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

Let's go with the flow, doesn't it mean... She will come back whenever she wants, and won't come back if she doesn't want to?

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes, grabbed the dark light under his eyes, and said faintly, "I have breakfast first, I will pack your luggage later, let Ma Li go over and clean up the apartment before you go there."

Chi Huan, "...I just do it myself."

He looked down at her, "Do you pack your luggage, or do you pack the apartment yourself?"

"I...can pack up."

The apartment...When she lived by herself before, she always looked for housekeeping or cleaning, and she did not know how to clean it.

But packing... she definitely can.

The man can't hold his beak, "I'm coming."

After speaking, before Chi Huan could say anything, he turned and walked to the kitchen.

She stood in the living room for a long time before slowly pouring herself a glass of water.

Mo Shiqian cooked two bowls of noodles, sprinkled with beautiful green onions and beautiful poached eggs, and freshly squeezed the soy milk that Ma Li would normally squeeze for her...

His face is not very good, a bit cold, and a bit... smelly.

He seldom showed such obvious displeasure in front of her, and lasted a whole breakfast time... more than that.

Preference is like being mad at her, but still meticulous.

Naturally, men eat faster than women. After Mo Shiqian finished eating, he asked An Ke to send Li's mother to Chi Huan's No. 10 residence, so that she could clean up and prepare all the bedding.

He went upstairs by himself, raised a 28-inch oversized suitcase, and packed her things.

Chi Huan hurried upstairs and saw the man squatting elegantly beside the suitcase, sorting her...

bra and...

The little clothes were in the man's well-knotted hands, and there was an indescribable sense of ambiguity.

She stood there, her cheeks hot, but looking at the man's face, he seemed to be holding something ordinary.

Chi Huan stood for a while, and walked over, "I'll do it myself...I just need to take away some necessary things. If you miss something, I will check it myself..."

The man moves in an orderly manner. From her appearance to when she finishes speaking, there is no momentary pause in the action, but a gentle and gentle saying, "I know what you need twenty-four hours a day. I know better than you. Clean up the leaks, I won't."

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't say anything in the end.

Mo Shiqian never turned his head to look at her. He probably noticed that she hadn't left for a long time, and then faintly said, "Mum Li didn't clean up the apartment so fast. You go to the sofa downstairs and sit for a while and wait for me to clean up. I'll see you there."

She wanted to say no, but she wanted to know it was useless if she said no.

Chi Huan pursed her lips, "Mo Shiqian, you don't need to be so good to me..."

The kindness of him to her is beyond description... and he does most of her affairs by himself.

The man finally looked sideways at her from the rhythm of his orderly tidying up, and smiled faintly, "You don't like me being kind to you. If I treat you badly someday, what else can you like me?"

Chi Huan was taken aback, looking at the man who had turned his face to her, he always felt that there was a cool self-deprecation in these words.

She went downstairs by herself.

About an hour later, Mo Shiqian came downstairs carrying the silver suitcase.

Chi Huan had already packed her bags and put them on the sofa. Hearing the movement, he stood up.

The man put a white scarf on his hand without carrying the suitcase, and when he walked to her, he walked around her neck and simply rounded it. Finally, he took her hand and walked out.

He didn't say a word, she didn't speak, there was a silent silence between the two.

When Mo Shiqian sent her to the famous residence No. 10, Li Ma had already cleaned the apartment, put on the bedding, and even turned on the heating in advance.

When Chi Huan and Mo Shiqian arrived, the whole apartment was clean and warm.

Now the sky is also very bright, the curtains are opened, the light is bright.

Very comfortable.

The suitcase was standing against the wall, and Ma Li made a cup of tea for them all.

Chi Huan smiled at her, "Mother Li, thank you for helping me clean the house. If there is anything else, I can do it myself. You can go back first."

Ma Li smiled and said it was okay, then glanced at Mo Shiqian again.

The man said lightly, "You go back first."

"Eh, Miss Chi, if you have anything you need, just call the landline at home and just give me."

Chi Huan still smiled, "Okay."

Ma Li is gone.

There were only two people left in the apartment.

Chi Huan looked at him, "You go to work, I am really tired of my dad's affairs these past two days, and I am resting at home today."

The man stared at her, "I will ask the chef to come over and cook for you."

"No, I will order takeaway by myself."

"Takeaway is unhealthy."

"During this time...Let me live alone quietly, okay?"

Mo Shiqian's thin lips pressed into a straight line, his handsome face was gloomy and gloomy. In the end, he didn't argue with her on this issue, and said lightly, "Your father's affairs are almost the same, but I can only deal with hurting your father for the time being. And the guards who were bought..."

Before he could finish his words, the woman interrupted him lightly, "I know, you can go to work."

She held the pillow, her eyebrows drooping.

The man got up from the sofa, looked down at her for a while, then turned and left.

There was one question, she didn't ask, nor did he ask.

But as early as the day Chi An died, Feng Xing told him--

"The stabbing person and the prison guard both need a little time to find out, and they are all easy to deal with, but to put it bluntly, they are also a tool... Chi Huan minds your cheap father."?

"But you can't fight him at all... and, are you going to leave Clod-Summer?" Fengxing asked, but he didn't need his answer at all, and calmly placed reality in front of him, "You don't leave, Chi Huanxin’s stalk will be deeper, but if you resign from the position of president, you won’t be able to **** her in the entertainment circle for a short time... Besides, as long as you leave, your cheap father will take Chi Huan every minute. Surgery."

Fengxing knows, he certainly knows.

He closed his eyes and sneered across his thin lips.

He doesn't leave, she has a grudge.

He left... only to bring greater disaster to her.

To really avenge this revenge for Chi Huan... Lawrence's hundreds of years of family power has been rooted throughout the western business community, and he has no way to take the chairman of Clod-Summer.

Unless... seize the position and replace it.

Mo Shiqian went downstairs and returned to the black Gust. He sat on the co-pilot for a long time until the sky above Lancheng was driving with snow.

He took out his cell phone and dialed out.

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