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

Wen Yi's face was already reddened by his breath when he spoke. Hearing this, the redness became deeper and spread to the back of her ears, just wanting to kick him again.

She was annoyed, but still clutching his shirt, stood on her toes and took a strong bite on his lips.

Mo Shichen had a slight pain, but he didn't push her away. Instead, he kissed her back proactively. His powerful tongue penetrated into her mouth, holding her sweet and soft.

Finally returned to the bedroom.

When it was dark, the servant who had been waiting for them to go down hesitated and decided to come up and remind--

For dinner tonight, although the wife did not cook it herself, she carefully drafted the menu according to the eldest son's preferences, which took a lot of her thoughts.

At that time, the sky was so blue that it was almost dark, and the lights in the manor were bright, but the lights in the bedroom were off, and the curtains fluttered with the wind, adding a bit of charm to the enthusiasm of the room.

On the double bed in the room, two bodies are lingering to death.

Wen Yi was pressed by the man, his wrists were pressed on top of his head with one hand, unable to resist any resistance, the thrill of the hard and soft collision was like a raging wave, which would drown her or even drown her.

Her eyes are open, but her vision is blurred.

She could only see the two above her in a daze, handsome and sexy, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, as if it were dripping on her chest, hot and hot.

She seemed to have seen his eyes, they were deep, dark, hot and focused, as if they were affectionate.

It's just like--

He looked at her like that before the accident.

When the bedroom door knocked, her red, sweaty and blurred face suddenly stiffened. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man on her body. She opened her mouth and said a word that was unevenly broken, "You... the servant called us, Mo Shi Chen, eat..."

The man's breath is also unstable, but his tone is barely flat, "After eating you, go to eat."

"Someone... knocks on the door..."

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes, no matter how good-tempered a man was, he couldn't help being disturbed when doing errands. He was already a little impatient when he knocked on the door just now. He just put it up for the time being. After all, more or less qualified servants win of.

The host and hostess shouldn't knock on the door in the bedroom. What they are doing is self-evident.

He lowered his head, spit out the words "Don't care" in a low voice, and then sealed her lips.

Sure enough, after knocking on the door a few times, it fell silent, and it didn't ring again.

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After waiting for the matter, the sky was completely dark, and the moon was almost suspended.

Mo Shichen hugged her into the bathroom, and the two took a shower together. After all, after the long-haul flight, coupled with the jet lag, the man did not have the energy to toss her for the second time. After the shower, he put on his clothes. Ready to go downstairs to eat.

Wen Yi had a dull face and a little temper. He sat cross-legged on the single sofa cross-legged, holding a book in his hand, turning his head down casually, and said to him without a good face, "Go down and eat yourself. , I will not eat anymore."

Mo Shichen stared at her from a short distance for a while, then walked over, put his hand on the armrest of the sofa, supported his body, and blocked her sight.

The man’s mellow voice sounded over her head, "Madam, your physique is very special. You can be full if you eat something from a man? Would you like to feed you more?"

Wen Yi hadn't reacted yet. When she understood the meaning, her face burst into red instantly, and she almost smashed the book in his hand towards his handsome face, "Mo Shichen, shut your mouth! "

He smiled softly and spoiled, "Then let's go down for dinner?"

She looked away, "Don't go."

Mo Shichen stretched out his hand and shook her face, "Where does it make you unhappy? Lift your pants and turn your face."

I have never seen such shameless.

He leaned down and said, "When the child has a temper, he won't eat, madam, if you don't say anything, I really feed you."

Wen Yi, "..."

She also thinks that she is so arrogant, but it's not that she wants to have a temper. She just remembered that the servant came up and knocked on the door just now. She probably knew what they were doing. Although some things were tacit, the couple did something their lover did. It's normal, but I know it's a little different from crashing.

She was not as thick-skinned as this man, and she didn't want to go down to see people right now.

She looked slowly, turned her head and said to him, "I'll have supper later, you can go and eat first."

Mo Shichen looked at her, his eyes darkened, then a little smile appeared, and after a while he stood up, "Okay, I will come up to accompany you after eating."

After that, he turned around, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Wen Yi felt that he was letting go in vain, and she hadn't reacted for a while. She had just subconsciously thought that this man was going to coax her for a while, but everyone else had already left.

The mood that didn't have much at first suddenly became dull!

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Mo Shichen wanted to bring the food to the living room, and the servants naturally rushed over to help, but he faintly refused, and said gently and briefly, "You just need to arrange the food on the plate for me."

"But Grandpa...How many times do you have to go up and down the stairs alone?"

He still smiled, "It's okay."

Then Wen Yi, who was sulking on the sofa reading a book, saw the man coming up with the dinner plate.

She pressed her lips and also reacted.

How could she hide that little thought from his eyes.

But she still sat on the sofa and didn't move.

Mo Shichen held the dinner plate in both hands, moving neatly and beautifully. He pointed his chin to the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, "Mrs., help me open the door."

Before he was inconvenient to go downstairs during recuperation, so he set aside a small dining table on the balcony. Later, he did not withdraw it. This time it came in handy again.

Wen Yi didn't shy away either. Seeing that he didn't have free hands, and it would be very hard to hold it like this all the time, he got off the sofa, quickened his pace and walked over, pushing the French windows open.

A slight cool breeze hit, blowing away a lot of the ambiguous heating in the room, and it was kind of transparent and comfortable.

Mo Shichen put the plate on the table and took out the dishes one by one.

Seeing her taking care of herself, she sat down in a chair and said quite amusingly, "Madam, are you hungry? Just now I said that I would have a late snack before eating."

Wen Yi raised his eyes and stared at him.

He smiled softly and slightly evil, "If the baby is hungry, I will go down and bring up all the food, otherwise I will be enough to eat this."

She didn't reply to him, she reached out to take the small bowl and spoon and slowly scooped up the soup. After scooping half of the bowl, she looked up at him and scolded him, "Don't go, do you want to starve me?"

His lips smiled deeper, "Yes."

Mo Shichen ran upstairs and downstairs in person three times, and did not ask the servants to help. Wen Yi was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you let Mama Su help you?"

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