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

Naturally speaking, Muse.

She stared at Mo Shichen closely with her eyes. Except for him, she seemed to never see the existence of anyone else. There was a cautious look in her expression that did not match her.

Mo Shichen's gaze shifted from Wen Yi's face to Muse's body.

Deep in her eyes were sadness and anxiety, not as beautiful and confident as she seemed on the surface.

He could tell at a glance, what kind of scheming this woman was standing here tonight, even asking her ex-husband to explain for her, it is not difficult for him to see that she still needs to inspire all her courage.

After so many years, do you still think about him, even if he has been married and married another woman, he disappeared for five years, and now he is showing his favor to another woman in front of everyone.

Love him so much?

But this woman who claimed to have loved him more than ten years ago was unfeelingly calm and neat.

Mo Shichen finally retracted the hand that stretched towards Wen Yi, but did not turn to stretch out to the other person, but inserted it into his trousers pocket casually, in a relaxed posture, without being in the slightest. Embarrassed and embarrassed to refuse.

He turned his head to look at Muse, his thin lips pursed a faint smile, and his voice was low and lazy, "When a man is rejected by a woman, but can’t wait to accept another woman’s rescue, it’s uglier than being rejected, Miss Muse. The opening dance is amazing, next time I have a chance, I will ask you to dance again."

Muse looked at her blankly, her beautiful face smiling again.

This smile was much more genuine than the one he had on the stairs when he went downstairs just now, even his eyes seemed to be bright.

Mo Shichen had already turned around and walked to the makeshift stand.

This time he turned around, and the corner of his eye never glanced at Wen Yi again. The handsome face was always gentle, but indifferent and bitter, it still made people afraid to approach easily.

A glass of wine was handed to Wen Yi's hand, followed by Wen Hanye's long voice like a voiceover, "Drink some wine and calm down."

Wen Yi looked up at his elder brother, took it without thinking, raised his head and took a sip.

The spicy wine is choking.

She coughed for a while before she was relieved, "What do you give me a drink?"

"Vodka."

Wen Yi looked at him speechlessly, his blushing face had not returned to its original color.

Wen Hanye propped his head and looked at her, "You are obviously much more comfortable than I am when you grow up. You just come here casually, why did you get crooked?"

Wen Yi, "..."

"Do you think I should agree to accept his invitation?"

Wen Hanye touched his chin, "As you know, he will confess after dancing."

Wen Yi did not speak, she did know it, and because she knew it, she refused even Wu. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to refuse to confess?

"Let him confess in public, wouldn't it be better if you dump him with great pride?"

Wen Yi, "..."

"Not promising."

She glanced at the wine in her hand and took another sip. After a while, she said faintly, "Brother, you have grown up well, and it's rare to be so naive at this age."

Wen Hanye, "..."

"Drink at the bar, get drunk and take me back."

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When Mo Shichen was speaking on the stage, he clearly didn't consciously look in the direction of the woman, but his eyesight was too good. When his eyes were scanned, it was inevitable to see her sitting with the man with a wine glass in his hand. His head still leaned on the man's shoulder from time to time.

[Tell me, can you just roll into bed with any man with a drink? 】

[It needs to be good-looking. 】

A dark haze fell on his eyebrows, this woman...

He spoke for a while on stage, but it didn’t take long. After all, he had to explain his “death” for so long, and let the partners of Clod-Summer see clearly that their brothers were “harmonious”. Even if the position of the president changes, nothing else will change.

After the speech, he was entangled again by his former friends and some of his partners. Even if he was perfunctory, he couldn't shake his face and leave. Besides, Mo Shiqian disappeared after he stepped down. He was all alone. Coping.

So he talked and laughed with a steady stream of "partners", and finally caught the time, only to find that Wen Yi who was sitting on the sofa was missing, his brows jumped, this woman, could it be that she had gone with the man just now.

Think about how she would become... that unsuspecting appearance after drinking, and the dark prey under his eyes gradually grew.

He took out his cell phone to call her, and was hung up as usual.

This was the first time he had lost his temper after she had hung up countless calls.

Just as he was about to send someone to look for him, he happened to see Mo Shiqian who came out of him and didn't know where he was coming from. His face sank, and he lost the gentleness and elegance of the moment. Mi squinted his eyes and asked, "Where is Wen Ye? "

"She went back."

"Who drove her after she drank?"

Mo Shiqian didn't pick his eyelids, and said lightly, "Isn't it obvious?"

It really was the man just now.

Mo Shichen laughed very furiously, and said in a negative test, "I said, brother, if my woman gets touched by another man, you think you can return to Lan with the woman named Chi Huan smoothly. Two cities and two places?"

Mo Shiqian sarcasm calmly, "You woman? Didn't you just get rejected again? The woman who clamored to divorce you is also your woman, you are really shameless than you seem."

Mo Shichen skillfully took a cigarette out of his body and lit it. When he smoked with a cigarette **** in his eyebrows, a certain kind of viciousness appeared between his eyebrows, and the smoke was spit out. He chuckled deep behind the pale pale color, "The woman I saw, It's mine."

It was not yesterday, and it will be tomorrow.

As for today, today is the most interesting process, right?

Mo Shiqian glanced at him coolly, "You are nowhere near as deep as you show, you can't even talk about love, do you think she can't see it? The bells and whistles haven't followed her five years ago. It's useful to go to Lancheng."

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In front of Wen Yi's apartment, the man coming out of the elevator happened to meet the man coming out of the apartment with the door closed.

The former is Mo Shichen, and the latter is Wen Hanye.

Mo Shichen was wearing a long black trench coat and squinted at the man who seemed to be gentle but always somewhat frivolous, remembering the last words Mo Shiqian said today——

"You didn't even know that it was her brother who was there today."

He paused, and his smiley eyes looked at him without dodge, "Mr. Wen, I'm really sorry, I didn't recognize it at the banquet just now, and didn't say hello."

Wen Hanye spread his hands, with a smile on his face, "It's mine. Yier didn't introduce me to me. I'm not embarrassed to brazenly climb the relationship... Did Master Mo come to find Yier? She drank some wine. Already asleep."

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