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

Because it was his further movements that caused her discomfort and unhappiness, Mo Shiqian embraced her waist and pressed her body tightly to his chest.

Kissing her lips, face, and hair.

Chi Huan knew he had misunderstood, but did not explain.

Because there is no explanation.

Otherwise she wants to tell him, why is she crying?

He held her in a low voice and comforted her. She grabbed the clothes on his chest, and her silent tears that she hadn't even noticed turned into silent cry of collapse.

It is not an emotional catharsis, but a complete emotional loss of control.

Unable to control.

It's not that Chi Huan has never cried. The frequency is not less than that of other women, nor is it more than other women, but it is rare.

It is difficult to accurately describe the difference between crying and crying.

But the difference can be perceived.

Mo Shiqian only comforted her silently at first, but as he went to the back, his brow furrowed deeper, but he really didn't know how to coax her, because he was not good at it, but she was better at it.

His fingers kept wiping her tears, and his low voice asked helplessly, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

She buried her head in his chest and did not answer.

In the end, he had no choice but to adjust a relatively comfortable posture and let her cry "as much as possible".

Finger stroking her long hair, sighed, "I knew it, I won't wake you up."

Mo Shiqian listened to her voice from crashing out of control, turning smaller, to sobbing, and then gradually sobbing occasionally, until finally she fell completely silent--

When she was quiet, people fell asleep.

Having not fallen asleep for a long time, coupled with the sudden emotional exhaustion, she fell asleep tiredly.

The man looked at her tear-stained face through the light, even with teardrops on her eyelashes, very helpless.

He waited for her to finish venting, but she fell asleep without telling him anything.

It's just that the hand is still tightly clutching the bathrobe around his waist, and the body is close to his.

He sighed, this time he didn't even make any noise, he held her carefully, turned off the light, and fell asleep quietly.

Mo Shiqian was supposed to have a time difference, but like Mu Xi, he hardly had a good rest during his days in Mexico. He was exhausted physically and mentally. Once he had a good sleep environment, he quickly fell asleep.

The night is late and warm.

…………

Mu Xi didn't spend much time in Lancheng.

Once she was a senior in high school, it had been delayed for more than half a month, not to mention that the Mu family was about to turn their heads in a hurry at home, so she took a plane back to Licheng at 4 pm the next day.

Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan sent her to the airport, while the other two bodyguards escorted her home all the way.

On the way home from the airport.

Chi Huan tilted his head to watch the endless flow of traffic outside the car window. Even in the cold winter, it was still lively and bustling.

"Mo Shiqian."

"Ok?"

"we……"

She retracted her gaze, looked at him sideways, her voice stopped, her eyes glued to his handsome side face, "Let’s eat outside today."

The man turned his head to look at her, his thin lips twitched a little with a faint smile, "Okay, where do you want to eat?"

"Go to... the valley house."

"Ok."

Chi Huan asked for a box.

Linjiang, the location with the best view, is still early, less than five o'clock, and there are no people.

After she was seated, she took the menu, flipped through it, and ordered many dishes.

"Miss, are you two?"

Chi Huan looked up at him, "Two, is there any problem?"

The waiter was a little bit sly, "No problem, please wait a moment."

She ordered the dishes, and Mo Shiqian didn't say anything. He sat opposite her, staring at her extremely deeply, as if to see her through.

After the waiter brought the door to go out, he slowly said, "Huanhuan."

Chi Huan looked up at him, her lips pursed with a smile, "What's wrong?"

The man stared at her, "What happened during my absence?"

He was talking about what happened, isn't it even what happened?

She smiled slightly, "Your bodyguards know my whereabouts very well, right? If something happens, shouldn't they tell you everything?"

During this time, nothing happened.

She is almost simple.

"What did he tell you?"

"Lawrence?"

Chi Huan lowered her eyebrows, she picked up the teapot on the side and poured herself a cup of tea, and said faintly, "He came and went to get rid of those repetitions, what else could she say to me."

? I poured myself a glass, and she poured a glass for him.

Mo Shiqian's sword eyebrows were twisted so badly that he didn't pay attention when he came out or on the road. After all, straight men rarely notice the changes in a woman's makeup. At this time, sitting face to face, he suddenly realized that she seemed serious today. Really put on makeup.

Chi Huan's makeup has always been divided into three types, photogenic, go shopping, and at home.

The concentration decreases once.

Today’s makeup is obviously the first one.

The man's thin lips pursed little by little, and finally became a straight line.

Looking at her, but did not speak.

Because there were few people, the dishes were quickly served in order.

Men eat faster than women.

Besides, Chi Huan's food today was exceptionally slow.

So in the end, Mo Shiqian put down his chopsticks and stared at her eating food for an instant.

Fortunately, the temperature in the box is high, and the dishes are not so cold easily.

Chi Huan didn't put down his chopsticks until it got dark outside.

She took a piece of paper and wiped her lips slowly and carefully.

Finally, crumple the tissue into a ball and pinch it in your hand.

"Mo Shiqian..."

The man reached out and picked up the teapot to pour tea for her, and the warm tea poured into the cup beside her.

"Let's break up."

The sound of the water stopped, and the knuckled fingers holding the teapot also stiffened for just a few seconds.

But only a few seconds.

The sound of water continued, and the teacup was still full.

Mo Shiqian put the teapot back in the distance and withdrew his hand.

He looked at her and said faintly, "After eating, we will take a rest. When we finish drinking tea, we will go home."

"Mo Shiqian," her tone remained unchanged, but her voice repeated more heavily, "I said, we broke up."

The man raised his eyelids and said calmly, "Break up, reason?"

"Does the breakup need a reason?"

"of course."

She threw the crumpled paper into the trash, and said lightly, "There is no reason. I just feel that this time is very tired and boring. I don't want to continue this kind of relationship. This kind of relationship is not what I want. I I'm bored, I don't want it anymore."

Mo Shiqian looked at her, "Huanhuan."

"I've long been bored. Since your dad appeared, after your brother died, I felt bored during the few days you were in jail, but at that time you were in jail and injured again. I broke up with you and it seemed that I seem to be a coldhearted and affectionate woman, and then your sister was kidnapped...I can’t even mention—"

Chi Huan raised his hand to meet his eyes, "Now that the matter has been resolved, it can be divided."

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