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

Thirty million...commission?

"Do you know where Su Yabing is?"

"do not know."

"Then you said five o'clock in the afternoon?"

The man glanced at her in the mirror, a thin smile appeared on his lips, "Isn't there another day?"

Chi Huan stood at the door, curled his lips, and hummed, "Mo Xigu can't be found. Are you sure you can find it?"

He glanced at her, twisted the towel with his distinct fingers, and said lightly, "I can't find it, no one can find it."

Chi Huan, "..."

"Shen Xiao said... She disappeared after you called her. What did you tell her?"

"It just reminded her of some of the things she did."

Chi Huan was dissatisfied, "What's the matter, you can tell it clearly."

The man used a towel to clean his face carelessly, and if he washed the towel, he didn't mean to answer her.

Chi Huan stomped, "Say it."

It's shameful to confuse her, half talking.

She frowned, "Aren't you afraid that Su Yabing will bite you and kidnapped her? She hid deliberately to let Mo Xiegu find her. She must pour dirty water on me. You dare to take 30 million yuan. "

The man said lightly, "Chi Huan, you worry too much."

She murmured, "Of course I am worried that the Mo family is one of the best in the world. Although they have no ability to block me, but if Mo Xigu really believes what I have done to Su Yabing, I should help her. I will find it difficult to get confused in the entertainment industry. ."

At least some investors who are missing are willing to cooperate with her.

"With me, you don't have to worry about anything."

His tone was ordinary, but it was like a stone accidentally thrown into the originally calm lake water, and the lake surface was full of ripples.

The man dried the towel, turned and walked towards the door, raised his hand to touch her head, and threw a sentence, "wash and eat breakfast when you get up."

Chi Huan, "..."

She turned around and looked at his back, snorted heavily, and said unhappily, "My hand was hurt by Moxi's story. You have to tell me earlier, maybe I won't open the door."

Mo Shiqian paused, turned around, frowned, "Did he hurt you?"

Mo Xigu was a man at all, or a standard rich man. He thought he would not do anything to a woman. He walked back to the little woman a few steps and asked in a deep voice, "Where is he injured?"

Chi Huan rolled up his sleeves, showed him his wrists, and said aggrieved, "If it wasn't for my wit, his wrists would have almost been cut off."

Mo Shiqian stared at the blue bruise on her wrist, his eyebrows were drawn deeper, and he passed over the slender shady bird, and after a while, he said lightly, "I will wipe some medicine for you after I wash it."

She pursed her lips and said dullly, "No, it will be fine if you just leave it alone."

Mo Shiqian raised her chin with a finger, and dropped a soft kiss on the center of her eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Be good, you need to rub the medicine."

When she looked up at the man's firm chin again, her heart palpitated slightly.

…………

Only bought one for breakfast.

Mo Shiqian cooked a bowl of noodles for himself and a small bowl for her. Chi Huan made a generous gesture and gave him half of the dumplings.

Eat breakfast quietly.

Mo Shiqian gave her a sense of security, which he had gradually accumulated during the three years he was her bodyguard, and he had hardly disappointed her.

So even if she still doesn't know his identity, his abilities, and who he is, but he said that she could find Su Yabing, she believed he could find it.

As for Moxigu's place... he did not mistake her, she didn't care.

But the more you get along with the man in front of you, the more he gives her an unfathomable feeling, like an ancient well hidden deep in the forest, dark and deep.

I just think it's a deep well, but I don't know how many there are or what is buried underground.

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at the little woman who was biting the steamed bun but staring at him in a daze for a while, narrowed his eyes, and his flexible chopsticks snatched the steamed bun.

"Mo Shiqian," Chi Huan reacted in vain, but saw that he had calmly eaten the Xiaolongbao that he had snatched from her mouth, pursing his lips, his face was slightly hot, and said in disgust, "Are you dirty? Dirty and disgusting."

He raised his eyes to look at her, "I have more disgusting things."

Chi Huan felt that playing a rogue was not his opponent, so he shut up and ate noodles.

To be honest, she might not be the man's opponent. The problem is... no matter how she can say it, it's just talking, he can be true anytime, anywhere.

After another while, she bit her chopsticks and suddenly asked, "The night before yesterday, the eldest Bai family, Bai Song...then hello brother, Feng Xing, do you really like her at all?"

The man did not lift his head, "I don't like it, it's impossible."

Chi Huan felt inexplicably that Fengxing said that he didn’t like it, and that he might not really dislike it. Mo Shiqian said that it was impossible. It was really unlikely, because the onlookers were clear. Besides, these two men seemed to have known each other for more than ten years. Brother.

"Why? He is single, right?"

Mo Shiqian raised his head this time, locked her face with his eyes, and said faintly, "You know that he is single. The last time I talked was very pleasant?"

The displeasure was clearly not obvious, but Chi Huan even smelled it.

Chi Huan pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little proud, "I feel like he has a long-term celibacy."

The man on the opposite side held his chopsticks with his fingers and stared at her, "Do you still have feelings for him?"

Chi Huan looked at him, always feeling that even if this man is silent or angry, he still has a kind of oppressive aura brought out from his bones, "Isn't he your best brother? I just ask you casually. Are you jealous?"

"Well, he is my brother, not yours. It is enough for you to care about me alone."

Chi Huan, "..."

Chi Huan raised his chin and asked, "I just think it's weird. Even you have a fiancée. Why is it that you have a fiancée like him, who writes about bee-attracting butterflies from hair to shoes? Why does he seem to be short on any woman? "

Mo Shiqian looked at her blankly, "Are you interested in him?"

She stirred the noodles with chopsticks, her eyeballs rolled around, deliberately slowly, "If you don't tell me, I might be more interested in him."

Before, Chi Huan was not interested in other people's gossip and feelings, and never asked.

The man's voice stretched dangerously, "Chi Huan."

She bulged her cheeks, looked at him baffledly, and said softly, "Say it, the more mysterious the more intrigue, the Bai family is so prominent, he said that he refused without blinking his eyes, I was curious."

Like women can't let him things, wealth and power, nor can he be tempted.

Mo Shiqian pinched a small dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth, and said lightly, "Probably all the love has been consumed, so I am no longer interested."

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