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

Chi Huan curled his eyebrows and looked at her.

Wen Yi is a member of the Lawrence family, but she doesn't know what her intention is.

Mr. Larry looked embarrassed, "Huanhuan saw Shi Qian and Beth..."

Although the words are not finished, it means that adults naturally understand it.

Although this kind of thing is terrible, but the terrible things that happened in the rich have gone.

Wen Yi raised his eyebrows and did not express any opinion. He just said to Chi Huan, "Miss Chi, your clothes and hair are all wet. If you go out in the rain, you will definitely get sick. Shi Qian doesn't know how distressed it will be. ."

Shi Qian...

Mo Shiqian...

Thinking of the name now, Chi Huan only felt that the part of his chest seemed to be held tightly by a hand and twisted into a ball.

Except for the pain, there is no other feeling.

Love is a negative emotion.

Love is not negative, because she has a lot of sweetness these days.

It's just the negative side of love, like a bone pain without painkillers.

There is no cure, no relief.

She was also at a loss as to what to do and what to do in the future.

Chi Huan pulled his lips, smiling arcs but no smile at all, and said faintly, "It's not that I want to go out in the rain, but they want to forcibly throw me abroad regardless of my wishes."

This is almost tantamount to a mercilessly dismantling stage and face, Mr. Larry is unavoidably embarrassed.

However, in the mall for many years, this embarrassment will not be revealed. His fat face is still smiling, "President Wen, don't stand up, go in and sit."

Wen Yi didn't speak, just looked at Chi Huan.

Her meaning is obvious.

Mr. Larry turned his head and smiled at Mo Xigu, "Mo Shao, didn't you say that you are responsible for Huanhuan and you want to take her to Madai to relax... She will see Shi Qian and Beth later. I must be in a worse mood. Why don't you take her away now."

Chi Huan felt it was ridiculous.

It is so high-sounding.

Mo Xigu hasn't replied yet.

Wen Yi was about to speak when a low and indifferent voice sounded from the stairs, "Take her away? How many lives do you have?"

For the first time, when Chi Huan heard this voice, it was not a sense of security and joy that enveloped him, but an unresolvable astringency.

It seemed that there was nothing in the stomach, and there was nothing but dry, unripe fruit, full of bitterness and astringency, haunting all tastes.

She remembered the small groans she heard, and remembered Beth's charmingly calling his name.

Her throat seemed to be severely pinched by a hand, unable to breathe.

But she still looked over--

Maybe it's because his eyes stopped directly on her body, and his presence was too strong.

Maybe it was because she couldn't help but wanted to see him.

Mo Shiqian was coming down the stairs, stepping on the stairs with his slender legs.

He is still wearing the same clothes as when he came.

The black trousers, the black long suit, the buttons of the suit were unbuttoned, and the collar of the shirt inside the sweater was a little wrinkled. The whole person looked decadent and dark.

The black short hair is a bit messy, still a handsome face, three-dimensional and deep facial features, but a blank expression on his face.

When he went downstairs and passed by Mo Xigu, he turned his head and glanced at him.

His eyes met, all eyes were hidden and turbulent, but no waves were visible.

The eyes then crossed.

Mo Shiqian stepped on the mess all over the floor and walked straight to Chi Huan.

Compared to him, she was actually more embarrassed.

This kind of embarrassment is not clothes and hair, but from emotions and eyes.

The man raised his hand to her, his hand about to fall on her face.

Chi Huan looked at his handsome face. Before her brain could react, she had already taken two steps back and avoided him.

She didn't actually think so.

As soon as she remembered the voice in her mind, she couldn't help but reflex.

The man's hand froze in midair.

The atmosphere is so embarrassing and stiff.

He didn't withdraw his hand either, looking down at her face.

Chi Huan lowered his eyebrows and did not look at him.

Wen Yi didn't speak, Song Shu kept quiet.

Mo Xiegu stood not far away, and remained silent, but his eyes were watching them deeply.

Mr. Larry was a little uncertain whether things were going smoothly, frowning and asking in a tone that was close to questioning, "Mr. Mo, where is my daughter?"

Mo Shiqian ignored him.

He took a step forward, wrapped the woman's shoulders with his unretracted hand, and then forcefully took her into his embrace, with his chin resting on top of her head and the other hand around her waist. Embrace it in a deeper embrace.

Chi Huan was almost pressed into his arms with his face pressed against his chest, and he smelled the breath of his body in his nose. The dry eye sockets quickly became moisturized again, and they were so sore.

The man sighed in a hoarse voice, "eyes are crying and swollen," the hand that fell on her shoulder touched her head, "good, it's okay, it's okay."

She didn't cry much, but she couldn't hold back when she knocked and smashed the door, and cried outside the door for a long time.

Her fingers clutched his clothes, tears wet his chest.

What does nothing mean.

It's okay, what do you mean.

The smile on Mr. Larry's face was gone.

Mo Shiqian didn't say anything about his attitude, it would be the deadliest if Lawrence did not arrive.

He sent a daughter-in-law over, not only insincere, but also unable to suppress Mo Shiqian.

"Mo Shiqian, let me ask you what you have done to my daughter?"

Chi Huan was stiff, his hands and feet were cold.

Mo Shiqian hugged the woman in his arms, and when he raised his eyes, there was only a stern mockery on his face, "Do you really think that the chairman of Clod Summer will condescend to come to you to talk about cooperation and marriage? I really thought that Lawrence would like you. In addition to fooling around with different men at school, swiping credit cards to buy famous brands, you may not even get a college diploma? In his eyes, your daughter is not as good as Chi Huan."

Beth may have a better family background than Chi Huan, but when it comes to individuals alone, Lawrence looks down on Beth even more.

Larry's face changed, his voice improved, and he no longer smiled and squinted before, "Mo Shiqian, what have you done to my daughter?"

The man stared at him coldly, his dark eyes covered with a cold and frivolous smile, "You should ask what I want to do with you."

The threat meaning in this sentence is already stunned.

Mrs. Larry did not speak aloud. She looked at Mo Shiqian, and then at the girl who was held in her arms by the man. She stepped forward and pulled her husband's arm. She looked helplessly, "Let’s go up and take a look. Beth."

Larry removed the mask, glanced at them coldly, and walked upstairs.

Mo Shiqian ignored them, looked down at the woman in his arms, and whispered, "Huanhuan."

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