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

[He said that if I break up with you someday, I can try another man, because all my knowledge of **** is given by you... I think this kind of thing is dirty when I think of the original scene. It’s ugly, all of us are inevitably grouped into one category by the subconscious. Maybe if we start over with another, we will feel different...

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes, and slammed into it without any gentle pity.

Chi Huan couldn't adapt at all, biting his lip and screamed.

It was as small as a hum, and she couldn't even tell whether she was comfortable or in pain, like a cat screaming, but the thin and soft voice was undoubtedly a man's nerve.

Outside the window is the moon as cool as water.

In the bedroom, the man's low breath is intertwined with the woman's intermittent names--

"Mo Shiqian..."

………………

Chi Huan's headache seemed to blow up.

Holding her head in her hand, she slowly sat up from the bed, only to realize that not only did she have a headache, but her body was also aching badly, and her whole body seemed to be drained.

She lowered her head and pressed her fingers against her temples.

Dreamed last night.

Dreaming of Mo Shiqian.

Or... Chunmeng.

A deep and **** voice rang in the quiet space, "Awake?"

She was startled first, then she was completely sluggish.

This voice is...

Chi Huan bit her lip, clutching the white quilt tightly with her fingers, then looked up in the direction of the voice.

The man sits in a single sofa chair in front of the French window. His slender legs wrapped in ironed black trousers are elegantly overlapped. His upper body is an expensive black shirt, with two buttons open, revealing his **** collarbone.

A half-burned cigarette was tucked between his long, well-knotted fingers.

In the dark blue light, the man's extremely handsome face was blurred by the blue and white smoke.

Her thin lips curled up slightly, and a cool smile was brewing, but her voice was indulgent, "Why look at me like this, or is there too many ministers under the skirt of Damei Chi, forget who I am?"

Chi Huan was shocked, and his face instantly turned pale.

She opened her mouth and murmured his name, "Mo Shiqian."

The man's slender fingers flicked the ashes, overflowing with a smile, "Remember the best, otherwise..."

He took another cigarette, then slowly exhaled it, squinted, and smiled faintly, "If I get angry, I don't know what I will do." Chi Huan had already noticed that the body under the quilt didn't touch it. thread.

The skirt she wore last night fell on the carpet.

She looked at him in confusion, and asked in confusion, "Last night...why did we...what happened?"

Mo Shiqian's beautiful and slender fingers took off the cigarette between his lips, and the smoke was filled with smoke. He looked at her with a smile, "Huanhuan, your acting skills have improved a lot, and your ability to seduce men has also taken a qualitative leap. "

When she heard these words, her face turned pale again, and she subconsciously said, "What...what do you mean?"

Chi Huan had no idea how this happened.

After five years of absence, she didn't even know when he came back.

She didn't even know...why she woke up and was in bed.

He curled his lips and smiled softly.

Chi Huan understood the meaning of this smile, mocking.

She pursed her lips and explained hoarsely, "My friend celebrated for me last night. I drank too much...This is the room my company opened for me. I'm drunk... Why are you in my room?"

These are the facts, but under the gaze of the man's eyes, she actually feels guilty.

Mo Shiqian took another breath, and the smile on his lips seemed to be infected with evil, a cold evil.

"Your room? Are you sure, this is your room?"

He looked at her and smiled faintly, "Huanhuan, do you think I will be used twice by the same woman in my life, and then be thrown away like a rag?"

The brush of Chi Huan's face turned pale.

Her heart seemed to be gripped, and her throat made a difficult voice, "I...use you...what?"

The man breathed out a smoke ring and slowly laughed, "Your agent has spent a lot of effort to find me, saying that as long as this film festival can bring the crown of the queen to your head, Chi The big beauty accompanies me to sleep for as long as possible."

Chi Huan denied without thinking, "I didn't... I didn't say that..."

She didn't even know when he came back, why would she go...find him.

Mo Shiqian still smiled unhurriedly, "Congratulations, there is such a conscientious agent who has made the movie queen smoothly yours."

His voice is still very doting, like when he used to love her most, but between those cold eyebrows, there is a cold ridicule.

He doesn't believe it.

He didn't believe what she said.

She bit her lip and smiled, "Don't you...hate me?"

"You are so beautiful, the scenery is so beautiful that I want to ignore it, you always appear in my sight, and I am very uncomfortable to see it."

He took a long sip of the cigarette, then swallowed the clouds and mists soothingly, and finally, he extinguished the cigarette **** in the ashtray, with a cold smile in his deep ink eyes, a low and slow smile, "So I plan to I came back to clean up you, but you got hooked into bed accidentally. Probably few men who got hooked into bed were willing to have your ecstasy body."

The man's well-knotted fingers tapped his kneecaps unhurriedly, "Then stay on the bed and clean it up."

Chi Huan looked at him blankly, and asked blankly, "What...what do you mean?"

Mo Shiqian got up from the solo sofa, walked to the bedside with long legs, steadily walking to the bed, standing against the light, his handsome face was intertwined, his fingers pinched her face, he leaned forward and leaned forward heavily. Kiss her on the cheek.

Her thin lips pressed against her skin, and she smiled lowly, "When I thought that I once begged a woman in a low voice, as long as she didn't leave, she would do anything, but she still deliberately removed my child...Look Don’t forget it, but you always show up. If you show up more, I can’t sleep. You say, what should I do?”

Her fingers were clutching the sheet, her joints were white, and her slender eyelashes were trembling densely.

She was drowned in his breath, unable to think, even unable to breathe, and only asked stupidly, "How do you want...?"

Mo Shiqian lowered his head and bit her lips, "The crown of the queen of shadows is already on your head."

"I can not..."

"What I give you, you can't don't don't, what I want, you can't don't, this, you'd better remember it firmly,"

He licked her lips and laughed dumbly, "Be my woman, Chi Huan."

Chi Huan raised his eyes to look at him, and asked very slowly, "I heard... your wife is... an elegant and noble woman."

He squinted his eyes and regained a faint smile, "Is that so."

She nodded, "If not, I will say what you want."

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