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

It was still early, around 7 or 8 o’clock, he came before her, but these days he was busy dealing with trivial things that were too small but could not be free. Sometimes there were things on the company side that he needed to handle and explain in person, so I haven't had time to adjust the jet lag, and I usually just hold on.

I didn’t feel sleepy just now, I just lay on my bed like this, and when I looked at the woman’s sleeping face, the impetuousness in my heart gradually settled down. The bedroom was quiet, and I could hear more clearly in the dark after the lights were turned off. The sound of waves coming and going up and down.

So far, as if from outside the world.

So close, you can imagine the sea beating against the beach.

So sleepy hit, he simply lay down, next to the woman’s soft body, with his chin buried in her shoulders, and after breathing evenly, he could smell the fragrance of the shower gel mixed with fragrance, if it seemed like nothing, Soothe the nerves and hypnosis.

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Mo Shichen woke up suddenly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a dark blue faint light, not night, but faintly close to the night, it should be the dawn of the sky.

He suddenly realized that his side seemed to be cold.

He turned his head, and the woman who should have been lying there was gone.

Where did she go?

Mo Shichen lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. He turned on the light and walked out on the thick soft carpet regardless of whether he was wearing shoes or not.

He even passed a ridiculous idea in an instant, did this woman leave quietly?

Because it's too early, it's not light.

Fortunately, when he walked out of the bedroom, he saw that the suitcase he had brought from Ye Silan last night was still in the original place. Then, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head and looked towards the balcony.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were left open, and the innermost layer of tulle was raised by the wind, rising and falling quietly.

The chair outside was very large, but Mo Shichen still saw the woman inside, because she put one hand on the armrest, and there was a bottle of wine and a glass on the round table next to it.

Wen Yi stretched out his hand to serve the wine glass, his wrist was suddenly clasped, and then, the warm light from the French window behind the French window was also hidden by something, casting a long shadow.

She raised her head, looked at the handsome face that appeared above her, and smiled, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Mo Shichen's hand holding her wrist was not loose, and he stared condescendingly at her face for a long time before he was sure that he did not have the sadness and depression he thought and imagined. Looking back at his eyes, there was no indifference and drunkenness. , On the contrary, it looks good.

His tense nerves relaxed, and he squeezed her hand bones and asked unhappily, "Won't you sleep and sit here drinking at night?"

"I'm full. I went to bed at 7 o'clock last night. When I woke up, I couldn't fall asleep. Lying on the bed and turning around would only wake you up, so I got up." Wen Yi leaned his head on the back of the chair When I went up, the soft voice was lightly blown by the sea breeze, "I want to wait to see the sunrise, it's a bit boring, I saw wine on the bar, so I took it over and drank it."

The man frowned, and his hand touched her finger from her wrist, as he expected, it was blown cold.

Wen Yi saw his face and consciously explained, "After drinking, I don't feel cold anymore."

Mo Shichen glanced at her, withdrew his hand, turned and walked back to the living room without saying a word.

Ok?

She stretched her head out and tilted her body to look at the figure of the man.

Mo Shichen flipped through her suitcase, took a shawl out of it, and then folded it back, bent over to wrap her, and then bent over and picked her up from the chair.

Wen Yi was slightly startled.

Before she could react, the man sat back in the chair holding her while she was sitting on top of him.

It didn't feel cold just now, but it's warm now.

Wen Yi looked down and saw that he was holding a hand that he hadn't rubbed in his palm, and kindly reminded him, "I am very idle, so I have a leisure time waiting for the sunrise, shouldn't you have a lot of things to deal with?"

The man faintly replied, "It's dark, who will do the work for me."

Isn't there anything he needs to deal with in Paris? When she was in Jiangcheng before, the company still had Mo Shiqian sitting in town, but now they are gone.

I thought so, but Wen Yi still didn't say anything.

She just gave a long oh, and after a few seconds of silence between each other, she stretched out her hand to serve the wine glass.

Mo Shichen looked down and didn't stop.

Wen Yi took a couple of sips, then turned his head to look at the horizon, and the light had slowly spilled out.

"You used to... well."

She wanted to ask him if he had watched the sunrise during the six months of living on the island.

But when he turned his head, his lips were blocked by the man.

Mo Shichen had already taken the wine glass from her hand, holding her face with the other hand, prying her lips and teeth into it, and the taste buds tasted a faint smell of wine, which made the kiss sweet. Tired.

The kiss lasted for a long time, but it was not a kiss to the end. Sometimes it was deep, sometimes shallow, and occasionally separated, but it was re-attached immediately, and I tried all kinds of kissing methods.

You need to wait for the sunrise, and there is nothing else you can do anyway, and holding each other in this position, there is a kissing atmosphere originally, the two of them just like this, they performed a textbook-like kissing book without a teacher. .

Until the man separated after the end, a smiling voice whispered in her ears, "Madam, it's sunrise."

After kissing for too long, she squinted her eyes, her red lips were slightly swollen and water-colored, panting lightly, looking at the handsome face close in front of her blindly.

The morning sea breeze was covered with cold temperatures, but the wine and kisses made her warm. She looked at his face, his eyes, and his eyes reflected herself.

Mo Shichen smiled low, pinched her chin with his fingers, and turned her face away.

The arc of the sun appeared on the horizon, which was very red, but there was still no light.

She had lived for so many years, but it was the first time she saw the sunrise. Even though she had only been in Jiangcheng for more than two months, she had only watched the sunset and never got up early to wait for the sunrise.

The man's lips pressed against her face, and the breath sprayed on her skin, making her nerves itchy.

Watch the sunrise from Wenyi.

Mo Shichen either looked down at her, or leaned forward to kiss her on the cheek, or used his fingers to touch the hair that was blown on her face by the wind.

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It’s just a mistake to watch a sunrise. It’s not too romantic to say it, let alone profound, but people’s memories are sometimes very strange, and even the deepest love and hatred may fade with time, but those Understatement of things that seem to be easily forgotten, in a long time in the future, they will reappear for no reason, and every frame of the picture will be clear.

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