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

I always said that Shen Yuxi did not like Wen Yi, and Shen Yu was enough to love Wen Yi, but never asked, or even considered, whether Wen Yi also liked that man.

In his subconscious, Wen Yi didn't like the man.

She likes him because she loves him, even if she is disappointed in him.

He also thoughtfully believed that Shen Yuneng was by her side, but the timing was right, and she had no reason to refuse.

Wen Yi smiled, and naturally answered him without thinking, "Very..."

The rest of the words were not finished, and they were all swallowed by the man's lips.

He kissed her, a little bit out of control.

Wen Yi tried to push him, and her many experiences let her know that it was useless, so she quickly gave up, let him press her on the body, and kissed her unscrupulously.

Her response was cold, but there was no response.

Mo Shichen realized this soon after he vented his emotions. He ended the kiss and looked down at her again, but he was still very close, breathing quickly against her skin, and said dumbly, "Okay. , You don’t need to answer, I know the answer."

She didn't insist on telling him, oh, and then said, "Can I go up now?"

Her attitude wasn't very bad, but Mo Shichen knew that it wasn't even because of her good temper. She was just afraid that she might offend him and cause unwarranted disaster, so she never seemed polite on the surface.

He lowered his head, kissed again, and gently bit her lips like a punishing anger.

Wen Yi really didn't know what he was going crazy.

After he let her go again, she didn't know whether she wiped her lips intentionally or unintentionally, and asked, "Mr. Mo, you also said in the morning that you don't need any compensation for helping me. Isn’t it because I’m so sexually harassing me that I can’t turn my face with you?”

To be more accurate, either she can't turn her face with him now, or she just can't turn her face.

Mo Shichen was silent for a moment, and said dumbly, "You are not forbidden to kiss."

She smiled, ridiculed deeply, "Master Mo takes all the refusal by default as a desire to refuse or a grudge, what can I say?"

He did not speak.

"can I go now?"

"No."

Wen Yi leaned back, and simply put the weight on the car body, turning his face away and looking away, silent and speechless, there is a kind of indifference that is arbitrary and powerless.

Mo Shichen pulled her face over.

She didn't sing against him, and looked at him as he wanted.

"The girl last night..."

Wen Yi interrupted him, "It's really cold to stand outside in this weather, can I not listen?"

Who cares who he eats with, who cares about his relationship with that woman, does she really care?

The man coldly said, "You have to upset me, don't you?"

She smiled and said, "I was very happy for you when I saw it last night. The girl is young and beautiful. She knows that she has a good family background. She has a lively and informal personality. Especially when I look at you, there are stars in my eyes. Every good girl is occupied by Young Master Mo, which is really enviable."

He chuckled softly and squinted, "Aren't you happy for yourself?"

"Of course I am most happy for myself."

The man replied gloomily, "It's a pity that happiness breeds sorrow."

Wen Yi pursed his lips, and he was really happy and sad.

When she did not speak, he did not speak anymore.

Wen Yi is really not interested in standing here and blowing in the cold wind, it doesn't matter if she is blowing in the cold wind, just standing like this is like being held in his arms, and the smell of this man can be smelled all over her nose, which is too existential.

So she said, "Can I go up until I finish listening? Then, Mr. Mo, please tell me."

Mo Shichen's faint tone was still unconcealed, "I'm not interested anymore."

Who can explain to her in a low voice after a wave of cynicism by her?

"Then I can go now?"

Mo Shichen lowered his head, staring at her blankly, without saying anything, and he didn't mean to withdraw his arms. He meant that he would be so exhausted with her.

No matter how patient Wen Yi is, he will be exhausted by his entanglement, and said coldly, "What the **** do you want to do? My face is about to be blown up. If you don't toss me out of illness, will you feel uncomfortable?"

His eyes moved, naturally he had not forgotten the fact that she was ill and became coma with a high fever last time. His thin lips were pursed, and he stretched out his hand to stroke her cheek.

The wind is really cold, so it is also a chill.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. This time he was a real hug. He could feel the zero distance of each other's body temperature. Even her face was forced to be buried in the man's arms.

Wen Yi's expression is cold wood, does he think that a hug like this can be warmer than the heater in the apartment?

Mo Shichen kissed her ear and said in a low voice, "Let me hug you for a while," his voice almost sighed, "I haven't held you well in a long time."

Oh.

The man raised his hand to stroke her hair that was somewhat messy by the wind, and said in a low voice, "Your brother said to me last time, he always hurt you without knowing it. I think it's true. I don't love You, you are wronged, loved by me, and you are wronged, so... I tried to let go of you."

Given the difference in height between him and her, he held her with one hand and stroked her hair with the other. It seemed very petting, but what he said was not like this. He continued, "I want to find you, but again Hesitating whether to go, so I found a girl who looked good last night and wanted to see if I could divert her attention."

"Do you not like it?"

"Ok."

"Maybe she is too young to have a generation gap with you, so she can't talk. If you change your age, maybe it will be fine."

Mo Shichen said, "Who told you to bump yourself back first?"

"You just gave up like that? Maybe you just start your relationship when you are everywhere. You are a man who finds it difficult to be interested in women who are bound to one side, but in fact, you generally don't reject them."

"Then blame you," the man said with a faint smile while kissing the top of her hair, "you know, I am still a very selfish man after all, let me watch the woman I like and other men Qingqing, I can't do such self-abuse things."

The wind at night is slightly colder than the cold season, and his low voice is especially warm against the contrast, "There is a favorite in front of me, why should I go around the detour to find another one, maybe I will go around, I still have to go back To you."

What can she say, he himself said he was selfish.

Regarding his logic, Wen Yi was irrefutable. He just asked, "Is my will not important to you?"

"important."

"It's important?"

"I only kiss you, and already respect your wishes. Do you think I just want to do this?"

Wen Yi had nothing to say.

Mo Shichen sighed and lifted her chin with his fingers, "I ask you if you believe I love you, if you say you don't want to, then you go back and think again, if I really love you, as you hoped, you Can you accept me again."

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