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

His attitude is understandable to a certain extent. No matter what Xia Tangtang knows what the reaction is, it is better for him to not know than to know.

But with this attitude, she also felt uncomfortable looking at it.

Chi Huan smiled, her face still upturned with a soft look, but her tone of voice was already provocative, "Is that right, but unfortunately I can't guarantee anything, especially when it comes to your wife's initiative or intentionally." In your sight, if you have this ability, let me disappear, or let her automatically block me."

After speaking, he stopped looking at his face and walked out directly.

…………

In the evening, there was only afterglow in the sky outside.

Mo Shiqian opened the chair of the dining table and looked at the dishes on the table. Finally, his gaze stayed on her face, and he opened his lips and said, "What are you doing, do you wish I was hungry?"

Chi Huan sat down for himself, holding a spoon to serve soup for herself, without even looking at him, said faintly, "I have cooked rice and cooked it, three meats, two vegetarians and one soup. What if you don’t have enough? Yes...Oh, if you think my cooking is unpalatable, you can call the hotel chef, or ask your wife, maid, etc., to send it over when it’s done, I’m fine."

The man sat down opposite her.

"I don't eat spicy food."

Chi Huan is a picky eater and he doesn't eat a lot, but Mo Shiqian hasn't had this problem since he was a child. What he needs to eat is clean, fresh ingredients, and balanced nutrition.

The only thing is that following the mother of Chinese medicine, the lightness of self-snack has formed a habit for more than ten and twenty years, and it is not spicy.

Chi Huan is not addicted to spicy food either. At the most it means to put some as a seasoning, and the previous few meals are very light.

And the three meats, two vegetables and one soup on the table, even that soup is red.

She raised her eyes and glanced at him, and said faintly, "Whatever you do, haven't you heard of it?"

"I don't remember you like spicy food."

"Five years are so long, what kind of preferences can't change, let alone just a mere taste?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her tied into a smooth forehead under the ball's head, and a small white face that was not covered in any way. He said a little funny, "As soon as I said that I didn't want to marry you, you turned your face so quickly that you didn't recognize anyone?"

Chi Huan said with a lukewarm smile, "It seems that Mr. Lawrence has indeed been very successful over the years. It is estimated that no one would dare to show you the expression on his face, so he would think that putting more spicy in the dishes would turn his face away. Human... what should I call if I spill poison?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while, and stopped talking, and raised his chopsticks to start eating.

The table was quiet.

hot.

Eating and eating, not to mention that a man who has never eaten spicy brows has not loosened his brows since he frowned, and Chi Huan, who can eat a little bit, can't stand it until the end.

Tianlinggai feels shocked...

In the end, she hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of white rice, and when she felt better, she went to the kitchen to drink a large glass of cold water, and ran to the balcony of the study before leaning on the railing and breathing heavily.

It will be all right after a while, but this is the moment that I know will pass soon, and every nerve on her tongue is burning hot.

Several times I wanted to go back and pour another glass of cold water, and then remembered that the cold water had been poured out by her... I had to give up.

When Mo Shiqian went to find Lengshui... he soon discovered that all had been dumped by the woman.

Not to mention the cold water is gone, the warm water is gone, there is only hot water that can’t be drunk.

Toss him deliberately.

Mo Shiqian originally planned to go to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, but he suddenly stopped halfway. He squinted his eyes, and his thin lips pulled out a strange curve.

Chi Huan spit out his tongue and continued to fan the wind with his hand, the burning sensation gradually extinguished.

He was breathing a sigh of relief, when footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Chi Huan was taken aback, and immediately turned around vigilantly, leaning her back on the cold railing, and looking vigilantly at the tall man standing in front of her.

"What...what?"

He stood motionless, and his eyes were gloomy.

She was so flustered by him that she was about to pass him sideways.

The arm was grabbed and hit back.

The pain is not painful, but this movement inexplicably made her feel more flustered.

"You... what do you want to do."

The man lowered his head and uttered four words in her ear, "Throw you down."

After speaking, Chi Huanren was picked up by him and placed on the railing.

She opened her eyes to the fullest, and she jumped off out of her instinct for safety.

But the waist was tightly pressed by the man.

Mo Shiqian's thin lips curled slightly, "If you dare to jump, I will throw you down."

She turned green, and said angrily, "Are you crazy? Let me down!"

Behind her is empty, and her apartment is on the twenty-ninth floor.

Chi Huan didn't care about anything else. She had a pair of arms around the man's neck, for fear that he would let go of his hands accidentally, or if something accident happened, she would fall.

Of course she knew that this man would not really throw her down, but with his broken waist...

He couldn't fish her out of an accident.

The man smiled faintly, "Is it fun?"

"You let me down!!!"

"Ask you if it's fun, you don't like pranks, I will accompany you."

"Mo Shiqian, you are boring, not boring."

"Well, boring, a bird came out."

She didn't speak anymore, her hands wrapped around his neck.

"what……"

The body was moved, shaking so that she felt as if she would fall at any time.

"Is it exciting enough? You like spicy food and you should like stimulation, eh?"

"Let me down! What are you going to do?"

"Spicy, you poured out all the cold water. I am too spicy now. What should I do?"

"Swish...gargle..."

"Your toothpaste is not minty, it will be aggravated."

Not at all!

"No toothpaste... use cold water."

"It's a mouthwash without toothpaste."

"Eat... eat white rice."

"How can I eat rice without matching dishes."

"Then...then wait, it will be fine later."

The man bowed his head and said with a face, "But I feel bad now."

"You, you let me down, I will help you find a way."

"Oh?"

"I can't think so much, you can think of a way if you let me down."

The man smiled at her, "I have figured out a way."

Looking at this smile, Chi Huan had a bad feeling, "Wh...what?"

"You shouldn't be spicy now?"

Question, but the tone is fully stated.

"I...no, I still think it's spicy, I don't eat less than you."

While she was talking, she started to gasp in order to testify to her statement, even sticking out her tongue as before, but she couldn't get her hands to fan the wind that didn't blow out much.

Mo Shiqian looked at the little pink tongue, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes darkened.

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