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

Mo Shichen circled her waist and brought her back to the bed.

The top of Wen Yi's head just touched the man's shoulder, and his body was close to his side. He wrapped her in his arms around her waist with one hand, "I will sleep here tonight."

"Didn't you ask the driver to take me back?"

"Did I say it?"

"you said."

"I forgot."

"I remind you now."

"Then I change my mind."

"..."

Rogue is drunk or rogue.

Wen Yi was speechless for a while, "You let me go, I want to get up."

"Do not."

"..."

"Mo Shichen, you are mad at me again."

The man lowered his head, put his chin on top of her, and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't be angry."

"..."

Wen Yi rolled over in his arms, raised his head and sniffed on his collar, "You are so stinky, you smell of alcohol."

Mo Shichen also learned how she smelled her body, with an ambiguous tone, "You still smell good."

"To take a bath."

"Don't go, you are the one who smells bad, and everything I smell is good."

"..."

She had a cold tone, "I don't want to sleep with a man who smells like alcohol, it will kill me."

After a moment of silence, the man still raised his heavy eyelids, "Then you come to take a bath with me."

"In your dreams."

Mo Shichen pressed half of his body on her, and said hoarsely, "Baby, if I really have to do something to you, it is more convenient now."

"..."

"Okay," Wen Yi was in his arms, staring at his handsome and semi-disturbed face for a while, and curled his red lips. "Then you can hold me to the bathroom, can you still hold it?"

"Of course," the man's lips pressed against her cheek, "I said, I always have the strength to hold you."

After speaking, he really got up, picked her up from the bed, and walked straight to the bathroom.

Mo Shichen put her under the shower, hugged her waist and pressed his face, "You take the shower, and I will take the shower."

"..."

Before Wen Yi could react after he said this, his arm stretched out from her side, unscrewed the shower, and the warm water fell vertically and poured it on top of Wen Yi's head.

The man had already moved quickly back a step, avoiding this range.

Wen Yi was caught in a sudden shower and almost screamed.

"Mo Shichen--"

The heat turned into a white mist, and the man smiled at her, "The wound can't touch water yet, I can't take a shower."

The clothes were soaked in water, and now they can’t be washed. She has no choice but to say, “I’ll take a shower and you will go out.”

"You wash yours, I wash mine, or if you don't like showers-then take a bath with me."

"I will let you out!"

"Help me wash after you shower."

"Didn't you wash yours, did I wash mine?"

The handsome face hidden in the hot white mist looked serious, "I'm drunk and can't wash it."

"..."

Drunk, just an excuse for this man, right?

This excuse is really omnipotent.

Wen Yi didn't want to care about him. She turned her back to him and undressed randomly. She was soaked and uncomfortable to wear on her body, and she also gave up the idea of ​​letting this man go out to watch her take a bath.

She can't do it.

During the whole bathing process, Wen Yi had her back to him, and never turned around. Although she could feel a very strong gaze falling on her, she almost never left.

After a hasty drenching, she turned off the water and drew a towel to dry all of the water, and then took the only men's bath towel in the bathroom and wrapped it on her body, which finally felt safe——

She had been frank with him, did all the intimate things between husband and wife, and was taken to the bathroom by him to take a bath, but it had never been like this... When she took a bath to show him, her nerves inevitably became hot.

After wrapping his body tightly, Wen Yi turned around to look at him.

I didn't know it, but I was shocked when I saw it, and I couldn't help but yelled out, "Mo Shichen, you are crazy, are you?"

The water has been set long ago, and the others have already sat in the bathtub.

The water level of the bathtub is well controlled, probably just below his chest, but...

He didn't take off his clothes, just soaked in the water while wearing his clothes.

He is still such a handsome face, there is a kind of unspeakable **** when soaking in the water, he is drunk, really drunk, the performance of this man after drunk is called first-class restraint, except for the occasional body shape Instability has basically not experienced any gaffes, except when the rogue was a bit naive when talking to her just now, no one else probably could see that he was drunk.

However, the expression on his face was obviously not as indifferent as it was when he was normal, and his face was holding the winning ticket calmly. At this time, he raised his chin slightly, looking sluggish, and somewhat dazed.

She might not even be able to tell what kind of mentality he watched her bathing just now... Is it a man watching a woman, or... A drunk simply waits for her to wash him after she finishes the bath.

She was almost astonished at this man.

When she thought he was pretending to be drunk, his expression in front of Su's mother did not look like a pretend.

When he returned to the bedroom with a clear head and a keen response, he immediately retrieved her as soon as she was going to leave. He knew that the water should be drained in the bath, knew that the wound should not touch water, and at the same time, he didn't even know how to take off his clothes like a fool.

Is he pretending, or is he selectively shrewd and confused?

She didn't think he was pretending...

Although she mocked Mr. Mo's lack of self-esteem, she knew too well that every bone of this man was proud. Many people were conceited because of inferiority. He was so pure that he could not be more pure, proud.

The reason why she laughed at her without self-esteem is because this man has a strong mentality and has cultivated to a realm that no one can hurt. She actually knows it better.

He can pretend to be gentle and gentleman pretending to be warm, but he can’t pretend to be a little dull.

She was standing, he was sitting in the bathtub, Mo Shichen raised his head slightly, his voice was serious, "Yi'er, help me take a bath."

"..."

He lifted his hand out of the water, touched the surface, and said to her, "Barley, the water is getting cold soon."

"..."

Wen Yi stood there, his mind slightly numb.

She pursed her lips, still can't stand his low-age state with degraded IQ, walked to the edge of the bathtub and attached her body, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to unbutton his shirt one by one.

"Why don't you undress?"

"Wait for you to take it off for me."

"..."

She paused, and instinctively felt that she was being posed by this insidious and cunning man again. After scolding herself for being stupid, she raised her eyes and threw her eyes like a knife, but she was still greeted with a somewhat drunk and dull eyes. , The darkness was just staring at her intently.

She understood that he was sinister and cunning, and this trait had been carved into his bones. Even if he was drunk and lost his memory, he still followed him like a shadow instinctively.

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