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

He did not speak for a long time.

Wen Yi did not make a sound to break the silence. He was silent and stalemate all the way. Until the car drove to the restaurant that Wen Yi reported before, the driver stopped the car and got out of the car to pull the door for them.

Mo Shichen and Wen Yi basically walked side by side. In fact, Wen Yi was a step or two faster. When she reached the glass door, when she was about to raise her hand to push the door, the man’s arm had already jumped over her head. , She pushed the door open first.

She was startled, and subconsciously raised her head and glanced at his hand, only to see the white shirt cufflinks with a sense of alienation, and the famous watch exposed on her wrist, but she also glanced at the expression more, she raised her foot to Go inside.

After seated, the waiter gently placed the menu in front of them.

Mo Shichen didn't look, and stared at her from the distance of a table, with a low voice, "You order."

"okay."

Wen Yi flipped through it casually and saw what she liked, or what the opposite man liked, and wrote it down. After flipping, he invited the waiter to order it together.

"Okay, please wait a moment, two."

Wen Yi licked his lips, sat up straight, and felt like he was sitting upright, "Mr. Mo, before the meal, let's talk..."

"I'm thinking," the man interrupted her tepidly, and said indifferently with a smile on the corners of his lips, "If Miss Wen, you don't take the initiative to come to me like today, will we meet again in the future? Opportunity to contact?"

"Probably... yes." After all, they are still in the same circle, saying that it is basically impossible if they can't be touched again, but the opportunity to be able to contact again may not be several times a year.

"If you drive the Wen family out of this circle, will I no longer have to see you?"

Wen Yi was startled, and then laughed, "It is very simple if President Mo doesn't want to see me, I can leave automatically."

He said slowly, "Then what if I want to see you?"

Wen Yi did not speak.

She put her hand on her knee under the dining table, her fingers entangled and pinched together. After a long time, she smiled and said, "Prince Mo, I'm such a dull person. You can tell me clearly, what do you want? How is it?"

"do not you know?"

She pursed her lips and said, "I don't know."

"Think slowly."

Wen Yi looked at him deeply and quietly, then smiled suddenly, "Not willing to give any hints?"

He looked at her, his thin lips still, and he didn't mean to speak.

After waiting for ten seconds, she didn't wait for the man's reply. Wen Yi put her hand on the table and got up from the chair.

Mo Shichen raised his eyes and stared at her.

"President Mo, even if this society is bullying, it has its own rules of the game. Even if you are the dominant party, you have to give some benefits before someone can play with you," she stood up straight and smiled faintly." I think there is no need to continue eating this meal. You should eat by yourself and pay for it yourself."

After that, she didn't look at him, and walked out of the seat.

Mo Shichen got up as she walked past her seat, grabbed her hand, and dragged the person who had walked half a meter directly in her direction. Wen Yi was unprepared, and this action was so complete that she staggered. Falling in his direction, he was directly held back by the man, and from the perspective of others, he was full of arms.

This movement has attracted the attention of many people around.

Wen Yi quickly stood firm.

"Miss Wen, do you put your purpose on the table like this?"

She looked up at him, "I hope that Young Master Mo can be more fruitful."

He pointed his chin to the opposite table, "Sit back and eat."

"You should know that I don't like to eat with you at all if it is not necessary."

Mo Shichen didn't speak, but the strength on his arm did not relax.

Wen Yi didn't break free, but he didn't mean to go back.

There was a stalemate without compromise.

After a long time, the man still smiled lightly and whispered in her ear, "You are sure, I have to eat this meal with you, I am afraid that I will become more vigorous and deal with your Wen?"

In her lips, her teeth were clenched very tightly, but there was no expression of emotion on her face, and she chuckled, "How dare I be sure."

It’s just a gamble. She even hopes to lose, because she doesn’t want this man to "compromise" with her to eat this meal with her. She is very afraid that his purpose is the third kind mentioned by her brother. .

"After this meal, we will talk again."

After saying this, Mo Shichen no matter what Wen Yi's attitude was, he let go of her arm and sat down by himself.

Wen Yi stood by his seat for ten seconds, then turned around and sat back opposite him.

After sitting down again, Wen Yi stopped talking with him actively, but looked out the window with his chin tilted. She was fascinated by the lights and people coming and going on the street.

A faint voice rang across from her, "This is the attitude you have when you ask someone to please you to eat. I don't know, but I thought I was shy and begged you to eat with me."

Wen Yi turned his face to look at him, "Didn't you just say, talk about it after dinner?"

Mo Shichen looked at her gently, his thin lips pursed in a very unpleasant curve, and then he glanced at her, "I think this meal is indeed unnecessary."

Then he got up and stood up, and walked straight out under Wen Yi's surprised eyes.

Wen Yi, "..."

? ? ?

She didn't react as quickly as the man before, and she didn't wake up suddenly until he was about to walk to the door. She got up without picking up her bag, hurriedly chased him, and finally grabbed the man by the arm before he was about to go out. .

"what are you doing?"

She couldn't help but to stop the man from leaving, she could only hold his arm forcefully to prevent him from walking away inexplicably.

Mo Shichen didn't forcibly shake his arm, so he looked down at her and said lightly, "I don't want to eat anymore."

? ? ?

what?

Wen Yi didn't understand at all. Even if this man is moody, what is he angry about?

Is he wrong?

She could only suppress her impatient temper and asked humbly, "Why?"

Could it be that she shook her face just now, so he thought about it and thought he couldn't give her a face, so he temporarily changed his mind to leave?

Mo Shichen smiled, and he reached out and patted her on the cheek, "I originally had a mediocre interest in eating, and I was mostly defeated by you. You asked me why?"

Wen Yi quickly and carefully reviewed and sorted out the conversation just now, and then apologized in a standard way, "I'm sorry, I just had a bad attitude."

The man didn't leave, but he didn't express his opinion either. He just lowered his head and looked at her tepidly, with a slight curve on his lips, "Miss Wen, you really don't know, what am I for eating with you? You? If you want a good result, you have to make me feel good, right?"

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