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

Mu Xi stared at him blankly, not understanding what he meant.

Or she understands, just because she understands, she doesn't want to understand.

However, the man didn't mean to give her time to react. He withdrew his hand and turned around with a look of lack of interest, and walked into the hotel with his long legs, leaving three words that were cold and concise.

"let's go."

Mu Xi was taken aback, and turned his head to see the traffickers who were smiling proudly at her.

If she was caught back again, she really couldn't escape again.

Her mind went blank, and she suddenly lost her mind. Regardless of the pain in her right wrist, she rushed forward again and grabbed the man's clothes.

She couldn't help it. In this country separated from her parents and brother by the Pacific Ocean, it was still chaotic and backward, and there were wolves staring at her and chasing her around.

Even if the man in front of her was another wolf, he was the only driftwood in front of her, and he could only hold on tightly.

The man stopped, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at her coolly.

She didn't speak, but her fingers were close together, and her joints were all white.

He raised his hand and took off the sunglasses that covered a third of his face.

Hot Mexico, the scorching sun.

This face is even more dazzling in the sun.

The perfect and sharp jaw line and the high nose bridge can give a rough outline of what he should have been handsome. It is easy to be disappointed to imagine, but when this face is completely exposed to the field of vision, it is only amazing.

Even if the scar on the corner of his eyebrows with the big little finger seems to destroy the perfection that should be, but it's effortless, his original frivolous eyebrows have added a rawness that seems to be born with him. He has long been unique. Aura.

Of course, Mu Xi had no time to appreciate it at this time.

The man stretched out his hand and patted her face. There was a smile on his face. There was nothing but carelessness in the smile, but the original good voice was sloppy and dirty.

"I don't have any problems with meddling, and I am not short of money, but you are lucky, I happen to be short of a woman."

Mu Xi bit her lip at once.

The fingers holding his clothes loosen for a few minutes, but they don't.

"You...what are you...when will you send me...return home..."

The man put his sunglasses back on and smiled slightly, "When I go back, I will take you back by the way."

Mu Xi took a deep breath, "How do I know if you can speak... If you finish playing with me... and don't care, or give it to others... or sell it, then I might as well die. "

He laughed again, the man seemed to love to laugh, unscrupulous, mad and unpretentious.

And the laughter is inexplicable, and it makes people feel confused.

He patted her face again, and felt that the skin felt very good, and the baby's fat cheeks were extremely soft, smooth and comfortable.

As a result, shooting became a touch.

Mu Xi didn't hide at first, but finally turned her face away.

The man didn't mind, and withdrew his hand, the smile floating on his lips never disappeared, "I don't have the habit of nosy, I don't do unpaid things, but I never prostitute myself for nothing."

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Lancheng.

Feng Xing said that the average person would sleep for three days with that medicine, and the physique trained by Mo Shiqian would wake up in two days, but he woke up before 48 hours.

Chi Huan couldn't move it by himself, and didn't let the bodyguards move him upstairs. Instead, he kept the temperature in the living room under a blanket and kept him sleeping on the sofa.

She also called the doctor and carefully changed the medicine for his injury. Because of the strong smell of the medicine, she also took a basin and towel and wiped him all over.

The other cooks in the family were given a holiday by her, leaving Ma Lin alone.

She didn't go back to the bedroom to sleep at night, but slept on another two-seater sofa, just right for her height, curled up.

When Mo Shiqian woke up, it was midnight, four o'clock in the morning, before dawn.

The huge villa was silent.

Only a floor lamp on the sofa was quietly lit.

He seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, his thinking was slow and he couldn't react for a while.

But the extreme silence and the soft orange light from the floor lamp made him feel like he was in a dream.

For a minute, it was trance unreal.

Because I slept for too long, my brain ached slightly.

He twisted his sword eyebrows and looked at the woman who was curled up on the love sofa with her pillow not far away.

Quiet, but the sleeping position reveals an unknown anxiety.

Almost just for a moment, countless memories, neglected details, and her abnormalities that he distorted and understood, quickly connected in series.

The handsome face of the man was gloomy, and the eyebrows were covered with gloomy birds.

On the coffee table, two mobile phones are placed side by side on it.

Mo Shiqian held out his hand blankly.

When the screen is on, the first thing that comes into view is the date and time.

I thought it was from morning to night, but it turned out to be the next night.

His breathing sank heavily and quickly.

The battery is sufficient. Because he is worried about missing some important calls and information, Chi Huan keeps his phone on the battery, but it is turned into a silent state.

He squeezed the phone tightly with his fingers, and the 5.5-inch phone was almost twisted by him.

Called out Fengxing's number, but clicked to hang up the next second.

Mo Shiqian closed his eyes. If he is in the trading stage or is lurking, this call is undoubtedly interference.

He was expressionless, his slender fingers quickly flipped through the address book.

Chi Huan woke up in a daze.

She slept very shallowly, and she basically kept waking up once an hour during these two nights.

She just opened her eyes, she felt strange, raised her head suddenly, and she met the man's sight.

Chi Huan sat up.

It always seems extra quiet late at night, even if there is no sound, it is just a feeling.

Because the whole world seems to be asleep.

Who is Mo Shiqian? He can guess everything without asking anything.

He didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, but his eyes were dark and calm, just looking at her like that.

In the end, Chi Huan took the lead to break this dead silence, "I'm sorry."

Her hair is very long, fluffy and curly scattered on both shoulders.

Head down.

In the deserted air, there was only a deserted voice, "When did he leave?"

"The morning before yesterday..."

"From the time he walked to the present, what did he tell you?"

Chi Huan pursed his lips and picked up his mobile phone, unlocked it, called out the text message, and then handed it to him, "I only sent a few text messages, and they are all here. I'm afraid to disturb him. I haven't made a call."

Mo Shiqian didn't answer, and scanned all the content at a glance.

He didn't say anything more, to be precise, he didn't talk to her again.

He took the phone and made a call, and told the person at the other end extremely calmly, "Book the fastest ticket to Mexico, arrange for four people to come over and prepare to go to the airport, contact the person who Fengxing has taken, and tell me the situation."

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