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

Her sofa was so soft that she wouldn't hurt her if she fell into it, but the action of falling itself represented roughness, and her coat fell to the ground in the process.

After that, the man knelt on one knee on the sofa beside her, and leaned over to cover her.

Chi Huan raised her head, facing the man's bowed face, cold and indifferent. She was very close. She was irritated, and at the same time she had some palpitations. She subconsciously wanted to catch something with her fingers, and finally only grabbed her own skirt. .

"Mo Shiqian, what do you mean?"

Powerful fingers clasped her chin, and the man stared down at her face with a cold voice, "Chi Huan, don't tell me, you are so stupid that you want to get back with Mo Xiegu."

silly?

"Mo Shiqian, how do you talk..."

"Is it wrong?"

She bit her lip. "Even if I really want to get back together with him, it's not your turn to call me stupid."

The man’s lips overflowed with a cold smile, his brows and eyes were full of disdain, “Do you think he is a little better to you now that he likes you? Men are all bad, you chased him for four years, and said you don’t No, he just disappears if he disappears. He is just not used to it. Even if he really likes you, this is the cheapest one."

Chi Huan really never knew that this man would have such a mean time.

Her chest rose and fell sharply, her black and white eyes stared at him, but she couldn't say a word for a while.

Finally, she stretched out her hand to push his chest away, and yelled angrily, "Don't worry about it, you let me go."

Mo Shiqian was really pushed a little away by her, but before she could get up, she was dragged down by the man again. He squinted his eyes in deep ink, with a deep chill, and uttered four dangerous words, "No need for me. tube?"

Chi Huan felt that he was going to be vomited to death.

But she bit her lip and didn't dare to continue to annoy him.

She had never seen him lose his temper, but she had an instinct that the man had a temper and could do anything.

"You let go, you hurt me!"

Her wrist was gripped by the man, and the pain was worse than that, as if he was about to pinch it off.

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes, only to realize that her wrist had been squeezed red, and he immediately withdrew the strength of her hand.

Chi Huan retracted his hand, lowered his head and rubbed his wrist, tears already in his eyes.

In this way, he fell into silent silence. Mo Shiqian stared at her for a long time before slowing down his tone and said, "It is your own decision to tell him, and it is your own decision to ask me,"

After a few seconds, he continued blankly, "Keep your distance from Mo Xiegu, don't let me see you eating alone with him, or he will send you home, eh?"

After being quiet for almost a minute, Chi Huan turned his head to look in the direction where her clothes fell, and took a deep breath, "I see."

After saying that, she pushed him away without much effort, got up to retrieve her clothes, and walked to the bedroom with her head low, her face was not happy or angry, "I want to take a bath and sleep, so you go back."

Chi Huan didn't care if he was gone, the coat was still on the bed, and he took the close-fitting clothes and went into the bathroom.

Mo Shiqian looked at her disappearing back, his eyes condensed, and the color gradually darkened.

after an hour.

The man's slender figure leaned against the bedroom window and looked up at the still closed bathroom door.

She hadn't come out, and there had been no sound of water in the bedroom, or even movement.

He raised his foot and walked over, slamming the door with his fingers.

Mo Shiqian opened his mouth, his voice low, "Chi Huan, what are you doing in there?"

After a while, the woman's low and quiet voice rang, "Is there anything else?"

He said lightly, "Yes."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm very tired today."

"I'm busy tomorrow."

"..."

It was quiet again, and she didn't seem to be ready to talk to him.

"If you don't come out anymore, I'll come in," the man said gently, "If you let me see that you are not wearing clothes, I will assume that you want to seduce me."

Chi Huan, "..."

A few more seconds later, there was a slight movement inside.

Five minutes later, Chi Huan came out wearing long wet hair and bathrobe, Qiaomei's face was very cold, "Will you say something before I take a shower?"

He lowered his eyes and glanced at her fingers that were soaked in water.

He even thought she was crying inside.

But it doesn't seem to be, the eye circles are not red, and there are no traces of tears on the face.

Finally, Mo Shiqian stared into her eyes, "Tell me, what are you wronging?"

Chi Huan walked straight by his side, found a towel and wiped his hair, and said lightly, "Which one of your eyes saw my grievance?"

"Otherwise, are you still saddening Moshi's death?"

She wiped her hair for a while, lowered her eyes and said, "No way, I like him for four years. His feelings can not be wiped off with an eraser. Even he feels disappointed. What's more, it's me," he turned his head to meet his gaze, "Mo Shiqian, not everyone is the same as you. The feelings of more than ten years are gone, and my brows won't wrinkle."

She didn't know if Feng Xing told her that, whether he was explaining it to him or reminding her.

There is no essential difference between his action to save the season rain and his previous action to protect her.

So, what is the difference between her and Liang Manyue for him?

Then I thought about what she wanted this distinction to do. What she wanted was contract loyalty. She believed he could give it. Isn’t that enough?

Is possessiveness at work?

His anger, and her boredom.

The possessiveness of men towards women, and the possessiveness of women towards men.

Mo Shiqian looked at that white face, his eyebrows gradually became dark, and he said coldly, "So what?"

Could it be that she really regretted it?

"No," she said with a soft voice, "I ate with him just to return the ring to him, and he sent me back. It was also because Grid got lost. He dragged me into the car and waited. It just happened to see the rainy season. We talked very happily before, so I didn't feel embarrassed, so I had to feel wronged and asked my ex-boyfriend to send me back."

Mo Shiqian smiled, "Embarrassed? What is embarrassing?"

Chi Huan bit her lip and sneered, "Don't you feel embarrassed if you have a thick skin, I feel embarrassed, and other little girls will be embarrassed."

"You want to come back, why don't you ask me to see you off."

"Aren't you busy?"

"If I am busy, I will also send you off. This is my duty. You should call me."

obligation.

She wiped her hair vigorously without speaking.

"Chi Huan, are you jealous?"

"Jealous? You are the one holding the other women. It's you who taught your daughter to vent your anger for the monsoon rain in public. I was the one who almost broke his wrist as soon as I came in. I didn't put any farts. You told me, I'm jealous?"

He stared at her face and said faintly, "So I'm here obviously, and you didn't ask me to send you off, just because I held Jiyu and taught Bai Yun for her?"

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