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

The light is much warmer than this, but it is also a lot darker, quiet and ambiguous, the shadows of the two people fall on the carpet, and there are overlapping parts.

Mo Shichen amusedly watched her pursing her lips as if she was facing an enemy, "I sometimes don't understand whether your women are really shy, or do they think they should be shy and shy?"

Wen Yi raised his head and looked at his handsome face, half-dark and half-dark, "Do you believe it or not I will put the underwear you took off and stuff your mouth into your mouth?"

"letter."

"Then shut up."

"..."

Not only did she not want to hear the man teasing her, but she also did not want to see his gaze pinned to her from beginning to end, as if her every move was being studied by him, but his eyes were so existential that she wanted to ignore it. No way.

She pursed her lips and made a move that Mo Shichen had never expected.

She stood on tiptoe suddenly, blindfolded her hand towards the man's eyes.

Mo Shichen only felt dark in front of his eyes, and a soft and warm touch was on his eyes. At the same time, it was invaded, and there was also a woman's rich and dark fragrance, shallow and light, and it needs to be caught to smell, and then it sounded. Her voice, "Close your eyes."

He laughed in a low voice, "Are you really shy, madam, haven't you seen it or used it?"

She still kept the motion of covering his eyes with her hand, her gentle voice was indescribably arrogant, "Shut up, close your eyes, close all of them."

The man's voice was lazy and sexy, "Oh, yes."

She retracted her hand, and Mo Shichen had already closed his eyes, and the eyelashes that were too long for a man cast a shallow shadow on his handsome face, which was very beautiful.

Listening to him is like being teased, and being seen by him is like being **** by a woman.

Sure enough, she was more comfortable.

Wen Yi bent down and pulled the man’s trousers forcefully. It was easy to pull off. He was relieved, and was about to put the dry one on him, and the man’s faint voice rang out from the top of his head, "Mrs. Don't you wipe it?."

"..."

"Otherwise the water will get wet again, maybe you have to change it again."

"...I see, I'll wipe it for you."

She picked up the bath towel he wrapped around his waist and then threw it back on the sofa, wiped him off his shoulders, wiped all over the whole body, and then helped him put on his underwear, and finally took him a bathrobe on.

When Mo Shichen opened his eyes and lowered his head, all he saw were the fingers of the woman bowing his head to tie him.

The look of drooping eyebrows was indescribably soft and moving, his semi-wet hair exuded silent temptation, and the movement of wearing a belt was obviously nothing, but inexplicably aroused surgings in his blood. The lower abdomen tightened.

Wen Yi finished the task, took two steps back and distanced him from him. Looking at the man in the black bathrobe, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, wait for the doctor to come."

"Mrs."

After a busy time, Wen Yi felt a little thirsty, so he turned to pour some water, listened to him calling himself, and answered vaguely, "Huh?"

"You don't hate me, do you?"

Although it looks like a question, it sounds like he is just making a statement.

Wen Zhang was about to bring the cup to his lips, he paused when he heard the words, turned his head to look at him, smiled faintly, "I hate you and I still sleep with you all day, being kissed and done by you, I am so sick. Own."

She laughed, he did not laugh, but his expression was deep and gloomy, his thin lips closed together, and he uttered two words, "Hate?"

She said faintly, "You didn't do anything to make me hate you for the rest of my life, you can't commit it."

"Then I am now, is there something you like?"

Wen Yi lowered his head, drinking water slowly.

One third of the water in the glass was mixed by her. She put down the glass, looked at him again, and smiled to herself, "Prince Mo, it was something I had never changed ten years ago. If I meet you again with my mind today ...Actually, I will still like you again."

Mo Shichen didn't feel pleased by these words, but calmly asked, "But what?"

"But ah, I won't take marrying you as my goal anymore. I should rush to it. The big deal is to compete with Muse. Now I think she has chased you for more than half a year before getting it. It must not have moved you because of her beauty. ……Who loses and who wins is not always certain. Compared with a husband, you are more suitable to be a boyfriend. It’s a pleasure to be in love with you for a few years in your youth. Then you go to marry your father’s daughter-in-law, what about me. ..."

"Find an honest man to marry?" The man lifted his lips and interrupted her lukewarmly. "The honest man offended you. If you love enough and have enough fun, you want to marry someone and live a normal life?"

"..."

"According to your statement, all men and women who have been married or who have been in love are the catchers?"

Mo Shichen snorted, his eyes unhappy, his handsome face a little gloomy in the dim light.

"At least I won't be like you and Muse. Getting married seems like someone else is taking advantage of the sky. I want people to offer you like Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. It's not proper to give you up, and you have to talk with your ex. Unclear and lingering."

The man's voice chilled, and he rushed out of his throat without thinking, "Why am I unclear and lingering with her?"

"It's nothing, you must be there to enjoy every piano performance, and then you will give away your favorite champagne rose. The rose must be the best variety. Sometimes the rose in the flower shop is bought by someone who gets married. Mr. Mo will also send a private jet to airlift the freshest and best presented to the beauty, Bo Jia smiled."

The more she talked, her voice became colder, but she put on a gentle smile on her face, "Or I treat a gentleman's belly like a villain. In fact, Master Mo is just simply admiring the piano of others, without any other love between men and women? "

In fact, Mo Shichen already regretted it after asking the question.

He had learned something about her and his marital status from Kangding long ago. Among them, Kangding picked up a few of the more serious ones, and carefully talked about the deeds that made them quarrel and turn their faces.

Including the complete turnaround in their relationship...the first child they lost.

Those in the past can't be mentioned, Wen Yi has forgotten the best, even if she is just buried in memory, he shouldn't turn it out, like a scarred wound, he has to poke out new blood.

Wen Yi looked at his tightly pressed thin lips, and asked with a sneer, "Do you still want to hear me telling you how you used to be unclear and lingering?"

Mo Shichen stood in the light, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and looked at her silently and deeply.

Wen Yi raised his foot and walked towards the bedroom door, "The doctor should be coming soon, I will pick him up."

"Wen Yi," the man stopped her when she opened the door, "If I hurt you then... because I don't love you, and now I fall in love with you?"

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