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

He wanted to say that he was already on the road.

Wen Yi said, "That's just right, the weather is bad, it will snow at night, you don't have to come here specially, I can take my brother's car to the company tomorrow, you can go home by yourself."

It was exactly what he expected.

His voice suddenly turned cold, "Are you because of the weather, or are you using the weather as an excuse, just don't want to go home?"

"..."

"It's been snowing for two or three hours, don't you know?"

"Does it affect the traffic? Can't my car drive past?"

Wen Yi was silent for a moment. She stood in front of the French windows and watched the snow thrown down from the glass. She said faintly, "Then you treat me as if I don't want to go back to the manor to sleep tonight. I'll go back to Wen's house for dinner and stay here overnight. Don't overdo it."

Mo Shichen didn't speak here, his deep eyes were like a sea of ​​ink, and a storm was brewing vaguely.

Seeing his silence, Wen Yi said, "It's okay, goodbye."

After speaking for two seconds, her ears were quiet, and the man made no sound. She quickly hung up the call.

Here Mo Shichen only heard a beep.

………………

Holding the car key with one finger, Mo Shichen took the president's private elevator directly to the underground parking lot. After picking up the car, he chose to drive directly to Wen's house without any hesitation.

It has snowed for almost two or three hours, and a layer of white snow covers the skin of the world, but the road is cleared, so there is no snow on the road.

The warm orange street lights against the white snow, the contrast of warm and cold tones, is as beautiful as a processed movie lens.

The weather affected the speed of the car to some extent, and it took Mo Shichen fifteen minutes longer than usual to drive the car outside the gate of Wen's villa.

He pushed the door and got out of the car, walked neatly to the carved door, and then rang the doorbell.

After a while, there was a servant holding an umbrella to look at the door, and he was quite surprised to see him, "It's Master Mo, come in quickly, you can't hold the umbrella because the snow is so big."

He lifted his lips and said lightly, "It's just snowing, it doesn't matter."

Even if he said that, the servant still held the umbrella over his head.

The living room is brightly lit, and as soon as you enter, it is obviously different from the cold warmth of the outside world.

There were a few people sitting on the sofa. When he entered, they should be chatting. The atmosphere was very harmonious and laughed from time to time without exaggeration.

Ye Siran, who was the first to find him snuggling next to Wen Hanye, pulled her man's sleeve and said, "My husband, Grandpa Mo is here."

Wen Hanye raised his head and looked at him. He raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised. Then he got up from the sofa, and his father and mother were not there. He naturally wanted to act like a master at this time," Yi'er said. So that you don’t come here... Mr. Mo even took a special trip with such a heavy snowstorm?"

After saying this with a smile, he instructed the servant on the side, "It's cold, prepare a hot drink for Grand Master Mo."

"Good young master."

After Mo Shichen came in, he did not drag down the outermost coat, and there was still some snow falling on his black shoulders.

His gaze passed Ye Siran and Wen Hanye, and fell on the other person present.

Shen Yu.

In this heated room, he wears only a light-colored knitted sweater that is not too thick to look at. It is simple and casual, with a relaxed posture.

Apart from the servants, there are only three of them in the living room, and there is no warm barley.

When Shen Yu saw Mo Shichen looking at him, he returned with a faint polite smile, "Did Lord Mo come to find Yi'er?"

Mo Shichen's emotions didn't show much, although his suppressed unhappy mood swelled to the extreme the moment he saw this man, but he was good at restraint, and he only greeted him softly, and then asked Said, "Where are the Yi'er people?"

Shen Yu replied, "She said that she was a little sleepy not long after dinner, and went back to the bedroom to take a bath and sleep early. By now, she may have fallen asleep."

How long is it after eating?

Oh, what this means is, Shen Yu is eating dinner here, right?

They don’t call him at the dinner, but they call him Shen Yu.

What does she mean, what does the Wen family mean?

Already have his child, still beating Shen Yu's mind?

What? Is she going to take the child and stay with Shen Yu after she finds the next home, or is the heart of the surname Shen big enough, and she plans to take it with his seed?

Mo Shichen's expression is not good and his aura is cold, that is already undisguised.

His jaw line was tight and he said to Ye Siran in a very light tone, "Sister-in-law, can you help me go to Yi'er's bedroom to see if she is asleep."

Ye Siran glanced at him, then looked at Wen Hanye, and stood up slowly, "Well, I'll go and see, if Yi'er is not asleep, I will tell her to let her down, but... she replied The bedroom has been around for a long time, and the lights may have been turned off by now."

Mo Shichen's handsome face looked mild, but it was actually expressionless to the extreme.

Ye Siran walked towards the spiral staircase.

The servant's hot drink was also brought up.

Wen Hanye smiled and invited, "President Mo, come and sit for a while, let's drink some warm."

Mo Shichen slowly said a good word, stepped to the sofa with long legs, and sat down on a single sofa.

Wen Hanye also sat down. He looked at Shichen's expression in his eyes, and asked with interest, "Yi'er said she has called you so that you don't come over... Now she is sleeping, you are here, you Didn’t you say it?"

Mo Shichen's tone was plain and natural, "Well, she was saying that the heavy snow and the weather would affect the traffic, but when I got home from get off work, I felt that the road was not affected much, so I just came over."

Wen Hanye laughed twice, making no comments or showing any biased attitude.

Ye Siran soon came down.

But she was the only one who turned back, and Wen Yi did not follow her.

Mo Shichen's motion of lowering his head to prepare for a hot drink stopped, and the cup moved away from his lips again, and was held in his hand by him again.

Ye Siran said a little guilty, "Sorry, Lord Mo, Ye'er seems to have really fallen asleep. I stood outside the door and couldn't see the light under the door. She should have turned off the light, and I knocked. She didn't seem to hear the two glottis either...so I didn't call her loudly either."

Fell asleep.

Did you really sleep?

He was going to call it by himself just now, but Shen Yu was here, and when the words came to his lips, he was worried that Wen Hanye would send him back on the grounds of not waking her, so he chose Ye Siran roundaboutly.

Wen Hanye also said, "Yi'er is pregnant. Pregnant women may get sleepy more easily than usual, so they go to bed early..." He saw Mo Shichen's expression not showing any relief, and he smiled again. My family, there is nothing to worry about Young Master Mo, or... the snow is really big. If you don't dislike it, stay at our house for one night tonight?"

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