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

But it's not surprising that Young Master Mo's mind and face have never been comparable to ordinary people, so he can't be guessed by ordinary people's logic and standards.

Wen Yi was originally reading a book while waiting for Wen's mother or Ye Siran to bring her dinner. After he knocked on the door and came in, she also looked up at him for a while, but the man did not speak, so she lowered her head to continue reading.

But as soon as she retracted her gaze, the man said, "How is your body?"

She turned the pages of the book and replied lightly, "Fortunately, it's just a cold and fever, no matter how serious it is, you can't die."

Mo Shichen frowned, and because of her disapproving tone, Dang even fainted her voice, "You can't die, it's best to burn it all day and night, and see if you burn your brain and become mentally retarded."

Wen Yi didn’t even look at him. He just replied lightly, “It’s good. When you become stupid, you don’t know anything, you can’t remember anything. Anyway, my family can also afford idiots, and how happy children with mental disabilities are. ."

Mo Shichen did not speak.

Wen Yi turned a few more pages before looking up at him, "If you have nothing to do with me, you can go back. It's okay for my sister-in-law to come later. If my mother comes to see you... Fight out."

She didn't even think about what business he could have when looking for her, it is estimated that he came to "visit the sick".

The man said calmly, "I came to see you for something."

Wen Yi's lowered head lifted up again, paused for a moment, and said, "Oh, you said."

"Before you went to Lancheng, where did you get eleven?"

eleven?

Wen Yi was surprised, "What do you ask it for?"

He said faintly, "Adopt."

Wen Yi's slight surprise turned into surprise, "You?"

"I plan to raise a dog. Is it so incredible for you?"

"If you want to keep a dog, you can go to the pet store and buy a pure bloodline that fits your taste. Haven't you always thought it was stupid and ugly."

The man was calm, "Am I."

"..."

"I'm not you, I can raise it on a whim, and throw it away if I don't want to raise it."

"That's because I couldn't support it at the time."

"Where?"

"My friend's dog was born. I sent it back to his mother."

"You give her a call and I will answer it later."

Wen Yi looked at him hesitantly, but he didn't understand it very well, there was always a feeling of fraud.

When she took the eleven back before, apart from disgust, he only disliked, and... how is he like a dog lover?

Mo Shichen glanced at her expression and was able to guess what was thinking in her mind. What's more, her eyes were so obvious and explicit that he immediately darkened his face and said expressionlessly, "Wen Ye, I plan to raise A dog, are you also in your head to make up for my terrifying conspiracy?"

"Prince Mo's self-positioning is still very accurate."

"Yes, one day I think you are upset, so I cooked it and ate it."

Wen Yi didn't want to pay attention to him, anyway, he couldn't make it. He couldn't do much to her as she was now, so he bowed his head and prepared to continue reading.

"Call it, I will leave when you finish the call."

She put her hand on the printed paper, looked at the handsome man standing with her back to the window watching the sunset, and said lightly, "Give me a reason why you suddenly want to raise it."

"There is no particular reason," he said, "I think there is a dog running around, it will feel a little lively, just like it was before."

Wen Yi finally made this call, and the other party readily agreed.

Mo Shichen did exactly as he said. He watched her and left directly after making the phone call. He took away the coat he had left here last night. He didn't say anything extra, as if he came to the hospital specially for ten. One thing.

Except for the first sentence and the last sentence when I left, "I don't have a good health, but I want to be strong, Wen Yi, falling ill is a very loss-making business, understand."

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Mo Shichen personally drove to Wen Ye's friend's house, and took Eleven back to the manor.

When I saw him at the beginning of November, he was still a little stranger. When he returned to the manor, he was obviously more familiar with this place that allowed him to run around, even the man holding it. Network" got up.

After rubbing his trousers all the way from the parking garage to the living room, he raised his ears and tilted his head, then climbed up the stairs, and ran to the second floor. Mo Shichen picked up the contents in his hand and squinted his eyes. The figure that quickly ran out of sight with it.

Go to the second floor, are you looking for Wen Yi?

After all, Wen Yi took her from her birth shortly after she was born, and took care of her the most on weekdays. It was her who took her out and walked around every day to feed her. Naturally, her feelings for her were much deeper.

Mo Shichen handed her dog food and other things that he had brought from her temporary owner to Mother Su who was greeted him when she picked her up. He said lightly, "You are responsible for taking care of it when I am not at home during the day. Feeding is almost done."

"Hey, good."

Mother Su looked at the man who lowered her head and casually changed shoes with complicated eyes. His expression was very lazy, and his eyes were always pale, showing a kind of exhaustion who seemed to be indifferent to anything.

"Dinner is ready, shall we eat it?"

Without raising his eyelids, he lazily responded, "Yes."

He took off his coat and threw it to Mama Su, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the dining room.

The dinner was very rich, he glanced at it, and many of them were his usual favorites, but he still had no appetite.

He doesn't have much appetite recently, and today is especially true.

After a few hastily eaten, he put down the knife and fork with little interest, and when he wiped his fingers slowly, he walked towards him with his tail wagging his tail from the second floor, and walked under the table. Looking at the man's trousers, seeing him lower his head, he tilted his head to look at him and yelled twice.

"Hungry? I'll sit down and get you food."

It whispered twice again.

Mo Shichen stretched out his trousers and drove it out of the table, raising his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to find her?"

"Wow!"

The man squinted at it, "She abandoned you, you still think of her, the dog is really a dog," he said, and then reached out and patted his head, "I was going to try to let her go. If you come back as a companion, if she is robbed by me again, you must have done the same."

When Mother Su came over, she found that the food on the table was basically moved by meaning, and she couldn't help but asked worriedly, "My son, has the kitchen not been cooked to your liking?"

The man replied faintly, "I am broken in love, and I have no appetite for anything."

Mother Su stood aside and looked at his face, and asked cautiously, "Do you...do you want your wife?"

He drove back almost early in the morning last night, with a cold breath, expressionless face, and a strange feeling of loneliness and loneliness, which made people feel alienated and afraid to approach.

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