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

Mo Shichen looked at her smiling face and didn't deny it. After a while of silence, he said, "I'm not going to be hospitalized. I will accompany you back."

Wen Zhang saw that he was quite serious, and he tilted his head and smiled, "Why didn't I know that Mr. Mo, your mental quality is so fragile, you come here in a plane crash... As for such a small accident, besides, who do you think? Just like you, drunk driving on a snowy night at two in the morning?"

She thought that a person like him would definitely not have any psychological shadows even if he came from the rain.

He looked at her and said quietly, "It doesn't matter what I do, but you are different."

Wen Yi pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to miss his sight, "It is your driver who drives, and he drives if you accompany me... You are not Jesus, God can bless the believers, lying in the hospital obediently, Okay."

"I'll go back with you. You don't have to run back and forth several times. My injury is not serious, only a little bruise. It's on my head. I haven't come home comfortable when I lie down in the hospital."

"No, the doctor said you'd better stay in the hospital for observation. If you don't want to live so much, stay one day less and observe for two days."

Mo Shichen looked at her and said nothing, but frowned slightly, his expression still unhappy.

"I'm going back, come over after lunch, and bring you lunch by the way."

Regardless of whether he liked it or not, he picked up the bag on the side and left the ward, but only turned around and his wrist was clasped by the man.

She was stunned and turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

He said, "Come over and kiss me."

"..."

"I just remembered that I haven't kissed you for almost a month."

For this month, let alone kiss, she didn't want to talk to him very much.

Wen Yi looked at him, his lips raised, "No."

"Then you don't go, let them work."

Wen Yi felt that if it wasn't for the baby in his belly, the man would have dragged her directly onto the bed.

"Mo Shichen."

The man squeezed her hand and smiled indifferently, "Anyway, I have a lot of time. You just want to consume me."

"...Why are you still such a rascal."

In response, he smiled casually, "Didn't you make a conclusion long ago?"

Wen Yi stood still, and the man's hand didn't mean to loosen half of it. Instead, he played with her fingers like a boring and abnormal hand control.

He was boring, but she was not that boring. After a stalemate for half a minute, she leaned over to him resignedly, and was about to get up with a kiss on the corner of the man's lips, and the back of her head was caught.

Anti-visit-oriented, a deep mind.

After the kiss, Wen Yi was almost unable to breathe, and he smashed the man's shoulder forcefully, before he left her lips.

Wen Yi glared at him, but unfortunately there was no power.

She was about to stand up on the edge of the bed, but her hand was firmly grasped by the man, and she smoked, without success, she asked silently, "What else do you want to do?"

If his lips are rubbing against her as if nothing, his breath is entangled, and his low, dumb voice is indescribably sensational and ambiguous, "Keep in touch again."

"..."

"You don't have to make an inch... well."

After speaking, he was kissed again.

After playing around for five or six minutes, Wen Yi got up and went out.

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The driver was already waiting for her in front of the hospital. The snow had stopped right now, and the road had been cleared, but the air was as cold as a thin blade.

By the time she got home, it was almost eleven o'clock at ten o'clock, and she went upstairs by herself after instructing Mama Su to prepare lunch in the kitchen.

Mo Shichen only needs to stay in the hospital for a day or two, and just pack two sets of clothes. She stood in the bedroom and thought about it, because this month they are all sleeping in separate rooms, and he seems to have all the man’s favorite home pajamas. Going to the guest room, she took a paper bag for clothes and went to the next door.

I opened the door and was about to look for clothes, but in vain, I saw that it was totally incompatible with the overall decor color style... The large toy dog, beige, and there is no special design, but it is really naive and cute.

She was stunned, and couldn't help but walked over to it, looking down at the furry thing, she couldn't help but reached out and touched it.

The hand feels better than expected, very soft, and it should be very comfortable to hold.

But... how could there be such a plush dog in Mo Shichen's temporary bedroom.

She had a momentary divergence of thinking...This man is not used to sleeping alone, so he bought a stuffed toy to replace her.

She thought about the scene for a while, well, a little bit cold.

However, the dog was placed in a chair and not lying on the bed. She picked it up and looked at it in her hand, and found that the label had not been removed.

Hmm... Could it be that you bought it and prepared to give it to her?

Is he a high school boy to give this kind of stuffed doll, and she is a pregnant woman, it would be more appropriate to send a bunch of flowers...a thought quickly passed through his mind, pregnant woman...

He wouldn't be...for an unborn child, would he?

She thought so, but she felt that Mo Shichen was not someone who would do such things.

She held the soft fur without a moment, and stood thoughtfully for a while before going to find clothes to pack up daily necessities, then went to the study to get his notebook, and put them in the study after they were packed. I plan to go down for lunch and then come up to get it.

When she went out of the study to the top of the stairs, her footsteps suddenly stopped in the corridor, and after standing still for a few seconds, she went in the other direction.

Opening the door, she was stunned.

Although she did have one or two points of guessing, she really only had one or two points, and even if she did guess, the visual effect in front of her gave her a slight shock.

This room was originally reserved as a baby's room, but it has been vacant for many years. In her impression, even if there is no dust, it should be empty.

Except that she was on this floor every night last night, staying in the study or bedroom, she didn't know when this room was arranged into a completely different world.

It has been arranged so that it can be "checked in" at any time.

And...Did Young Master Mo hope to have a daughter? This style seems to be suitable for girls.

It is not a pink world directly linked to a girl, but a combination of light blue and fresh white, painted light blue and light blue walls, white curtains floating in front of the small windows, and a center of the floor. There is a big white carpet, the bed that is already lying down, and there is a baby cradle next to it. The bed, a small table, and the cradle are filled with different small plush toys, which also play a decorative role.

Fragmented small ornaments are cute and playful dotted everywhere, not only will not overwhelm the host, but also make this small world full of the atmosphere of a little girl.

Prior to this, he intuitively felt that Mo Shichen would not do such a tender thing, but in it, she was unreasonably affirmed that this might even be arranged by his own hands.

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