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

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes, his tone returned to his indifferent tone, "So, you are dead because of this matter, thinking about breaking up."

Chi Huan looked at him and couldn't say a word.

"Continue to eat, the food will be cold."

"Oh."

After Chi Huan realized it later, he replied with such a simple word.

When I bowed my head and simmered the rice, I finally remembered something suddenly, and looked up at him, "Why don't you eat?"

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes to look at her small face, and his lips twitched slightly, bringing out a curve, his expression relaxed a lot, and then he picked up his chopsticks.

The two ate at a small table that was not convenient.

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After the meal, the man packed his things, Chi Huan went to the bathroom and simply took a shower.

Lie back on the bed again.

When Mo Shiqian returned to the bedroom, he saw her lying sideways on the bed, neither reading a book nor watching a video with an ipad, just opened his eyes and looked out the window, as if in a daze.

He twisted his eyebrows and walked over, took possession of him, put his hands on her waist, and said in a low and gentle voice, "I only went to bed in the afternoon. Why do I go to bed so early?"

"Want to lie in the quilt, comfortable."

Freud believed that sleeping is an escape from the world, imitating the state of a baby curled up in the womb.

The man's hand touched her cheek, "I let someone install a home theater, and I haven't used it yet. If you don't want to do anything now, I will accompany you to the movie, eh?"

She was silent for a few seconds, but still refused, "I'm not in the mood."

"I want to see, you stay with me."

"You don't like to watch movies."

"You didn't watch horror movies before, didn't you wear me to watch it with you recently?"

She looked at him for a while, still pursing her lips, "But I'm not in the mood to watch a movie now."

The man lifted the quilt directly and picked her up from the bed, "Well, then you don't watch the movie, stay with me."

"Mo Shiqian, I just want to fall asleep."

He looked down at her and said lightly, "If you can't sleep, I would rather lie in the quilt than with me. I have no place in your heart?"

Chi Huan looked at him, unable to answer.

So he was still carried by the man to the room on the third floor designed as a home theater.

The space is not large, probably just suitable for one or two people.

The facilities are first-class, and the decoration is in the style she likes, and even the sofa is of the soft and soft one she likes.

There are a few tomato pillows on it, which feels good.

Chi Huan was placed on it by the man, and he unconsciously took it over and hugged it in his arms.

She is a small one, and she is very comfortable in the large and soft sofa.

Mo Shiqian sat down beside her, wrapped her in his arms with his left hand, and pressed the remote control with his right hand.

He looked down at her, "What do you want to see?"

The woman leaned on him, as if boneless, casual and lazy, and her voice was not very vigorous. She was impressed, "Isn't it you want to see it, whatever."

Chi Huan obviously couldn't raise any interest.

The movie was selected by Mo Shiqian.

Because it was still early, and because she had already slept in the afternoon, he played three movies.

The first part is tearful and sensational.

A film that is not heavy and depressing, but heart-warming but tearful.

Although Chi Huan said she didn't want to watch it, she basically entered the state of watching the movie at the beginning of the movie. At the climax of the plot, she was crying in the arms of the man.

On the contrary, it was Mo Shiqian, there was no disturbance in the whole process, and his attention was always on the woman in his arms.

The second is a comedy with a lot of laughs.

A typical popcorn commercial movie is easy to watch, and the effect is to quickly and briefly wipe away the backlog of depression.

The third part is a horror film that Chi Huan is passionate about recently.

It is a horror film made in the United States but not so American but with an Asian psychological thriller style.

The whole process was high-energy, and after two hours of broadcasting, Chi Huan was frightened for two hours.

Even if she couldn't even think about going to the bathroom in the middle, it took a long time to let a man go with her.

After the three movies were broadcast, it was almost midnight.

Chi Huan held a pillow.

Mo Shiqian hugged her and her pillow.

The big screen went dark and the weirdness disappeared, and the man's faint voice sounded, "It's late, go back to sleep."

She then came back to her senses, "Oh."

She threw the pillow aside, and as soon as her feet fell, she heard the man ask again, "Will I go by myself or hold you?"

"Hug, I don't have shoes."

After asking, he actually remembered that she was hugged by him directly from the bed, but when he heard the word hug, his thin lips still couldn't help but lift up. After he held her up and hugged her, he did not forget it. Kissed her on the face and stole incense.

Mo Shiqian hugged her down to the second floor.

The woman yawned in his arms.

"Sleepy?"

Chi Huan leaned on his shoulder and nodded, "I'm tired."

There was a very faint smile on the man's lips.

After crying and laughing, she immediately entered the suspenseful atmosphere of tense plot after laughing.

Especially in the English version of the last horror film he released, Chi Huan's English level is good enough to watch the unsubtitled version, but to watch smoothly without affecting the plot, more concentrated attention is required.

In such a night, the dual consumption of emotion and attention leads to excessive use of the brain, which is naturally tired.

There will be no free time to think about her parents back then, and what she might feel cold now.

At least, her emotions can be vented and her attention can be shifted.

Back on the bed, Chi Huan was already sleepy.

But Mo Shiqian was taking a shower in the bathroom, she still tried to wait for him to come out.

Fortunately, a man takes a bath more slowly than a woman. He came out after about twenty minutes.

When he opened the quilt and lay on the bed, she leaned towards him.

Mo Shiqian turned off the light and touched her head with the palm of his hand, his heart seldom soft, "Isn't it tired?"

She rubbed her head against his chest and buried her deeper, "Yeah."

"Then sleep."

"Did you choose those movies yourself, or did the psychologist help you choose them?"

Quiet is even quieter in the dark.

"I asked the secretary to pick the standard."

"Have you consulted with a psychologist again?"

The man said faintly, "There is no need for special consultation for this little psychology."

"The one who hid in my room in advance to hypnotize me...who sent it?"

"He left the country on the morning of the incident, and I have sent someone to the United States to arrest someone."

He took care of her all day today. Although she was sleeping in the afternoon, he was always by the bed besides answering a few calls, not to mention at night.

Can't spare time to solve it personally.

Chi Huan was silent for a while, "Okay."

The man's jaw pressed against her forehead, and he said lightly, "I won't just leave it alone."

Chi Huan was taken aback, and he heard the coldness of his words.

She didn't say much, leaning on his chest, and soon fell asleep.

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