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

Wen Yi didn't believe him in the first place, but now he heard him talk about this topic in such a ridiculous tone of ridicule, and he was completely unable to calm down, "Mo Shichen!"

"Calm down, Miss Wen, I don't have any problem with you if you want to tag me, but... I don't want to take the blame for the simple and rude mentally retarded behavior of killing a rival."

"you……"

Wen Yi identified him in advance. The first is that he can't think of anyone else except him. The second is because of his personality and dark history. It's not a problem to really do this kind of thing, but it may be because he just vented and accumulated. After he had finished venting his emotions, after listening to him say this, he gradually calmed down.

However, his face was still ugly, very cold, and the nerves in his body were tense, staring at him closely, trying to see some emotional flaw in him.

But he didn't cherish her "calmness" at all, and smiled and asked, "You are so angry, is he dead?"

The person he mentioned has just been rescued and out of danger. At this time, whoever listens to him—hey, it's dead. If it's not dead, it would be a shame. It's a man who might want to punch someone, Wen Yi After hearing it, I wanted to smoke him again.

Her clenched fist tightened, but she held it back again.

"You dare to swear to heaven, it has nothing to do with you?"

The man shrugged slightly, "I dare to be related to me, do you want to hear it."

She really wanted to smoke him.

"Mo Shichen, you **** take it seriously for me," she squinted her eyes, the expression on her face returned to plain, but her words were as cold as freezing, "Even if you don't admit it, I will find out someday. The law cannot cure you and I will kill you too."

Mo Shichen looked at her face, the arc of laughter on her lips had not faded, but his eyes gradually became shady, like the cloudless sky was covered by heavy clouds, gloomy and suppressed, "I Speaking of Miss Wen, why are you so angry when you speak?"

The man’s fingers slowly placed his lips on the lips that he had gnawed and kissed just now, and rubbed lightly and heavily, "I'm still trying to spare you, you have to come and mess with me," he said. While lowering her head slowly, the warmth of her lips and nose sprayed on her skin, making people nowhere to hide, "You said, what should I do, eh?"

Wen Yi was naturally aware of the crisis, and pushed him away with a hand against his chest.

Mo Shichen was pushed back a few steps by her, and the distance between the two of them stretched slightly.

Wen Yi took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and then without looking at him, he bowed his head and walked past him.

He has been holding back not to look for her, and now she has come to her by herself, how could he let her go like this?

Wen Yi sensed his unkind aura, held his breath and speeded up to walk by him, but just as her premonition, the man clasped her wrist as soon as he rubbed his shoulders, and then pulled directly. Took her into her arms.

"Smashed my laptop, slapped me, spilled my coffee all over, the financial loss alone is enough to send you to the police station, Miss Wen, are you going to leave like this?"

He clasped her waist, his thin lips pressed against her ears when he spoke, and his breath deliberately scratched her sensitive nerves.

Wen Yi took a deep breath, turned his head to avoid him approaching intentionally or unintentionally, and said calmly, "I will compensate you for your loss, if it is really just a misunderstanding."

She would not believe that it was not him just because of his two casual denials, but she was really impulsive when she came, because Shen Yu's operation lasted for almost a night, and she was out of danger this morning. The constant nerve tension made her Lost the normal thinking ability, the mood is not as stable as usual.

But after the confrontation, she will choose to check.

He tapped her eardrum with a low smile, "What about slap?"

Wen Yi looked up and looked at the man's perfectly curved jaw. After a few seconds, he said without expression, "I slap you, you seem to have sexually harassed me, right?"

"There is such a way of evening?"

She pulled her lips and said without a smile, "Or, would you slap it back?"

He muttered, "I can't bear it."

"I don't have time to spend with you here, Mo Shichen, I am in a bad mood, you are still very suspicious now, I don't want to see you, let go of my hand, otherwise I can't help but smoke you."

He smiled sullenly, "Are you in a bad mood? If you are in a bad mood, I should inexplicably recite this suspicion. You slapped the office slap and splashed coffee?"

"Why are you suspected inexplicably? Because what you have done in the past thirty years has created such an image invisibly."

He smiled faintly, "Does that mean, do I deserve it?"

Wen Yi Wuxin arguing with him on such a silly topic, don’t turn your face and say, "Mo Shichen, Master Mo, President Mo, I really don’t want to tell you this. If I find out that this matter has nothing to do with you, I will call you personally and apologize, please let me go now, I still have a lot to do now, understand?"

Mo Shichen didn't speak anymore, he just pulled her down into the chair behind the desk, and pressed her shoulder to let her sit down.

Wen Yi didn’t cooperate, she just wanted to leave. She still had the mind to deal with him, but now she really has no mood at all, Shen Yu is still unconscious, she is actually very afraid of being related to this man, then she really It's really heinous.

The man sat on the desk casually, looking down at her, "Sit down and calm down, or I will send you to the police station to calm down."

Wen Yi raised his head, feeling weak, his eyes that had always been red were already watery, and he barely shed tears.

Mo Shichen looked at her, his heart pricked like a needle, and she was too sharp to ignore. She was rarely so weak, but the more so, the more distressed and depressed he was. When he pressed her last time, she was very calm and very calm. Calm, this time because of the man, she has no master.

After a while, he suppressed the emotions in his chest, and then faintly said, "Are you going to intervene personally?"

Didn't her tears fall, she just kept her eyes in her eyes and blurred her vision, "Listen to you, do you want me not to check?"

The man nodded, "You'd better not get involved, let the Shen family investigate it by yourself, or I will do it for you?"

Wen Yi smiled, "You? Help me?"

Mo Shichen was very calm, without the casual irony at first, and his tone was calm, "Miss Wen, he and I are just rivals, and now it is not a popular duel in the Middle Ages. I want to kill him and assassinate this kind of thing. Most of it is an enemy. Let him be seriously injured and hospitalized. It is estimated that the other party is professional. If you show up as his girlfriend and are targeted...you will be involved in danger yourself, don’t I need to talk about that?”

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