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

Chi Huan looked at him without being angry. He stared at his handsome face for a long time, and smiled suddenly, "I just want to go back and sit by myself. You are also angry? See if you are moody today, is it the big uncle? coming?"

She suddenly felt that he was holding her as if he was holding a doll he liked, and he was not happy when he let him go.

naive.

Uncle?

Of course, President Mo didn't understand the meaning of these three words, but he could guess it based on the context. He straightened his face and didn't speak. He picked up the poured tea and drank it to his lips.

Looking at him like this, Chi Huan felt a little amused.

He leaned over, kissed his chin, and coaxed softly, "I use your phone now, and the waiter will serve food later, you can't keep holding me like this,"

After a pause, she smiled and said, "If you like to hold me so much, I'll go back and let you hold it."

Mo Shiqian looked at the shards of stars under her eyes, and the accumulation of the chest cavity was not only when most of it had disappeared, but it was only soft.

He still let go and asked Chi Huan to return to the other side and sit down.

She used her mobile phone to quickly check that it was only produced this afternoon, and then quickly heated up and fermented, and finally directly suppressed the messy things Beth tossed out, becoming the top searched——

After all, her fans plus Pei Yi's fans, the number of people alone has an absolute advantage.

It is common for Guanbo to launch pictures in advance, not to mention that she is hot now.

When she was discussing the script with Pei Yi, she didn't know who was filmed... Can they make up for their treacherous love even if they chatted on the set?

These are not important, the important ones are the mainstream comments——

[With a face, so matching! ! ! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhh, this is simply the peak value of CP in the entertainment industry! 】

[Licking the screen countless times, so seductive, really, really, we must be together. 】

[Happy to dump your short, fat and round president uncle, with the actor, the actor is tall, handsome and rich, how good a young job is than that boyfriend who can’t be seen? 】

[Chi Meiren, how good you are with the actor, the old man can give you, the actor Pei can give you, but the actor Pei can give you, the old man can't give you. 】

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Short, fat and round... President uncle?

Chi Huan looked at the impeccably indifferent and handsome face on the opposite side, and couldn't help but laughed like that.

Mo Shiqian's thin lips curled up, and he pulled out a cool smile, "So happy?"

The words are understatement, but the low threat in the words is particularly strong.

"Are you angry that they said you are short and fat round, or are you angry that they say that I and Pei Yi are good?"

The man put down the teacup he was holding and said calmly, "Tweet to clarify."

She was startled, "What?"

He squinted his eyes and said displeasedly, "Everyone knows that you are the woman. Do you want my head to have a green light?"

Chi Huan, "..."

These chasers can also make his head shine green. When is his mentality so weak?

Seeing that she didn't mean to agree, the man's face became heavier and his thin lips gradually became a straight line.

She thought for a while, and said, "These things usually disappear after a while. They are used to catch the wind, and new things happen every day in the entertainment circle. These cp fans are just wishful thinking and entertain themselves... as long as they have good looks , They can even men and men together."

Regarding things like scandals, unless it is negative news that has a very bad impact, she generally has a cold attitude...Neither actively frowns, nor does she bother to actively explain some irrelevant.

Mo Shiqian looked at her, thin lips slightly lifted, "They are them, others are others, but you are mine, I don't allow your name to be contaminated with other men."

Chi Huan looked at him with a heartbeat.

She suddenly felt a weird feeling.

When they first got together, she said, you will be my man in the future.

Later, he twice understated that I am yours.

This seems to be the first time he said--

you are mine.

I just said it casually, and couldn't tell the difference.

But it did make a difference.

The man's eyes were deep, his eyebrows were deep and clear, and the line of sight looking at her didn't know when it was covered by strong coldness...

Maybe it has always been, but it was once introverted and deep, but the overbearing buried deep in the bones is still overflowing a little bit.

Chi Huan thought for a while, but compromised.

She wouldn't explain this before because it was unnecessary, and since he minded, it wouldn't hurt to clarify.

She got up and walked to his position, climbed to the inside and sat down by the window, folded her left hand and the man's left hand on the glass, and then revealed the pair of lovers watches of the same style on her wrists.

I took a gesture of interlocking fingers with the phone camera.

Mo Shiqian let her play around, and finally looked at the photo still on the screen of her mobile phone.

The man's slender and well-knotted hands are interlocking with the woman's white and soft fingers. In the lens, their outlines are vaguely revealed on the glass, and outside the glass is a bustling light.

"Well, being so beautifully patted by your hands, no one will say that you are short, fat and round..."

He looked down at her satisfied self-talking appearance, with thin lips on her cheeks, and after leaving, he spit out a word in such a low voice, "Huanhuan, let's get married."

This sentence was really not new when Mo Shiqian said it.

Chi Huan was already immune.

When one day he tells her that I love you, she may have other girls who are so emotional when they hear her boyfriend say that she marries me.

She was joking about the simple and deep meaning of the text, pretending not to be pretentious, and casually said, "You remember to prepare a flower ring next time."

There is only one sentence every time I say marriage. I really don’t know if he should be unpretentious or on a whim.

Mo Shiqian stretched out his hand and took away the phone she was typing in on Weibo, and followed the man's faint voice on top of her head, "Send me the picture."

"You took my phone away, how can I send it to you?"

"This Weibo will not be posted now, but will be posted after zero."

"I went to bed at midnight."

"Well, then you get up tomorrow morning and post it. It's more convincing to post it on the bed."

Chi Huan, "..."

She got up to leave with her mobile phone, and was pressed down by the man in a blink of an eye.

He repeated faintly, "Huanhuan, we get married."

If we say let's get married, the word "ba" is a little solicitous, then if the word "ba" is used, there is only a statement.

Chi Huan was quiet, and sat down beside him.

"You can talk about marriage without flowers and rings." She turned her head and looked up at him who was close at hand. "Are you... in love with me?"

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