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

Chi Huan didn't intend to pay attention to them, raised his eyelids and said lightly, "I'll go ahead if I have something to do, Mr. Lawrence, please tell your wife, since she is sure that she is not injured, if any sequelae occur in the future, please The two are responsible for themselves."

After that, she turned around, raising her foot to leave.

Before taking a step, the corner of the clothes was pulled.

Chi Huan bowed his head.

The little girl was looking at her with her head up. There is no doubt that the three or four-year-old girl's delicate skin, her white and soft bun face, made people feel the urge to pinch.

The little voice was tender and soft, "Sister...you promise...wait for my mom...can't leave."

Sister... Sister?

Mo Shiqian twitched his eyebrows.

Chi Huan looked at her and wanted to laugh a little, but remembered that she was Mo Shiqian's daughter, and she slept with someone else's father when she remembered that she was done, she just couldn't laugh, so she said faintly, "sorry , I suddenly remembered that I have a very important thing to do, and I can’t wait for your mommy... Let your dad take you upstairs to see her. She fell and might hide and cry by herself."

The little girl opened her mouth roundly, "Really? Mommy is crying?"

In the next second, she was picked up by the tall and tall man from behind, "No," Mo Shiqian held the white and tender little girl with one hand, and whispered gently, "Your mother didn't come back last night. , Maybe she's tired out without sleeping, don't disturb her, let this guest aunt take you to play."

Chi Huan listened to his natural tone.

Had it not been for a three or four-year-old girl here, she would have passed by with a slap.

How brazen is he to say this to his daughter?

"Daddy, it's my sister."

"It's aunt, aunt, not sister."

"Mommy said it was my sister."

The man said faintly, "Your mommy didn't sleep all night, so her mind is not good."

Little Mango, "..."

Although I felt something was wrong, after all, my young age was not logical enough, so he said, "But aunt is leaving."

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and glanced at Chi Huan, still faintly said, "Daddy won't let her go."

While saying this, he already reached out his hand to clasp the woman's wrist and pulled her to the dining table.

Chi Huan pulled her hand back hard, "Mo Shiqian, are you crazy..."

The man’s lips curled up in an arc that looked like a smile, "The shout is so big, do you want the whole world to know our relationship?"

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Those who can understand already know that three or four-year-old girls don't understand.

Chi Huan was forcibly dragged onto the chair of the dining table by the man. Mo Shiqian put the little mango on Feng Xing's lap, "After feeding her breakfast, I will go up to see Tangtang."

When he retracted his hand, he said lightly, "Tangtang asked her to wait, don't let her go. If you don't like to do things to women, call them a bodyguard."

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After that, he turned around and walked towards the stairs without hurried steps.

When the man's figure completely disappeared from sight, Chi Huan got up and left.

The lazy voice rang behind him almost at the same time, "It's so ugly to call the bodyguards. You can know that Little Mango's mother is not interested in you. Sit down and have a cup of tea, Miss Chi."

Chi Huan turned around and saw Feng Xing talking these words carelessly while pulling his lips while feeding the little girl with fried eggs unskilled.

Today, she plans to go out for a stroll, or find a place to stay quietly, so she didn't wear high heels, her feet are very casual sneakers, she stood at the dining table, looking at them condescendingly, with a sneer on her lips. Let me stay and watch the family happiness of their family of three, he feels so comfortable?"

Feng Xing did not lift his eyelids, still feeding the little girl, and said lightly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Uncomfortable?

She is not uncomfortable, she just feels embarrassed, feel ashamed, because she played such a disgraceful role.

She looked at the little girl who knew nothing about the world, and imagined if she knew what her father had done...

Chi Huan closed her eyes, and her nails fell directly into the flesh and blood of her palm. She had tasted this taste, and it was clear.

"Brother, do you look at him so crazy?"

The smile on Feng Xing's lips deepened, and he glanced up at her, "You also said that he is a brother, he is not my son, I still have the responsibility to educate him——"

After the fried egg was finished, he took the milk and fed it to the little girl's mouth, and continued casually, "If you think he wants you to be uncomfortable, how can he let you go? Anyway, come. Now, why bother to leave, some things may not be what you see and think."

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The second floor.

Mo Shiqian stood in front of the door, reaching out to clasp the door.

The door opened after a minute, and the woman poked her head out, "Simon?"

She may be changing clothes, wrapping her shoulders in a bathrobe.

The man inserted one hand into the trouser pocket of his trousers, looked down at her, and asked casually, "The man came out?"

"Simon..."

He said lightly, "You need me to help you, you don't need me to be nosy."

"Thank you."

"The woman you brought back, keep her for lunch."

Xia Tangtang was startled, "Ah...you know?"

"The woman who was pushed into the water by your cousin last night."

"It's her...it's no wonder she's familiar," Xia Tangtang looked at him, and then realized that he was not looking for her because of what happened last night, and asked clearly, "Do you...like her?"

The handsome face of the man was indifferent, "No."

"If you like her, I can help you."

"No need to."

"Oh."

Xia Tangtang didn't ask much, just nodded, "I see, I will go down later."

"Ok."

The man turned and went downstairs, Xia Tangtang closed the door.

Mo Shiqian returned to the restaurant.

Chi Huan was still sitting there, quietly, holding a fragrant tea cup in her hand, her dark long hair fell, and her delicate and white face could not see any expression.

Fengxing raised his eyes and asked, "How is she?"

Mo Shiqian pulled the chair away and sat back again, and replied without changing his face, "My knee is bruised, and my ankle seems to have been twisted. Let the servant call the doctor to come over for a check later."

There was a faint smile in Feng Xing's voice, "Tangtang grew up in Paris and has no friends in Lancheng. Why did he not go home all night."

Mo Shiqian glanced at him coldly, "She has college classmates here and went to a party all night last night."

Feng Xing casually said, "Hey, she is full of classmates in Paris, and she doesn't usually see her going out... It's a night out party here."

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