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

After sending this sentence, she wanted to go back to the actor's words, but found something wrong.

She was dumbfounded.

There are only two words on it, [Chi Huan? 】

The head blew lightly, sending the wrong person.

Seeing that she hadn't responded for a long time, Pei Yi sent another one, which came in about the same time as the leisurely one.

dying.

Chi Huan quickly withdrew the news almost shaking his fingers.

The withdrawal was successful.

If I didn't see it, I didn't see it, the actor wouldn't stare at the phone. She had withdrawn so successfully, he must have not seen it.

Ning Youran's older woman C is about to kill her.

She sent two angry expressions to Ning Youran.

Message reminder, Pei Yi's voice.

The voice with a low laugh, entangled with a layer of playfulness, "Is this a hint...or is it explicit?"

Chi Huan's face slammed into the pillow.

Nothing can be saved.

It's the same thing to be unscrupulous between girlfriends, and a strange man, especially a senior...Chi Huan was so upset.

When Mo Shiqian opened the door and came in, he saw Chi Huan pulling his hair madly. He curled his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man's voice was clear and low, which seemed abrupt in the quiet bedroom.

Chi Huan raised his head and looked at the man who appeared at the door. The expression on his face disappeared, leaving only a dull face. He looked down at the phone again and said faintly, "Nothing."

Mo Shiqian looked at the woman on the bed, his eyes narrowed.

Actually it's still early.

It's just that when he was in the study, he always remembered that she hadn't smiled since the beginning of the meal. She didn't have any anger, and she couldn't see any temper, but she didn't look too cold or hot, not the same as before. .

Hasn't the matter of monsoon been made clear?

Chi Huan looked down at the phone, and from the corner of his eye he could still see him taking the clothes and walking into the bathroom.

On WeChat, she replied to Ning Youran’s grieved face and a row of smiling faces, [You give me a dog. 】

Back to Pei Yi, [Actor, I said that my input method was wrong, you will believe it. 】

After a long time, Pei Yi returned, still the voice, only a funny word, "OK."

…………

When Mo Shiqian came out, the woman on the bed was lying on her side, breathing quietly and evenly, as if she was asleep.

The man's sword eyebrows wrinkled again.

He stepped away from his long legs and walked to the bed.

The bedside lamp illuminates the clean and delicate face of the woman under the soft light of the bedside lamp. The eyelashes are very long, and the shadow is shallow. The long hair is spread on the pillow, and the slender body is slightly bowed.

Chi Huan's acting skills in the new generation of actresses are almost crushing, and when she is asleep, she can really be fake.

But obviously, whether you really sleep or pretend to sleep.

She is avoiding him.

Turn off the light, the bedroom is completely dark, and there is no moonlight outside the window, only the sound of wind blowing.

Chi Huan's slightly strained nerves finally relaxed a bit. She opened her eyes, looked at the darkness of the room, and closed it again, preparing to really fall asleep.

The clear breath belonging to the man surrounded her from behind, and there was the smell of wet shower gel, followed by a hot kiss falling on her cheek, tossing to her ears.

She moved her head to dodge.

After being deeply kissed, Chi Huan, a jealous spirit, woke up and hurriedly caught the man's hand, and finally said, "Mo Shiqian."

"Huh?" His voice was particularly low and dull in the night, "From last night to tonight, when are you going to be angry?"

She turned away from his breath, "Am I angry?"

The man said lowly, "You ignore me."

She said lightly, "I don't have one."

He said in a low voice, "Then it's still early."

Chi Huan naturally knew what this sentence meant.

After a while, she said nothing.

The man's kisses again fell densely on her cheek and neck.

She lay down under him and didn't move, and asked quietly, "If you want to do it with you, then you can be regarded as treating you."

Mo Shiqian paused, "You don't want to?"

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

He pinched her chin, his voice tense, "But I think now."

She pursed her lips, "Then you do it quickly, I want to sleep."

Mo Shiqian's heart finally made waves, the lowered voice was a little less gentle, and he appeared more indifferent, "Chi Huan, what are you dissatisfied with me?"

She doesn't like monsoon rain, and he has promised to drive her.

What else does she want?

"Then what is your dissatisfaction with me? Don't you just want to do it, I will give it to you, is it possible that you have to let me beg you?"

Mo Shiqian couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, but the emotions in his chest had been stirred up.

He didn't have to, but he just didn't like her present posture very much. He was so cold and alienated, and since last night he didn't want to pay attention to him.

He endured it last night.

He is willing to spoil her, and it doesn't matter if he has a little temper occasionally, but it does not include tolerating her repeated cold face.

Mo Shiqian turned his head and kissed her again. The deeper the kiss, the deeper it seemed that this kind of physical distance could draw the distance between them a little closer, allowing her to go back to the way she used to be coquettish and coquettish.

…………

Chi Huan woke up lazily the next morning.

After a simple wash, Li Ma brought her a bowl of glutinous rice porridge.

She lowered her head and tasted slowly with a spoon.

Ma Li smiled and asked, "Miss Chi, is this porridge delicious?"

"It's okay, what's wrong?"

"The porridge was made by the husband himself after he got up... You quarreled last night, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood in the morning."

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