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

Seduction has never been a woman's exclusive, and so can men.

Wen Yi felt that she was always bewitched by him when she was young. At that time, she was really ignorant and weak in mind. He yearned for his handsome and noble skin, humble and polite posture, and superimposed halo.

She has already experienced storms and waves, and has seen all kinds of men.

But even so, she was still a little bit overwhelmed by the low, magnetic voice and the temptation of the purely masculine breath exuding from him, so that in her mind, she was trapped by him that night in Jiangcheng. Under her body, the scenery lingering through the night, even her body... can think of the strong sense of aftermath that sinks into the loss of self and consciousness.

Once I was young and ignorant, now it may be... after a long time, I tasted in vain, it is inevitable that some...

Wen Yi closed his eyes, set his mind, and barely spoke out calmly, and said contemptuously, "Isn't it normal for your men to have the upper brain? It must be blamed on women. Why are you so thick-skinned?"

Mo Shichen pressed her chin with his fingers, and the corners of his lips smiled, "I think you are a dignified celebrity style in front of others. Why do you come to me? You have to ridicule me whenever you are. It's really special to me, Mrs. Mo."

Wen Yi glanced at him, don't turn his face cold and cold, "Because you owe it."

Before she finished speaking, her face was stunned by the man, and at the same time, the man smiled lowly, "I think you have to plug your mouth with something."

Wen Yi, "..."

Her face was inevitably stained red, either ashamed or angry, "Mo Shichen!"

The man's fingertips stroked her soft cheeks, with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and the tone became more and more teasing, "What are you thinking, so angry, could it be..." He paused, and smiled. "You are really nasty than me, Mrs. Mo."

Wen Yi, "..."

After being molested continuously, Wen Yi decided not to fight with him anymore. Knowing it was futile, he pushed his shoulders, "You get up, I'm going back to the company to work."

He made an understatement, and went to take off her clothes with his hands down, "I will let you go when I spread the cold virus to you."

Wen Yi, "..."

Realizing that the man had reached a part of her leg with one hand, and the other hand was really about to unbutton her, she took a deep breath, concealing the slight panic in her heart, and bit her lip and said coldly "It’s not a last resort, I don’t want to turn my face completely, I know you know this too, but Mo Shichen, we should all give each other some face, otherwise, the face that shouldn’t be torn will be Torn."

Mo Shichen stopped his hand movements, and looked down at her face condescendingly. His lazy and full expression faded a bit, then raised her face calmly, "You clearly didn't show that you don't want to. Why bother to refuse so ruthlessly, don't you feel too disappointed?"

Flirting this kind of thing, pay attention to you and me, Wen Yi is a good target, she is not as familiar as a veteran in love, and is not too reserved to make people feel dull, she should be very informed and interesting , Because she is not without feeling,

It's a pity that she has to pierce this layer of paper to the point of no mercy, which is indeed a bit boring.

It seemed that at this moment, the ambiguity that had just been exaggerated was washed away by her.

Wen Yi lay under him, she pulled her lips, and stretched the end of her voice a little bit, "It’s better than repeating the same mistakes. I’ve suffered a lot, and I have to learn more. , What do you say, grandpa?"

Mo Shichen's eyes finally darkened.

Repeat the same mistakes.

She said lightly, "Now, can you let me go?"

"No way."

Wen Yi didn't expect such an answer, he didn't speak, and looked at him silently.

He hooked his lips. "You also said, I don't like to do useless work, I have been exposed to rain for several hours, and I have been uncomfortable after a night of sleep and burning. If I have no gain at all, I will be sad. Can't sleep."

Wen Yi, "..."

She sarcastically said with a smile, "So, do you have to exercise to avoid it?"

He looked down at her and smiled lazily, "You said you are going to tear your face, how dare I."

Wen Yi didn't say a word, waiting for his next words.

The man narrowed his eyes and said in compromise, "Lend me a hug and sleep."

Wen Yi, "..."

She didn't smile, "You can't sleep without me?"

He laughed lowly, "You won't believe me when I say that, so why ask."

"I don't promise you that it's endless, right?"

Mo Shichen touched her chin, and his smile returned to lightness, "Like you said, we leave some faces for each other. You don't want to be me, but you must let me take advantage, eh? "

"Co-author, you don't press me down like you did in Jiangcheng last time, I should be grateful?"

"You are obviously refreshed, and enjoy it very much, it seems that I have taken advantage of it," the man's handsome face showed a little bit of fatigue, he yawned lazily, and finally got down from her with one arm around her. Her waist and chin were buried in her shoulders, and she muttered, "I'm sleepy, Mrs. Mo, you are really difficult to deal with. Let me sleep for a while and stop making trouble."

Stop it?

Who is making trouble, Mrs. Mo, with his mouth shut, why is this man so invincible?

Mo Shichen was indeed sleepy.

After Wen Yi came back from the airport yesterday, he slept for almost an afternoon, and then went to sleep all night, but Mo Shichen took a few hourly naps on the plane, and after getting off the plane, he has never closed his eyes.

As soon as the effect of the cold medicine came up, the tip of the nose smelled the fragrant fragrance of the woman, and quickly fell asleep.

Wen Yi looked at the face of the man leaning on his shoulder in an angry manner. He couldn't help but want to break his arm and push his head away. As a result, after waiting, he had some results. The man's arm became tighter. Wrapped up, the thin lips were almost next to her ears when the head was leaning over, and said dumbly, "Stop it, huh?"

After repeating this several times, the man who did not sleep deeply because of her "noisy" was awakened, and his temper became bigger and bigger every time, and Wen Yi also struggled with a thin cold sweat.

Finally, she finally gave up, looked at the white ceiling above, sighed, and stayed peacefully in his arms.

It was quiet in the second bedroom. The only thing she could hear clearly was the man's even and heavy breathing and the sound of his heart beating in his chest.

She closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep to pass this boring and helpless time, but she was really full of sleep, and she couldn't feel sleepy in the morning. After looking around, her sight still inevitably fell on The man's face.

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