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

Should he say they are courageous, or the ignorant are fearless?

When Chi Huan and Yin Shao walked over, Mo Shiqian was bowing his head and sipping the red wine in the glass, his eyebrows were calm, and he maintained an unhurried rhythm, a deep, unpredictable appearance.

He half-closed his eyes, his emotions were converging on the bottom of his eyes, and his thin lips pulled out a very faint arc, showing femininity, but it was too shallow, as shallow as an illusion, and Chi Huan stood with low eyebrows and pleasingly. On his side, neither spoke to him nor looked at him a second time.

Mo Shiqian had just returned to China, and most of the people who had dealt with him five years ago didn't know his current identity, but those who hadn't dealt with him five years ago didn't even know who he was.

Yin Shao didn't know him.

Communication is inevitable in this kind of occasion. Tang Yueze smiled on his lips, and his eyes drifted from Chi Huan. His slender and beautiful hands made a simple gesture and spoke deeply, "Come on, introduce, Cheng Feng, this is Clod—Summer’s president, Simon."

At the end of the speech, his hand turned a direction, "Simon, this is the young owner of the Yin cruise ship, Yin Shao..."

After a few seconds of dullness, the man's tone of voice remained unchanged, but the smile in his voice was deeper, "Miss Chi Huanchi next to him is Shao Yin's girl..."

Before the end of the two words for female companion, Yin Chengfeng interrupted him in a round tone, "Girlfriend," he raised his arm and gently hugged Chi Huan's waist, saying very affectionately. Huanhuan, this is Mr. Lawrence from Paris."

Tang Yueze, "..."

He glanced at his buddy, raised his hand to take a glass of wine from the waiter passing by behind him, and withdrew from the battle, it was none of his own.

Chi Huan first greeted Tang Yueze in a regular greeting, "Mr Tang,"

As a result, he received cool, meaningful and interesting eyes from him.

It is inevitable to follow her to look at Mo Shiqian.

He sat in a chair, the more casual the posture, the more alienated and expensive he was.

When Chi Huan turned sideways to face him, he lowered his eyebrows and called out very communicatively, "Mr. Lawrence."

He lifted his eyelids, looked over her, then put the wine glass in his hand and stood up.

He is very tall, and because of the angle, the man's tall and straight figure has just blocked the light from the swimming pool water surface on her.

Mo Shiqian stretched out a hand and gestured for a handshake, with a faint smile on his lips, "Miss Chi," his voice was low and indifferent, and he couldn't hear anything at first, but if you discern it carefully, you might be able to interpret this smile There are many flavors in it, "It has a long-standing reputation and a well-deserved reputation. No wonder it has provoked countless officials under the skirt."

His hand was extended to Chi Huan. Although it was not obvious, it made people aware of his intentions.

I completely ignored Yin Chengfeng.

On this occasion, according to normal circumstances, Chi Huan is just a side dish to bring her as a female companion. It would be nice to give her a look in her eyes.

His move made Yin Chengfeng embarrassed.

Chi Huan was very embarrassed, hold it, her "boyfriend" is even more embarrassing, don't hold it, she doesn't care about his dignified Clod—Summer's president, she is too "ignorant of good and bad".

However, Mo Shiqian's hand stretched out there, not intending to take it back.

The situation is stalemate, but only a few seconds.

Before Chi Huan could react, Yin Chengfeng reached out and shook it first.

He said half-jokingly in the same voice with a smile, "It seems that I really underestimate the beauty of Huanhuan. Even Mr. Lawrence, who has seen countless people, is also admired. I don't know if I have to hide at home to be safe. ."

What does the phrase hiding at home allude to--

Reminder... He is married, although his wife is very mysterious.

But this is still a well-known thing.

not far away.

Feng Xing wore a white shirt, not so ironing and self-cultivation, very casual, plus the two buttons were not buttoned, it was even more loose and casual.

With short black hair and a handsome face, from a distance, there was a kind of evil aura that was difficult to control.

He peeled the grapes with well-knotted fingers, and then slowly fed him, as if this was a very interesting thing.

The narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed, looking at Chi Huan in the distance, a certain complex tone was brewing under his eyes.

A few seconds later, he leaned over to pick up a grape, and threw it a short distance away, hitting the back of a young girl's head. He picked it up slowly, and said, "Hey, come here."

…………

Chi Huan quietly sat beside Yin Chengfeng, sipping juice while biting on a straw, and occasionally eating desserts, but she didn't like desserts very much, so she just passed the time.

Mo Shiqian, Tang Yueze, and Yin Chengfeng were talking about things that she didn't like, and she didn't think they talked too speculatively, but no one asked them to leave.

So she can only sit like this.

Until a sweet and brisk voice suddenly sounded, "husband!"

Chi Huan subconsciously raised his head when he heard this voice.

I just happened to see a young girl in a goose yellow skirt coming over, leaning over and hugging Mo Shiqian's arm, affectionately and coquettishly, "I'm a little sleepy, when shall we go back?" "

Her skirt is not long. The skirt is placed on the knees. The material is not visible, but it is elegant and thin. With the girl's milky skin, it looks like a little fairy.

It seems to be about twenty-two or three years old.

Chi Huan looked at this woman who appeared suddenly, even if she was mentally prepared before she came today, she was thinking about him alone when she was just bored and didn't see his wife.

But at first sight so unexpectedly, her thinking was still sluggish, and the blood throughout her body stopped flowing briefly.

Mo Shiqian's wife...

The man who was holding his arm from behind frowned slightly at first, but it was not obvious, especially under the dim light that overflowed with water, it was even harder to see clearly.

He raised his head and glanced sideways at the girl who was leaning on him. His expression was faint. He didn't see happiness or anger, nor did he like or hate. He answered with an ordinary attitude, "It's going to be a while, if I'm sleepy, I will let the driver send you off first. go back."

"No, I'll wait for you to go back with you," she raised her head, looked at the three people who looked at her with different expressions, and said with a smile, "husband, are they all your friends? I see you It seems to have been talking for a long time."

With that said, she no longer leaned on Mo Shiqian to stand up straight, her young and pretty face had a sweet and pleasant smile, her voice was as crisp as a silver bell, "Hello, my name is Xia Tangtang, Simon's wife."

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