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

The word of refusal was in the throat, but he didn't spit it out.

She was so deceived by him, even if the wolf did come, she still felt that she was not real.

Seeing Wen Yi not speaking, Su's mother pleaded again, "Miss Wen, come and have a look... It's good to persuade you."

Wen Yi didn't know what, maybe it was the other party's begging tone that made his heart soft for a while, maybe...

"Okay." When she realized that she had agreed, she immediately regretted it, but what she said was like an arrow. It was no longer good to regret it, so she had to add one more sentence, "If I get off work early, I don't need to work overtime."

"Hey, hey," Mother Su was so happy as if she had already agreed, and repeated, "Then I'll go and tell Grandpa, I will wait for you to come over at night."

"..."

"Miss Wen, I'm going to see the grandson first, lest he bathe and wet his wound."

"..."

Without waiting for Wen Yi to say anything, the phone has been hung up.

Did she agree?

Can also be regarded as perfunctory...

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On the other side of the manor, Mother Su rushed upstairs as soon as she hung up the phone. Mo Shichen had filled a bathtub of water and was about to take off his clothes. Fortunately, he was injured and moved slowly, so he sent the letter to Mother Su. Opportunity.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

Mo Shichen was raising his hand and unbuttoning the button unhurriedly, listening to Mama Su shouting outside while knocking on the door.

Of course he knew that Su's mother had just called Wen Yi.

The man raised his eyelids and his eyes became dark. Isn't she willing to come over?

The door opened suddenly.

Mother Su looked at the man who had only unbuttoned a few buttons, and said joyfully, "My son, you don't like the servant to wait for you to take a bath, so wait. Miss Wen said that if she doesn't work overtime at night, she will come over. ."

After a moment of silence, the man asked in a low voice, "What did she say?"

Mother Su repeated it.

Mo Shichen pondered it literally, and then laughed lowly after a while, "Okay, I'll wait for her."

………………

It's past six in the evening.

Wen Yi sat in the car in the underground parking lot of the Wen's office building. The car was the same white Bentley that Mo Shichen gave her before the divorce. She held the steering wheel with both hands, started the engine and reversed.

Her mind was still chaotic and wandering.

She didn't know why she agreed to go to the manor, she had no reason to see him. What if she had a fever and couldn't die.

She made a decision when she stepped on the accelerator, not to go.

But as soon as the decision was made, the phone in the car rang, and she glanced at the caller ID: Mo Shichen.

Since he left her apartment yesterday, he has never called her all day.

Originally wanted to refuse to answer, but still worried about something, Wen Yi ordered to answer.

The very low and hoarse voice of the man over there sounded, "Barley, I let the kitchen prepare what you like to eat, come here directly, don't eat outside."

"..."

"I……"

She only had time to say me, and the man interrupted her, "You told Mama Su this morning to come here without working overtime... As far as I know, you are already off work?"

"..."

He said in a low voice, "I'm waiting for you."

The phone hung up, except for the word I, she didn't even pronounce more than one syllable.

Across the road ahead, at a red light, she stopped the car.

Until the red light turned green, she sighed and turned her direction.

………………

It gets dark early this season.

Mother Su’s advice was useless. Mo Shichen insisted on waiting in the living room. He casually wore a casual shirt with trousers underneath. He looked clean, not depressed, but his face was indeed not very good. The spirit is also slightly weak.

The room was very warm, his right hand propped his head, unstoppable drowsy.

When the engine sounded far away, he woke up instantly, pinched his eyebrows, got up and walked outside.

Mother Su came out of the kitchen, and when she saw it from a distance, she hurriedly caught up to stop her, "My lord, it's too cold outside, you still don't go out, Miss Wen will come in by herself.

Mo Shichen seemed to be reminded that it was cold outside and his clothes were very thin. He didn't say a word. He only folded a few steps back and took off a coat from the hanger, and walked outside while wearing it.

After Wen Yi got out of the car and walked a few steps, he saw a man approaching her not far away.

I don't know if he wears really thin for this weather, his figure looks very thin in the cold wind.

Wen Yi looked at him with a strange feeling, so that she just stood there unknowingly, her lips pressed tightly.

Mo Shichen quickly walked in front of her.

She was wearing an off-white scarf, and most of her chin was buried. The wind disturbed her hair, and she was about to sink into the dark night.

She raised her eyes to look at him, "Didn't your injury worsen, you have a very high fever, and you are very sick, Mo Shichen, are you lying to me again?"

The corners of the man’s lips were curled up, and his voice was still very dumb, “Are you asking me to take off my clothes and untie the bandage to show you the injury, or do you come to touch my hand to take the temperature, or do you look at me now and feel healed and healthy?”

"..."

Can come out, how serious can it be.

Wen Yi felt that he had been deceived again, bit his lip, and turned to leave.

Mo Shichen's eyes darkened suddenly, and he reached out and clasped her wrist, "Wen Yi."

A second after he called her name, he leaned over and hugged her from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I'm here, I'm leaving again, what are you doing with me? temper?"

She wanted to struggle because of her conditioned reflexes, but in the end she still cared about his injury. The whole person froze in his arms, for fear of "bumping" him again.

He is not "hot", but rather cold.

She said coldly, "Are you asking Mama Su to act for you to lie to me?"

Mo Shichen pressed her face against her cheek and smiled lowly, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to come, not acting, because I don't think it will be successful."

"..."

Wen Yi was upset for a while, but it was true that she had made a mistake in her promise in the morning, and now it is even more wrong to "keeping the contract".

She said faintly, "I see you well, in that case, I will go..."

"I'm glad you are here." The man's breath sprayed into her neck. It was hot, the opposite of the coldness on his skin. The dumb whisper was even more palpitating. "I don't even hear the sound of the car. How can I believe that you are here, so come out and see for yourself."

"..."

Wen Yi was at a loss and breathing disorder.

He really doesn't look like someone who says such things.

For the first time, Wen Yi felt that what he said was not like what a person like him would say.

She finally didn't say that she was leaving, and pursed her lips, "Didn't you have a bad fever?"

"Hanging a bit in the morning," he put his arm around her, as if she would walk away as soon as he let go, the man's tone was smeared with ambiguity, "Mother Su said that you will come over at night, and I feel more ill. "

"..."

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