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

This pleasure is like an endless fall, and the fall itself is accompanied by the pleasure of falling.

Besides, Mo Shichen has always been a master in this matter.

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By the end of the day, it was past zero. At this point, Wen Yi was already sleepy, let alone strenuous exercise that almost consumed her energy. After cleaning her body, she lay sleepy beside the man. Eyelids are heavy, and occasionally yawn.

Mo Shichen hugged her and looked like she was in good spirits, lying on her side facing her, pinching her face with his fingers, and saying lowly, "Yi'er, you will not be physically lonely. I want to make an appointment, eh?"

Wen Yi was very sleepy. He just wanted to sleep. He raised his hand and wanted to flick away the hand that was doing evil on his face. However, she pushed the man's hand away. The next second he came to pinch her again. She repeated this a few times. I was annoyed, mumbled a sentence, and turned over, turned his back to him, and buried his head in the pillow.

Mo Shichen, "..."

The satiated man was boring and nasty. He turned her over with her shoulders and continued to pinch her face, "Baby, you can't avoid my problems like this."

"..."

Wen Yi finally couldn't bear his harassment and opened his eyes, "I remember when you came back, you said that you were drunk and didn't even have the strength to do it. Now you are very energetic. Not only can I not sleep, but also I am not allowed to sleep. Is it?"

"Soak in cold water for an hour. No matter how much you drink, you should wake up."

"..."

She angered, "But I want to sleep!"

The man squeezed her face reluctantly, and smiled casually, "You can sleep after answering my questions."

Question, what is the problem?

She's lonely, so have a shot with him?

She doesn't want to answer such stupid questions, okay?

Wen Yi just didn't want to make this man happy, "I am sleepy now, my mind is not clear, and I don't want to answer any questions. If you have anything you want to know, ask again tomorrow, don't make trouble with me, it is really annoying.

Mo Shichen propped his head on his elbows, low his eyes and looked at her faintly, "How do I know if you will lift your trousers and refuse to admit it tomorrow when you are cool? Then I am not working in vain. I will say now. Don't say don't want to sleep."

"..."

Wen Yi really has such an urge to get up and do it endlessly. She is indifferent to whatever she asks, and even gets more and more fierce. After finishing it, she has to drag her to talk and not let the man quarrel. .

Still working in vain?

She gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "Mo Shichen, someday you die, I will write on your epitaph-shameless."

The corners of the man’s lips smiled unabated, "Yes," he said with an understated smile, "but you have to write your name on the column of my spouse to have this opportunity to decide my epitaph."

"..."

After all, he just wanted her to nod, making sure that they not only slept, but also reconciled.

It's a pity that the more he held onto, the less she didn't want to make him feel comfortable, she simply cold her face, "If you don't let me sleep, I will go back to sleep."

The faint smile on Mo Shichen's handsome face froze, and the ink became thicker in his low, deep eyes.

Wen Yi closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, she felt all the lights in the bedroom go out, opened her eyes, and it turned out to be dark.

After that, the man's face pressed against him, and his breath was low and gushing, "Good night, see you tomorrow morning."

After only saying such a word, the man left a little bit, but still held her in his arms.

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The next morning, Wen Yi woke up before Mo Shichen.

She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar ceiling. She was still in a daze, and then realized that she was being held in her arms, and then recalled what happened last night.

Turning his head, I saw the handsome face of the man sleeping.

She sighed in her heart, like a drop of ink falling into the water, and then gradually spread.

She retracted her eyes and looked at the ceiling with her eyes open.

I didn't go to see the time, and I didn't plan to wake up. I was half-lazy and half-enjoying in this rare and quiet morning. The sound of his breathing belonged to his ears, very even and so close.

Until a low male voice suddenly appeared in her ethereal thoughts, "What are you thinking?"

As soon as Mo Shichen woke up, he saw the woman's profile face close at hand. Her eyelashes were long and curly, and her eyelashes were long and curly. Her delicate and reserved temperament was not like her originally. Her eyes looked above motionless, as if in a trance.

After the man asked these words, he kissed her on the cheek.

"Are you awake? Then get up, you should be going to work if you have something to eat."

After she finished speaking, she lifted the quilt and got up.

Mo Shichen encircled her waist from behind, his thin lips fell on the back of her neck, kissed, and whispered vaguely, "Year."

She was itchy and uncomfortable. She wanted to avoid but couldn't avoid his shackles. She could only ask, "What's wrong?"

He took her back and held her in his arms, "You haven't answered me the question last night."

Wen Yi let him do it, was silent for a while, then raised his face to look at him, and said with a chuckle, "Whatever you want, do it."

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, repeated this sentence in his mind, and then pondered it word by word, his eyebrows locked, and he said calmly, "What do you mean?"

"If you want to be together, then be together."

Compared with the sentence just now, this sentence clearly expresses it more clearly.

She promised to make peace with him.

Should have been delighted--

This was the time he spent the most time and energy after waking up in Jiangcheng: to save her.

Although he has basically been in the arrogance of winning, but finally waiting for her to nod, this is not an easy task, he even made more lasting preparations.

But he is such a keen man, she finally nodded her head, she didn't even have the thin warmth and love, and some were just plain helplessness and compromise.

This is not what he wants.

At least not all.

Mo Shichen's mind was still a lot of confusion under the slightly groggy sky and the lightness of the woman's face, so that he suddenly became eager, and his slender fingers suddenly pinched her chin, not too strong. , But the gaze in the eyes means very heavy, "Is it because I forced you, so you have to agree?"

"If you insist, you force me to account for half of the reason."

He asked solemnly, "What about the other half?"

The other half?

Probably she was tired, tired of dealing with his coercion and temptation, whether she used the people around her or him.

And what he did for her... She seemed unable to be truly indifferent.

"I can't tell you more specifically," she looked back at him frankly, "You have been entangled recently, maybe I think you are with me, not as unbearable as I thought and thought, since you think so, there is nothing wrong with it."

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