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

"..."

Wen Yi looked at the smiling face in front of him. Knowing that he was deliberately teasing, he was still too annoyed. He slapped the man's hand around her waist and said angrily, "The skin is too thick to be attacked. Yes, go aside."

After that, she pushed him away, but just after two steps, the man clasped his wrist and took it back into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him.

After a deep and lingering kiss, Wen Yi pressed his hand against his chest, frowning and deliberately disgusted, "Did you brush your teeth?"

"No."

"Then you still kiss me."

"If you haven't brushed it, I don't mind if you kiss it back."

"..."

Wen Yi looked at him with a leisurely and well-groomed appearance and got angry. He stood on his tiptoe and took a vicious bite on his lips, then turned around and ran to the bathroom noisily.

After getting up, she changed clothes, but she didn't wash her because she was afraid of affecting his sleep.

The man's low voice with a smile rang behind him, "Slow down, don't fall."

"..."

Neurosis.

Mo Shichen said as he walked along with his long legs unhurriedly.

Wen Yi squeezed the toothpaste while looking at the man leaning on one side, "I want to use it here. Why don't you change your clothes and stand here?"

The man squinted his eyes and smiled casually, "You brush yours and I stand mine."

"..."

bored.

Wen Yi ignored him and brushed his teeth.

She's not a sixteen-year-old shy girl, is she embarrassed to be stared at and brushing her teeth?

She brushed her teeth slowly, and finally washed her face carefully. When she was about to reach out and wipe her face with a towel, her wrist was grabbed by the man who suddenly shot her.

She staggered forward, and when she was startled with fear, the man's waist was firmly supported by the man. He clasped the back of her head with his other hand and bowed his head and kissed it.

The tongue quickly opened her lips and teeth flexibly and forcefully, and entangled in it.

The lips and tongue are entangled, and each other is moist.

Wen Yi was kissed by him. I really don't know what he was going crazy early in the morning.

Mo Shichen kissed her for about a minute before letting go of her. He grinned a little bit wickedly, and said slowly, "You just brushed your teeth, but I haven't yet," he seemed to be kind. Smiled and reminded, "Do you want to do it again?"

"..."

"……………………"

The man guarded her for a long time, just to kiss her again after brushing her teeth with what he hadn't brushed before?

She was expressionless.

The smile on the man's face was even worse, and he said indifferently, "Can you brush it? If you don't brush it, please let me do it, I'm going to brush it."

"……………………………………”

Wen Yi stood on the spot, licked his lips, and suddenly pressed the man's shoulders and pushed him back. Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows and cooperated with her to let her push himself against the wall.

Then he looked down at her and laughed, "Baby, what do you want to do? Do you force me to kiss me? You are a little shorter, do you want me to cooperate with you?"

"..."

Wen Yi smiled slightly, "Yes."

"Will you wait until I finish brushing my teeth?"

"Faster!"

He raised his eyebrows higher, and he really leaned over to match her height.

Wen Yi bit his lip right away.

To be precise, there was more than one bite, because after one bite, she started to bite the second and third bites... and bit his upper and lower lips densely.

Mo Shichen, "..."

If it wasn't like this... I don't know if it should be defined as a violent kiss, or the violent behavior in the kiss made him inconvenient to speak out, or it would destroy the atmosphere, Mo Shichen might have laughed a long time ago.

He endured, did not move, did not make a sound, and even held back a laugh.

After Wen Yi finished this "retaliation", the man who had been "retaliated" almost couldn't hold his back with a smile.

Wen Yi ignored him, snorted coldly, then returned to the washbasin and bent down, deliberately caught the water, rinsed his mouth with water, and then left without looking back.

Mo Shichen was still laughing.

Wen Yi thought coldly, he had better laugh so hard that he couldn't breathe, laugh alive and laugh at him, a boring childish ghost.

…………

Wen Yi discovered that Mo Shichen's whereabouts were a bit treacherous recently. Originally, when a woman was pregnant, a man was... well.

But Young Master Mo is not the kind of trickery like working overtime and returning late, but—

After Wen Yi was pregnant, she slept much lighter than usual. She would wake up as soon as there was a slight disturbance. When there was no one beside her when she turned over, she suddenly woke up in a daze.

"Mo Shichen?"

She touched the side, empty.

She was stunned, and when she turned over, she reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.

She was alone on the bed, and the man was not in the bedroom.

Suddenly, her heart seemed to be thrown into the ice and snow outside, and it was completely cold.

Look at the time, 1:20 in the morning.

bathroom? There was no light in the bathroom, but Wen Yi lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, turning on the light and went in and took a look.

In the middle of the night, after midnight, went to bed with her. After going to bed, the man who had been holding her ears and temples for a long time... disappeared?

Since their reconciliation in the car accident, their feelings can be said to be like glue and paint from time to time. She never thought about how he would be, but this situation...especially in her special period, Wen Yi really can't go in a good direction. miss you.

They have not had **** for two months. She knows his needs. Most of the time he endures it by himself. Sometimes he will be half-rogue and half-forced her to help him... She knows he is uncomfortable, and after reconciliation On three occasions, his wish was fulfilled by half pushing.

But it's always not addictive.

She even felt a little bit cold in a comfortable room with constant temperature.

But Wen Yi was not a woman who made a jump to a conclusion because of unilateral speculation. She pursed her lips and went out without wearing any clothes.

She went to the study first. Before going, she didn't even realize how much she expected him to be in the study. Maybe there was an urgent document to deal with. He was afraid of disturbing her sleep...

Pushing open the door, it was quiet and dark inside.

She turned on the light and saw it all at a glance, no one unless he hid it, obviously, for no reason.

Her hands and feet are getting colder.

She followed and went to her own study again, with the same result.

The third choice, she went to the nursery, no.

He doesn't have him in every room on this floor.

Wen Yi couldn't help but went to the living room and kitchen to find... the light was turned on all the way, and the brighter light illuminates the deserted desertedness. At this point in time, the servant naturally fell asleep.

She was stunned, standing in the middle of the living room, looking at her figure in the distant glass against the dark night.

Where will he go?

Did you go out?

Wen Yi bit her lip, her mind seemed blank and she couldn't think, but she seemed to be instinctively awake, took a coat from the hanger and put it on, and went out like this.

She can choose to call him, but...

All his cars are parked in the garage. Although Mr. Mo does not have a habit of collecting luxury cars, it doesn't matter if more than a dozen luxury cars are parked. She knows how many of his cars and even the model they are.

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