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

When Mo Shichen's car was about to park in the parking space, the phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and was about to answer. When he raised his head, he looked at the parking space diagonally in front of him. The figure of a woman had already jumped into his eyes. Stopped the action, pulled the corners of his lips, and laughed silently.

Wen Yizheng casually dialed the contents of the trunk. After waiting for a while, no one answered, she frowned and was about to dial again.

He would never be in a meeting at this time, this man would not answer the phone.

Although I guess it was probably because the mobile phone was not nearby, Wen Yi still had an unreasonable little temper.

There is a subtle mentality of...just reconciling and not answering her phone.

Before she could point her finger on the remarks in his address book, her back suddenly warmed. She was already encircled from behind, and the startled scream had not penetrated her throat. The tip of her nose had touched the familiar breath, and she was startled. Half-happy, turned around in his arms reflexively, and he saw a handsome face, looking down at her, with a light beam that seemed to be a smile.

She was startled for a while before she heard her own voice, "Why are you like a ghost..."

He bowed his head and kissed her face, in a complacent tone, "You really can't speak, baby, it's better to use the term "falling from the sky" in this situation."

"..."

Worship his face.

Mo Shichen's gaze shifted from her face to behind her, and he glanced at the things in the trunk, the corners of his lips became deeper, "He looked unhappy even when he was half-pushed and half-pushed in the morning. Actually, he was expecting me to come. , I really took the initiative to purchase."

As he spoke, he kissed the woman's lips.

There is no deep kiss, just a tasteful kiss.

Wen Yi didn't avoid it, but after the kiss, he cried his face and said, "You asked me to buy some ingredients and said to wait for you to cook. Anyway, it's not me who is cooking. How can I become hopeful after I purchase Are you? I know you are arrogant, but Mr. Mo, can you not be affectionate all the time?"

The more she cocked her face, the more Mo Shichen smiled, and in the end she simply bent her shoulders and put her hands on the rear of the car behind her. As a result, she was also trapped in his arms by him. Knowing that the more you want to buy and the more things you buy, the better your mood, which is equivalent to your expectations of me."

"..."

Is there such a twisted path?

Wen Yi looked at him speechlessly, curled his mouth, raised his foot and stomped on his shoe, and said angrily, "It just happened to be here. I caught up with the coolie and carried everything in the trunk."

"Yes."

When he really carried the shopping bags one by one, Wen Yi still frowned when he raised his hand and closed the trunk. He hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Your injury...can you mention these?"

Mo Shichen picked out a few smiles at the corner of his mouth, and then replied in a serious manner, "I can accompany you for three hundred rounds of battle."

"..."

She shouldn't ask, Wen Yi didn't want to care about him anymore, carrying his bag and walking to the front.

…………

After entering the house, Mo Shichen looked at the woman who was hanging clothes while changing his shoes, and asked with a low smile, "Shall we go to the restaurant outside to eat?"

Wen Yi glanced at him when he heard the words, "I'm buying vegetables."

"You want me to do it?"

She lifted her chin. "You said it yourself."

He is required to do it, so full of words, there is no door to think of water.

He chuckled, "Well, you go and change your clothes, I'll take care of you."

Wen Yi glanced at the shopping bag beside his leg, did not say anything, and really went straight to the cloakroom.

Mo Shichen took her shopping bag to the kitchen, took out the ingredients he was going to use tonight and put them on the counter, and put the rest in the refrigerator in an orderly manner, and it was almost full when it was finished.

He worked alone in the kitchen for a long time, and he didn't see Wen Yi coming out again. When he was cutting vegetables, he smiled lightly on his lips and thought with a faint distraction, Miss Wen seemed to be trying to make her face cold, but right? This is okay, she is willing to be a little arrogant in front of him, he can't ask for it.

Wen Yi was actually not what he thought, she just found her clothes and was ready to change, she touched her face and decided to take a bath, and the fragrant wash later would be able to eat dinner made by Prince Mo himself. , Is also a refreshing thing.

When Mo Shichen started cooking, Wen Yi brought a cup of tea into the kitchen.

He heard the movement and looked back at her.

The woman after the shower wore a one-shoulder burgundy sweater, her black hair was unwashed, and her thin white ears were slightly messy, she also took off her makeup after the shower. A clean, bare face is better than the one with makeup. He looked younger, with a cup of steaming tea in his white jade hand, looking down at the contents of his pot curiously.

Rarely playful, style, and home.

"Half an hour to wait."

"Oh," Wen Yi put the tea in his hand aside and smiled at him with his face upright, "I'm afraid you are thirsty, I poured tea for you and put it here."

He nodded, "Yes."

"Then you go ahead, I'll go back to the study to read a book."

"Ok."

Wen Yi listened to his simple answer, and couldn't help but look at him more, but saw that the man's face was not unpleasant, the outline was wrapped in a thin layer of gentleness, and he was handsome, and his half-serious, half-serious posture of cooking was not hurt. His demeanor was like a girl's heartbeat.

She pursed her lips and looked at it for a while, and she asked in a daze, "Mo Shichen, you shouldn't be used to this kind of day, right?"

"What day?"

"Cook, clean up the house."

Mo Shichen smiled, "Baby, do you really consider me a prince?"

"Almost so, the prince has the right. You have money, and money can buy power."

He said faintly, "Don't say that I am a poor man with amnesia during the six months I was in Jiangcheng. I am afraid that there are a lot of things to learn in those years when I grew up. Do you think cooking is an incredible thing?"

She screamed, and then said, "It's true that Young Master Mo can bend and stretch."

The man graciously praised, "Thanks for the praise."

"..."

She wanted to turn around, but suddenly remembered something. She half-tilted her head and squinted her eyes and asked, "I said you are a person. I used to send someone to give me roses every day. Once I reconcile, they will be gone. Do you want to show Must be so obvious?"

"I send you roses so that you will think of me even when I can't show up. The flowers are on your table. Every time you see them, you will remember who sent them. Now you can watch them. For those who come to me, flowers are dispensable."

"..."

The man who was cooking the food looked back at her and smiled slightly, "If you like it, I will give it to you every few days. Fresh roses can bloom for a few days. It is a waste to give it every day."

"..."

Wen Yi looked at him blankly for a while, then took her tea and turned away.

Listening to the successful man laughing behind her again.

She really didn't want to see him.

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