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

She said she didn't want it?

Wen Yi's pupils shrank violently and looked at him incredulously, "Do you want to tell me that this is what I think unilaterally and wishful thinking?"

Mo Shichen answered dumbly after a while, "No."

Her eyes remained motionless, "Then I am, do I have a low probability of accidental pregnancy?"

The evening breeze has started outside, and I don’t know what it has blown. It rustles, adding to the depression, and making them quieter.

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, his lips did not move, and there was no sound.

Wen Yi stared at him with a pair of eyes, and raised his voice in vain, "Mo Shichen, speak!"

He can say yes.

If he said categorically, even if she suspected that he had done anything, what could she do?

There is always no evidence of such things waiting for her to search.

Moreover, unintended pregnancy does not belong to the category of impossible events.

"Strictly speaking," the man's face did not have any guilty conscience or escape, he was quiet and gloomy, and he stared at her closely, his voice low, "It can't be regarded as an accident."

Wen Yi looked at him, there was a string in his mind that was suddenly but clearly broken.

She breathed harder and faster. Looking at this face, there seemed to be countless questions in her mind, but when her lips moved to speak, she couldn't say anything and didn't want to say anything.

She raised her hand, stroked her face, and then turned around without saying a word to walk outside.

When Mo Shichen stepped out after she turned around, he already reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Yi'er."

Without looking back, Wen Zhang shook his backhand forcefully in the next second, but failed to shake her hand. Her wrist was still firmly clasped by the man’s powerful hand, and the man’s voice sounded behind her, "Don’t you, let’s talk. ."

"talk?"

Wen Yi looked back and looked at him with a sneer, "The child is already pregnant, and I have had two children before, so this one, I will never remove him anyway. That's what you think, so There is no fear, right?"

"Barley..."

"And I'm pregnant now. This woman already has my baby. No matter how angry she is, no matter how angry she is, she will continue to live with me obediently. If you marry me, you will fight. This is the abacus, right?"

"Mo Shichen, do you love me? You dare to say it."

When the man heard these words, his mood finally fluctuated, and he raised his voice with a bit of anger, "Wen Yee!" But in the next second he saw the burning anger and mockery in her eyes, and he quickly suppressed it. Your own temper, "You can lose your temper if you are angry. If I don't love you, why should I have children with you..."

She interrupted him more sharply, "You **** think you are the emperor. I am pregnant with your child. It is a magnificent honor. A mother can be a queen mother after her son is expensive, right?"

Wen Yi usually speaks, the volume is not too high, his voice is generally clear and gentle, and he rarely has a sharp throat.

She is much shorter than him, even more so when she wears only flat shoes in the bedroom, so she will face up when talking.

His eyes were red, and they all fell on the bottom of his eyes.

Mo Shichen's throat rolled, and the strength on his fingers became heavier. He guessed that she would be angry, but he did not expect that she would be so angry that he let go of her hand and chose to press her shoulder instead. Go up, whispered in a comforting voice, "Barley, calm down first."

She lowered her eyelids and said indifferently, "I don't want to see you now, take my hand away, I will go to the study to calm down."

Of course Mo Shichen did not withdraw his hand, "If you are angry, you can lose your temper at me."

"I don't want to lose my temper, I just don't want to see you, can I?"

The man's thin lips pursed, "I'll go out, stay in the bedroom, or go to a comfortable bath, I'll be back later..."

Wen Yi lifted his hand and pushed away the hand he was resting on his shoulder, his face was indifferent, and he turned and left.

Mo Shichen lifted his foot and walked two steps to catch up with her, but finally stopped.

Wen Yi went out of the bedroom and went straight into the study, then closed the door with his backhand.

A loud "bang", not to mention Mo Shichen, even the entire floor can be heard.

Wen Yi didn't turn on the light either. He only leaned his back against the door, and finally slid down slowly. In the end, he sat on the carpet without any image, putting his chin on his knees and burying his face in his palm.

pregnancy.

Ah.

Men never understand what kind of pain it is for a woman to lose a child, and how long it will last.

Besides, he has forgotten.

She doesn't even understand, in his heart, what is a child?

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Mo Shichen didn't follow Wen Ye out the first time, but after she closed the door, he also came out of the bedroom and walked outside the door of her study.

He didn't intend to knock on the door, nor did he intend to go in. She said that he wanted to be alone, so he gave her a period of time.

Although he didn't know, why he came here.

After standing for a while, when he lowered his head, he inadvertently glanced and found that there was no light leaking under the door. Then he realized that there was no light inside, so he frowned and raised his hand to slam the door.

But even after a few taps, there was no movement inside.

His eyebrows frowned more tightly, and he directly grasped the doorknob to unscrew it, but he was locked from the inside.

She is inside.

"Barley," he knocked again and again, and then the lower voice called several times, "You open the door, Barley, you open the door, Barley..."

Wen Yi held her face, she didn't know what he was calling.

Is it possible that she is worried that she can't think of doing something stupid?

impossible.

Who is she, and how old is she, how could she easily hurt herself for something.

She just wanted to stay quiet for a while.

But there was constant noise outside the door, and she could only interrupt him indifferently, "I said I don't want to see you and want to be alone, do you not understand people or do you want me to stay at your house?"

The door was quiet at once.

Ten seconds later, the man’s low and gentle voice rang outside the door, "What are you doing, why don't the lights turn on?"

She didn't want to talk to him, so she ignored him.

After a long time waiting for her response, Mo Shichen said again, "Yi'er, you say something."

There is still a quiet and dark space inside.

Mo Shichen's heart was filled with wisps of panic. He was not worried at first, because as Wen Yi said, he was sure that if she really became pregnant with a child, she would never get rid of it again. Will not give up the relationship with him because of such a thing, and let the child in her womb have no father.

With her sane character, it is not even possible to do this impulsively in a rage.

To a certain extent, he is indeed confident.

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