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

Please?

Chi Huan bit her lower lip. "It is unreasonable for you to say that. The purpose of others accepting the unspoken rules is in exchange for benefits. I don't need you to give me any benefits. Why should I be unspoken?"

Mo Shiqian said coldly, "Because I want to dive into you, if you don't agree, you won't be able to receive the movie."

"..."

After a while, Chi Huan calmly said, "I sleep with you every night. You are upset and always want to come and come. What else can I hide by you?"

The man looked at her, his thin lips provoked a cold arc, "Are you sure the unspoken rules of your circle, it's like a corpse?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She had no fingernails in her palms, she was already a little angry, and she turned to leave.

But before she took two steps, she still stopped.

He was still angry, and it had been going on for a while, to be precise, she had already seen that unless she bowed her head to beg for peace, expressing her repentance, he would continue this way, and this kind of continuation could not even see the end.

but……

She closed her eyes and turned and walked back.

He walked around the desk to his side, leaned over and kissed the man's thin lips without any pause, put his hands on his shoulders, and sat down on him.

Kissing is very skilled for them, but kissing too deliberately will still be stiff.

Mo Shiqian sat in the elegant leather revolving chair, not moving, lowered his eyes and calmly looked at the woman who actively kissed him.

She sat on him like this, with her arms around his neck, and his lips and teeth entwined with each other.

But it was useless. Even so, he couldn't feel real closeness.

It was not as real and intense as the curling up and crying when he forcibly occupied her.

While kissing him, Chi Huan had nothing to do, unbuttoning his shirt indiscriminately, and down her chest. When she reached her abdomen, her white and soft fingers had already untied the black belt.

As soon as she was about to bow her head, the man pinched her chin, preventing her from moving.

She raised her eyes and looked at his gloomy handsome face.

"what happened?"

Mo Shiqian stared at her face, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he uttered two words in a low voice, "Get up."

She pursed her lips, "Don't you want me to please you?"

He was indifferent, "You did not interest me."

Chi Huan didn't know what he wanted to do or what he was thinking, only felt that this situation made her feel so embarrassed.

It's not that she has never done this kind of thing, just not many, only once or twice. Although a little embarrassed, she does not reject it.

Looking at him, Chi Huan stood up slowly, but he still had one leg on the man’s knee, but he soon recovered it together. “There are indeed some unwarranted disasters in the hidden rules of the entertainment industry. A beautiful woman was taken, and people became interested in her... If I didn't arouse your interest, then there shouldn't be any need for you to embarrass me again?"

Mo Shiqian didn't look at her, his gaze fell back to the notebook screen, and he fastened the unbuttoned shirt again with one hand and said indifferently, "You would rather kneel between the man's legs. , I don’t want to lower my head slightly and admit a mistake?"

Is he demanding?

She offered to marry, and chose to disappear on the day of the wedding. Afterwards, she did not explain or apologize. She had an indifferent attitude. She never said she wanted to leave, nor expressed her retention and restoration.

What does she consider him?

Chi Huan was silent for a while, then turned and walked out.

The man behind the desk stared at her with thick ink-like eyes until she opened the door and went out without taking it back.

Mo Shiqian was actually very clear, of course he would be very clear--

The more silent the side, the more calm it is.

He did not expect that in the stalemate and tug-of-war during this period of time, it was himself who became more and more restless, and that woman kept her quiet and indifferent day after day.

As if he wanted to, she let him do.

It just seemed...she seemed so indifferent.

As soon as this thought came up, it provoked his calmness more frequently and profoundly.

The man's thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his breathing was slow and heavy.

He said long ago that love is an accumulation of different negative emotions, which she insists on, and then he gave it, and she didn’t want it again...

Ah.

How can there be such a cheap thing.

…………

Chi Huan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and saw a man sitting on the bedside smoking a cigarette.

She didn't expect him to return to the bedroom so early, and she was even shocked after the accident.

Because usually, unless she stayed out very late, he would lose his temper and go back to the room early and press her on the bed to torture him. At other times, he would come back to sleep after she slept.

Hearing the movement of the door opening, Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Come here."

She looked at him and walked over silently.

As a result, when he was half a meter away from the edge of the bed, the sitting man stretched out his arm, then pulled it onto the bed, leaned over her body, and the smoke mixed with nicotine and tobacco was so direct. Feed into her mouth.

Communication, no.

Even making love is his unilateral.

Although he was able to indulge in physical joy before he fell in love with her, at that time Chi Huan was alive at any rate, whether he was scolding, half pushing, half refusal, half forced, crying, all It is responsive.

Even if there is no emotional and spiritual interaction, there is a physical fusion.

But now there is nothing, and it seems like he is singing a one-man show alone.

This feeling is maintained for a long time, and it is easy to drive people crazy.

Mo Shiqian's powerful fingers pinched her chin, and asked in a low and rough voice, "Chi Huan, are you planning to force me to break up with you with this face that will always look like a dead person?"

The distance is too close, so the man's hot lips and nose are sprayed on her skin.

She wanted to turn her face away, but couldn't struggle with his strength, so she just said lightly, "Is there?"

The strength in his hands became heavier, so hard that she felt bone pain.

"Mo Shiqian," she said after a few seconds of silence, in a very soft voice, "I don't want to marry you, don't you understand...just as I am sorry for you, I know your character and will not let it go easily I, I know I can't beat you, but..."

She paused for a moment, then smiled softly, "You know, I, although my acting skills in dramas are pretty good, but in life, I never like acting, and I really can't pretend to be regretful and affectionate. But I do feel sorry for you, so it can only be... what you see."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man kissed her.

In fact, he shouldn't listen to a word from her at the beginning.

Didn't you understand it early? Except for peace and repentance, she couldn't say anything that made him happy.

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