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

"I know the eldest son."

After hanging up the phone, he put his mobile phone on the coffee table in front. The wound not only hurts, but also makes people tired easily. Mo Shichen put the pillow on the sofa on top, with his head resting on it, half of his body was lying down. On the sofa.

Inside the bedroom.

After entering the door, Wen Yi fell onto the bed and plunged herself deeply into the soft mattress. There was no movement outside. She didn't know if she didn't hear the door opening and closing sound, or the man outside really didn't leave. .

She closed her eyes and lay on the bed like this, saying what it was like not to appear, maybe she didn't feel at all.

Only a few minutes later, the phone rang which was still on the bed before she went in to take a bath.

If it weren't for the man, she might still be outside. She might have thought it was his phone that she didn't want to look at. She followed the source of the earthquake and touched it, and she quickly found it and picked it up.

Caller ID: Brother.

She pursed her lips, and chose to answer without thinking, with a low voice, "Brother."

"Where are you now."

"In my own apartment."

Wen Hanye was silent for a moment, and said directly, "Shen Yu called me just now."

What has been said is self-evident.

She muttered, "I'm fine."

"Not happy to hear it."

She pursed her lips and said, "It's not something to be happy about."

Wen Hanye laughed at that end, "Have you had dinner?"

"No, I don't want to eat."

"Is that making you unhappy?" Wen Hanye took a long time, his tone was like an ordinary chat, there was no special comfort in it, "Or, if he doesn't lie to you, you are ready to be with him, so now Are you so disappointed and angry?"

"I am angry that I am stupid, can't I?"

"I'm still mad at my softheartedness, being pinched by him again and again?"

"..."

Wen Yi spoke a little later, his tone irritable, "He is still outside now."

"He went to you so soon?"

"Ok."

"Find the property and ask the security to throw him out, or report directly to warn him of harassment."

"..."

"Throw him out today, and he will find a way to come tomorrow. I will find a bodyguard to deal with him, he can find more people."

Wen Hanye said faintly, "At least today is clean, or if you are cruel, take advantage of his injury and weakness, hit him a few times where he was wounded by the gunshot, let him roll into the hospital and live for another two months, like that. You have another two months to go away."

"..."

Wen Yi was speechless, "Brother, are you serious?"

"Why, reluctant?"

"No."

"He can shoot himself at himself. You can't even do this. With this fierce disparity, you will not be his opponent after ten years of cultivation. A man like Prince Mo, as long as you treat him With a little softheartedness, he can eat you to death. Now, you have been eaten to death by him."

Wen Yi said nothing.

She didn't understand what her brother said.

To Mo Shichen, she was able to miss him after separation, no regrets, no miss, and rejection of all his favors, but her skill was not enough to watch him hurt and be indifferent.

"Or," Wen Hanye said lightly, "If you can't be cruel to him, just be cruel to yourself, stop struggling, let him forget."

…………

After hanging up, Wen Yi was even more upset.

She didn't want to go out and hit his wound, she didn't want to see him at all.

After turning over on the bed for a long time, turning from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, changing the position from the left to the right, and finally lying on the bed, letting his brain empty, just sleep like this, and sleep until tomorrow.

The brain, which should have been thinking about it, slowly became sleepy because of fatigue or the negativity of avoiding the world.

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell rang abruptly, Wen Yi woke up at the last moment of falling asleep, and he suddenly sat up.

A few seconds later, she slowly remembered the situation. She held her head and did not get out of bed.

The bell not only awakened Wen Yi, but also Mo Shichen in the living room sofa.

He waited for a minute, basically sure that Wen Yi was not going to go out, leaning on the sofa, he walked slowly to open the door.

Outside the door is the driver he sent out an hour ago, carrying two large insulated boxes in his hand, "Master, you and Miss Wen's dinner."

Mo Shichen gave a hum, and reached out to take it.

Seeing his pale face, the driver couldn't help but asked a little worriedly, "My son, your face is not very good, are you unwell?"

"It's okay, shut the door for me."

He held things in both hands, and closed the door with no extra hands.

"Good prince."

Mo Shichen turned and walked back to the living room. The door behind him was also taken by the driver.

He put the two insulated boxes on the dining table in the dining room, then turned back to the living room and walked to the door of the master bedroom. After standing still, he raised his hand to slam the door, and whispered, "Barley, come out for dinner."

The woman inside did not give him any response.

Across a door, it seemed even more quiet, as if there was no one inside, or she fell asleep.

Mo Shichen continued to knock, "You are angry with me, there is no need to have trouble with your body, come out and eat something."

Still to no avail,

After Mo Shichen lasted for five minutes without getting the slightest effect, he raised his voice and said, "If you come out to eat, I will leave."

A minute after saying this, the door was suddenly opened.

Wen Yi looked at the man standing in front of him.

After staring at each other silently for a few seconds, there was a cold mocking in his eyes.

She broke the silence, "You can go now."

Mo Shichen lifted his lips and asked, "You don't want to see me so?"

"Do you like to ask knowingly?"

After a while, the arc of his lips faded, "Okay, you want to eat, I'll go."

Her eyelashes moved, and there were small accidents in her eyes.

She was probably used to his entanglement, and suddenly she was willing to withdraw. She would not be used to it subconsciously.

But this was just a subtle sensation that passed by in a flash. There were no emotional fluctuations or expressions on Wen's face, he just looked at him lightly.

Mo Shichen took a long and deep look at her, then turned around. He walked to the coffee table and picked up the phone on it. Without looking back at her, he walked towards the door with his long legs.

Wen Yi didn't know what his psychology was, maybe he had to watch and walk out before he was relieved? His eyes never left the man's figure.

When Mo Shichen walked to the entrance, as if unable to support his body, he raised his hand to support the wall.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she took a step forward subconsciously, but it stopped in the next second.

Is he really so weak? Or the bitter trick has happened again. A few days ago, he made the wound ooze and couldn't stand still, so she just pressed it harder. As for the injury to him.

Mostly it is pretend.

So he fulfilled his wish again, she was really going to be eaten by him like her brother said.

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