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

Wen Yi’s car was still parked in the underground parking lot of her apartment building, so when she came to the company in the morning, she drove a white Bentley in Mo Shichen’s garage. When the car drove back to the parking lot of the manor, she saw it. An outside Ferrari parked there.

From the passenger seat, she pushed the car door and got out of the car with the documents that Kangding had compiled, and walked directly into the house. When entering the living room, the servant was relieved when she saw her, and said, "Mrs. ,you are back."

She changed her shoes and said casually, "Is there any tea? I'm a little thirsty."

"I'll give it to you now."

Wen Yin said, after changing his shoes, he picked up the documents and walked to the coffee table in front of the sofa to put it down. He took off his small suit jacket and just sat down to rest.

The servant brought the tea that had already been prepared and said, "Prepared in advance, it should be just right to drink now."

Wen Yi took it, lowered his head and drank slowly.

It was about seeing Wen Yi hit the door and he was warm and warm, changing shoes and drinking tea without urgency, but the servant was uncomfortable for the first time, and stood aside and said, "Madam...you don't go up and take a look. ?"

Wen Yi raised his eyelids and said funnyly, "What am I going to do, as the hostess?"

She came back at this time only because she had told the man to come back before noon before leaving, and her work had already been done, as for Muse.

She did not come back for her, nor did she not come back.

"Oh my wife, a lone man and a widow, that Muse, with his thighs exposed in such a cold day, so unpretentious, this is here to visit the patient, it is not clear that he came to seduce a man... and ran to someone's house. Here, who are these people."

Wen Yi held the tea cup and laughed hard, "Mother Su, your eldest son can't bend his waist, let alone showing a thigh, she won't be able to show it anywhere."

Besides, the pursuit is unavoidable to seduce. Since it is a seduce, it is understandable to show your beautiful face and figure. As for running to the house... Is your sweetheart sick? Xi Han Wen Nuan is such a good opportunity, she will not miss it.

The servant looked at the look with drooping eyebrows, sighed, and finally stopped saying anything, just asked, "Madam, do you want to have lunch for the guests?"

Wen Yi put down the tea cup and said lightly, "No need."

"Are you sure she will leave by herself?"

She looked at her wife, and she didn't seem to be able to drive people away.

Wen Yi pulled a long smile on his lips, his tone of voice was inconspicuously contemptuous, "The old man was injured in bed. She can't eat with him in the bedroom, so she can only go downstairs to the restaurant, but she and me What do you mean by eating together?"

"I understand."

Wen Yi sat on the sofa for another five minutes, and finally took a sip of tea before he picked up the papers and walked up the stairs again. It's one thing if Muse is eating here, but since she's back, would you like to ask me a question? , Is a matter of etiquette and politeness.

The stairs and the corridors of the living room are carpeted, and walking on them basically makes no noise. Besides, she changed the indoor shoes of the house, the soles are very soft, and the steps are soft.

She had just freed a hand from the document she was holding and was about to knock on the door. The movement of raising her hand to buckle was interrupted by the sound from inside.

"Muse," it was Mo Shichen who spoke out, but his voice revealed an obvious and rare gloom, which was completely different from the conversation she accidentally heard outside the president's office last night——

It's weird to say that Muse went to the man publicly and privately twice, and met her in chat.

Mo Shichen, who was talking to Muse at noon yesterday, is still the same, no matter what he says, he always carries the skin of a gentle noble son, always light, careless, incomprehensible, and unpredictable.

But now, the coldness in his tone has not restrained, and there are even signs of bursts, "I always don't like to repeat the same meaning, and I don't like to repeat the bad things, so this time I finished. , I hope you don’t let me express it again, let alone make me feel that I need to do something before you can really understand it.”

"Why?!" Hearing the voice of Muse seemed agitated. "Did Wen Yi tell you something? While she told me that she didn't love you, she forced you to tell me that? I used to I just think she is hypocritical, why is she so double-handed now..."

"enough."

The two cold words are not heavy, but Wen Yi listens outside the door and makes people think that his eyebrows must be very dark at this time.

Then she felt that this kind of behavior of listening to the corner was still not good, so she considered whether she should retreat temporarily, or knock on the door directly.

"Eleven!"

"It’s your freedom to like whoever you like. It’s your business if you like me, but if your feelings disturb me, it’s my business. From today on, Miss Muse, whether it's a business or a private business like now For the reason, I trouble you, don’t show up in my sight and life."

The handsome face of the man was as indifferent as water, and his eyes could not feel the slightest temperature.

He didn't think he exuded such a straightforward and sharp indifference.

Wen Yi also knows that based on her personal experience and occasional encounters, this man's attitude of rejecting women is basically not like this... How to describe it, although the meaning will be clearly expressed, but the demeanor is always there, no Like Mo Shiqian, he just wrote on his face that I don't like you, don't bother me.

He now seems to have the aura of Mo Shiqian's possession.

What else to do... reject a woman, what does he want to do?

What's wrong with Muse, wanting to **** him while he is injured and unable to move?

"Why?" Muse is obviously more confused and more difficult to understand than Wen Yi. Like Wen Yi, she knows Mo Shichen to some extent. He basically doesn't bother to take care of women he doesn't like, and basically doesn't speak righteously. Whatever the face says without mercy, it is not reluctant, or it makes no difference to people who like him or not, only people who like him or not make a difference.

Muse saw that he was serious, so he became more emotional, "You obviously didn't have this attitude yesterday. Did Wen Yi tell you something, or did she force you?"

Mo Shichen's handsome face was somber and expressionless, and his voice was cold, "Even if she says something, you are qualified to question? Muse, you are thirty years old, and I need to teach you again— —Who is she and what are you?"

Muse raised her volume out of control, "What did she tell you?"

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