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

"It was originally boring, if you don't come, I will go back soon."

He said that, Chi Huan had no room for rebuttal, so he got into the car without saying a word.

It was just after ten o'clock in the Xishan Mansion that Chi Huan had already washed and bathed. She took her nightdress to the bathroom to change it, and then went back to the bedroom and climbed onto the bed.

Mo Shiqian glanced at the woman lying on the bed without saying anything, took her clothes and took a shower, laid the bedding, turned off the lights, and the bedroom plunged into quiet darkness.

"Chi Huan."

She didn't respond, not knowing if she was asleep or if she didn't hear her.

But Mo Shiqian knew that she was not asleep, and said lightly, "Starting tomorrow, I will work. If you need it, I will find another bodyguard for you."

The woman on the bed still said nothing.

Then, the bedroom fell completely into silence, and both of them seemed to have fallen asleep and stopped talking.

Until an hour later.

Chi Huan suddenly opened the quilt and sat up, her soft voice very annoyed, "Mo Shiqian, are you going to sleep or not? It's so noisy."

The man did not speak, as if he was asleep.

But Chi Huan knew that he was not asleep, and those who fell asleep had such heavy breathing!

"Mo Shiqian."

They also slept together for several nights. Although she hadn’t noticed the frequency and rhythm of his breathing after falling asleep, she hadn’t noticed the rhythm of his breathing after falling asleep, but it was definitely not the way he is now—heavy, hurried, even fast and slow. , Rhythm disorder.

The man on the ground still didn't answer her.

He obviously didn't fall asleep and ignored him before pretending to be asleep and revenge on her?

The big man is so stingy!

Chi Huan angrily lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. The lights were not turned on. With the bright moonlight, he stepped barefoot on his quilt and kicked him lightly. "Mo Shiqian, I know you are not asleep, you Give me a voice."

The man opened his eyes anyway, then sat up and spoke, his voice was even more hoarse, "What's the matter?"

"Your breathing is so heavy that I can't fall asleep anymore."

He looked at her in the gauze moonlight and said quietly, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

Uncomfortable?

Chi Huan twisted her eyebrows, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

With that, she still leaned down and reached out to touch the man's forehead.

The woman's hands were cool and soft, and the moment Mo Shiqian touched it, he felt his body heat up. This sudden touch made him feel uncomfortable, and even a low voice came from his throat.

The voice has an indescribable...erotic meaning.

Chi Huan was so frightened that he withdrew his hand.

Her face was inexplicably hot, "Your forehead is so hot, is it fever?"

The sound is also a bit abnormal.

"No," Mo Shiqian lifted the quilt and stood up, and said in a low voice, "I can't sleep, go to the study to read a book, you go to bed first."

After that, he stepped on his long legs and walked out and closed the door.

…………

Mo Shiqian had been sitting on the sofa for a while, only to find that countless fragrant pictures appeared in his brain after closing his eyes.

He sat blankly for a while, then picked up the phone and dialed out.

As soon as that end was connected, he asked in a cold voice, "What is wrong with the wine I drank today?"

Feng Xing, "...You are poisoned?"

He didn't say a word.

Feng Xing immediately reacted, chuckling dumbly, "The one you drank today was a blue flame, don't you know that the wine can aphrodisiac?"

Mo Shiqian frowned, "What is it?"

"Slightly aphrodisiac effect, when others order it, it is usually flirting in bed... I see you drinking it, I thought you were paving the way for your sexual career."

"..."

"You **** said it earlier?"

"Who knows that you don't even know what the wine you sell is."

"..."

With a low curse, Mo Shiqian hung up the phone.

…………

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the outline of the house can be seen clearly without drawing the curtains.

Chi Huan looked at the closed door, pursing her lips, her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, and her brain, which was not sleepy, became more awake.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her feet still on his mattress, very soft.

Is he really sick?

Is it not so good to just drive him out like this... Well, she didn't rush, he told her he was uncomfortable, and she wouldn't say him.

After sitting for a while, Chi Huan still decided to go out and call him back——

In any case, this is his apartment. She has already occupied his bed and can't drive them out again.

Chi Huan didn't wear shoes either, so he opened the door barefoot and went out.

Only a floor lamp was lit in the living room, it was quiet and there was no one, and then she went to the study.

I don’t know what happened. Maybe the door was just taken up. She just pushed it like this, “Mo Shiqian, do you want to take some medicine before...” The sleeping character was not spit out, so it was stuck in a raw state. In the throat.

She stood at the door dumbfounded, looking at the man inside with a blushing face in a daze.

he is……

He was...

Chi Huan felt that she had nothing to make a fuss about, and she shouldn't make a fuss either, or it was something that a man would do since she was a teenager.

She instinctively wanted to step back and turned back to her room, but she accidentally touched the man's eyes.

It was dark, deep, and hot, as if it was holding on to something.

The surface of the water was calm and the waves were calm, and the waves underneath were already rough.

Chi Huan seemed to be nailed, standing still at the door.

The man got up and walked towards her.

Chi Huan stepped back, but only two steps back.

Her cheeks were hot, and she squatted expectantly, "I...I won't disturb you... I'll go back to sleep first... Um."

Before he could finish a sentence, he was caught in his arms by the man's waist, kissed hard, and blocked his lips.

Chi Huan has always known, long ago, that Mo Shiqian's kiss is completely different from Mo Shiqian's people. It can even be said that it is two heavens.

She was sleeping, and he resisted not disturbing her.

She brought herself before her eyes--

Mo Shiqian felt that he had nothing to be polite.

Chi Huan only had time to scream, and was kissed, her waist was circled backwards, a few seconds later she was pressed by a man on the wall of the study, and her lips were numb after a while.

His breathing was heavier than in the bedroom, thick and heavy, all sprayed on her skin, hot and clear, her sense of smell and taste were all overwhelmed by the smell of men.

She felt as if she was going to soften.

But the sober sensibility in her mind made her cling to the clothes on the man's chest, forced to accept his kiss, and her hands kept pushing his chest.

She has a very bad feeling and premonition.

She has never been able to control him, and he has a tendency to lose control now.

"Mo Shiqian," Chi Huan gave him a heavy bite when her breath was looted and almost suffocated.

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