pregnant with his child?

It is more naive than the other.

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The next day, the VIP terminal of the airport.

Wen Yi sat on the soft sofa with her elbows resting on the armrests to support her head, closing her eyes and resting her mind. Suddenly, a rich fragrance floated into her nose, her eyelids moved, and then she opened them. Closed eyes.

She had a cup of coffee in her long, well-knotted fingers right in front of her eyes.

She raised her head and saw the gentle and handsome face of the man. She was looking at her with her eyes low. There was a slight smile in her eyes, and the heat of coffee made this smile blurry.

His voice is as gentle as temperament, "You seem to have a habit of drinking coffee in the morning."

habit?

She did have this habit. A cup of black coffee before work was the perfect sign of her state. She didn't work during this period, but she still drank the coffee, but he had already gone to the hospital to see Li Qianrui.

Except for one time... he left something in the morning and turned it back to pick it up. She was sitting in the living room looking at the quarterly watch sent from Paris. Next to the notebook was freshly brewed coffee.

Wen Yi did not answer, "Why are you here."

The man did not answer, "Have you taken medicine?"

This medicine refers to the contraceptive pill, it goes without saying.

Wen Yi pulled his lips, turned his face away, and ordered the bodyguard standing behind, "Pull him out of my sight."

Mo Shichen, "..."

The bodyguard stepped forward and had to do it. The man stretched out his hand holding the coffee. He didn't care about Wen Yi's attitude, and said lightly, "I will just disappear, why bother with your Miss Wen's coffee."

Wen Yi's face was cold and did not speak.

The bodyguard still took the coffee.

Mo Shichen lowered his head and glanced at Wen Yi, his eyes were dull and complicated, he didn't say anything, he inserted his trouser pocket with one hand and turned away.

When he walked far away, the bodyguard asked carefully, "Miss Wen, this coffee?"

She didn't lift her eyelids, "Throw it away."

Who wants to drink his coffee, is this man paying her respects?

Because she took the contraceptive pill and his hard work of planting last night was in vain, so he wanted to change his gentle policy, in order to continue sleeping with him, so as to complete the "task" Mo Shiqian gave him?

Wen Yi sneered, eyes indifferent.

Thinking of Mo Shiqian, it is a new kind of gritted teeth.

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Based on his indifference to Mo Shichen at this stage, Wen Yi didn’t even bother to think about why he appeared in the terminal until she found out--

When she went to Lancheng, he flew to Lancheng. She went to find Chi Huan to eat with Chi Huan, and he followed her not far away. When she returned to Paris, he took the same flight back to Paris.

She ignored his existence, and he would not come up to talk to her like he did at the airport, and always follow her at a visible distance.

When coming out of the airport exit, I don't know if it was a coincidence or he was still following her all the way. Amidst the crowds, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the man standing out among the crowd.

This time, he didn't look at her.

The temperature in Paris this season is much lower than that in Jiangcheng. He is wearing a thin and casual coat, which is very self-cultivating, which makes his tall figure more heroic.

The man's face under his short hair was so warm and expressionless, he seemed to look at the crowd of people he was looking at, as if looking at the appearance of this familiar and unfamiliar airport, as if looking for something, it seemed empty and blank.

The only certainty is that he is standing there, there is an indescribable loneliness.

The more noisy the crowd, the more obvious the loneliness.

Wen Yi quickly withdrew his gaze and took Chi Huan to the place where the driver had been waiting.

Mo Shichen looked over the crowd and quickly found her.

When he was Li Ru, Wen Yi was the most complicated existence for him.

When he decided to do Hui Mo Shichen, this woman was his most familiar bondage.

But this time, until her figure disappeared completely, he didn't follow.

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The car parked in front of the old and luxurious door of Lawrence Manor.

The driver in the driver's seat opened the door for Mo Shichen, and after he got out of the car, he bowed his head respectfully and said, "Master, President Mo asked me to tell you that this manor has been uninhabited since your father passed away. , But someone has been cleaning it on time, and some people have cleaned up and prepared again in the past two days. If you have any needs, you can tell me directly that I will be responsible for following you during this period."

Has been uninhabited?

Mo Shichen looked inside through the black railing and asked faintly, "Can't Mo Shiqian live here?"

"The second son and his wife have always lived in their own villa."

He hummed, lowered his head and asked, "Where is Wen Yi."

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