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

He has never checked how she has been in the past five years.

Although this is a matter of one sentence to him.

But he hardly even moved this idea.

Because he didn't want to know how well she was--

In his cognition, she had no reason to live badly, except for the fact that most of her failures with Mo Xiegu were not successful.

But he had already stated clearly five years ago that Mo Xigou had no way to make all Mrs. Mo, who puts interests first, to accept Chi Huan as a daughter-in-law.

Unless he sever ties with the family for Chi Huan.

But now there is no trace of this man in Chi Huan's life. Obviously, he does not.

He was not surprised.

Of course, more importantly, he didn't want to know how many men she had in these years.

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After shopping, I went out of the mall and drove directly back to Chi Huan's apartment.

The parking lot downstairs.

Chi Huan opened the trunk of the car, picked up a few weightless objects in her hand, and then looked at the man standing beside the car with one hand in his trouser pocket and standing straight, "What are you doing standing there?"

Mo Shiqian was expressionless, "Otherwise what should I do?"

"Do you want me to be a single and weak woman to carry all these heavy things up?"

"I did not say."

"Then you don't come to help."

The man stated lightly, "I never do this kind of thing."

Chi Huan was very angry and smiled, "Never? Then you have done too much, and you haven't dumped less trash."

That's when he used to be her bodyguard.

Every time he goes to her apartment, if there is any rubbish, he must be instructed to bring it down to her by the way.

Mo Shiqian seemed to smile, "You want me to be your bodyguard for a billion?"

Give one billion people a chance to be her bodyguard to form an ocean?

She was carrying something and standing there looking at him, without speaking, her face was a little annoyed.

He didn't move either.

The two stood at a stalemate within a distance of one or two meters for half a minute.

In the end, Chi Huan put the things in his hands back into the trunk, then raised his foot and walked to him, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing those scars of various shades, "My hands are not good yet. Can't lift such a heavy thing."

The man's gaze was concentrated on those scars, and there was an obvious undercurrent surging through his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes instantly chilled, and his voice was extremely low and cold, "You are going to die."

Chi Huan was still thinking about how he would continue if he received a sentence that his waist hurts. He didn't expect that he would directly hit him with a thick, ironic cold remark. She was stabbed in her heart, but in the end she didn't restrain her grievance.

Turning to leave with red eyes.

As a result, he was grabbed by the man before he took two steps.

It is unconscious to ridicule her.

It was also unconscious to see her going out and holding her hand.

After shopping from the golf course to the shopping mall and returning to Chi Huan's apartment, the sky hasn't gone completely dark yet, but the street lights are already on, and there are lights everywhere in the community.

Chi Huan was angrily trying to shake off his hand, but after a few strokes, he didn't succeed. He simply turned his head and said to him, "Let go, I won't do it, you can go back and eat your chef."

The man refused to let go and looked at her silently in the half-bright light.

After waiting for her to make a fuss for a while, he pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and slowed down his tone, "Okay, I will help you get it up, eh?"

"Don't do it now."

Mo Shiqian didn't care whether she wanted it or not. He pulled her to the trunk, took out all the things bought in it, and carried them in two batches, including the few things that Chi Huan wanted to take at the beginning. I took it and didn't let her touch it.

"Go up."

She turned her face away.

The man didn't continue to coax her, but said in a low voice, "Close the trunk."

After speaking, he carried things and walked straight to the front.

When Chi Huan turned her head, he was already far away. She stood with her lips pressed for a while, still raised her hand to close the trunk, and then followed his footsteps. Enter the apartment according to the code.

When changing shoes in the hallway, there were still no men's slippers in the shoe cabinet.

No way, she didn't have any relatives, and besides You Ran, she didn't like others to come to her apartment. I bought it for Mo Shiqian before...but he put all his things into the box.

She was hesitating whether to take them out, but the man had already taken off his shoes and put on socks, so he put all the things in the dining room and put them on the dining table, without asking her for shoes.

He naturally acquiesced that she had thrown away all his things.

Chi Huan pursed her lips and gave up the idea.

After putting things down, Mo Shiqian sat on the sofa like an uncle, with one hand resting on the armrest of the sofa at will, and the other hand pinching his eyebrows in a tired posture.

It was getting late, and because of the argument just now, Chi Huan ignored him and went straight to the kitchen.

From time to time, there were croaking sounds.

Mo Shiqian was troubled by Liang Manyue last night and did not rest much. In the afternoon, he was exhausted by exercising. He sat on the soft sofa and closed his eyes and rested. Hearing the intermittent high and low sounds, he did not feel noisy. There is only an indescribable sense of fireworks in the world, and I fall into a shallow sleep without knowing it.

When Chi Huan came out of the cooking, he fell asleep with his arms sideways and eyes closed.

The face under the black short hair is handsome and calm, like a tired painting.

She squatted down and poked his thigh with her hand.

Mo Shiqian didn't sleep deeply, he was awakened by the movement of his eyelids, and slowly opened his eyes.

Before he fully recovered his consciousness, the bright and smiling face below jumped into his eyes. The smiling eyebrows seemed to hide affection, and they were hazy and beautiful like an illusion.

He seemed to be in a daze, and reached out his hand to touch her face.

Chi Huan watched his hand stretched out towards him, without flashing or avoiding it, his red lips smiled deeper and sweeter, and his voice was soft, "Supper is ready, get up and eat."

After a few seconds, a hoarse good word overflowed from the man's throat.

He was about to get up, when the mobile phone placed on the coffee table vibrated.

Both people looked over subconsciously.

The screen is so big and Chi Huan is even closer. She naturally saw the name on it, and she couldn't help but frowned.

Liang Manyue.

She thought first, finally it was not the full moon.

But then I remembered how Liang Manyue looked at him when he was on the small balcony last night.

The man who was supposed to be her husband, the missed childhood sweetheart, and the man who saved her from fire and water years later——

Her mind is probably complicated and entangled.

In other words, her mind has never been understood.

From five years ago to five years later, apart from the weight of their childhood sweetheart, Chi Huan almost never regarded her as an opponent. This woman is not as innocent and stubborn as Ji Yu, and not as elegant as Song Shu. Not up to Xia Tangtang's temperament.

But she just made her feel uncomfortable in her heart more than any woman.

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