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

How did you know?

Mo Shichen gave her a funny look, and said with a sneer, "Besides this kind of bridge, what else can make you kick your old love and quickly empathize with your new love overnight?"

Wen Yi stopped talking.

She felt that the man's tone was particularly annoying, and she felt tight in her chest.

After half a minute, Mo Shichen got up, walked around the long table, pulled a chair and sat down beside her, stretched out his arms to go upstairs to her waist, put her face on her face, and smiled. His voice whispered in a low voice, "Come on, stop playing the little girl, let's continue."

He has an intimate tone, even a bit of gentle pampering.

Wen Yi went to push him, annoyed, "Can you do this less often?"

After a few words, he posted it, driving away like a fly.

"No," the man said lowly, "Body contact is the beginning of communication."

As he said, he kissed her angry cheek while he was near. After the kiss, he felt better than he expected, so he kissed again without any scruples.

Wen Yi, "..."

Why hadn't she noticed before that this man was about to break through the wall?

Really like a little girl, Mo Shichen's smiling eyes looked at the woman who was so angry that he wanted to hit him, but in the end he could only wipe his cheek several times with anger and force, as he thought in his heart.

It seemed that from the beginning of Jiang Cheng, he had vaguely felt that this elegant and cold Vice President Wen had an unknown side in his bones.

After she wiped it for a while, Mo Shichen leaned forward and kissed the original place.

Wen Yi looked at him blankly.

He smiled slightly, "You continue to wipe."

She just wiped it!

Wen Yi raised his hand again and wiped it vigorously.

Mo Shichen, "..."

His dark eyes stared at her for a while, and he lowered his head again, but this time the place where his lips fell was no longer her face, but her neck.

That posture, like a handsome vampire, was biting her neck.

However, Mo Shichen only used his lips and tongue together to kiss, and then a dark red hickey was burned.

Although Wen Yi couldn't see it, he also knew the man's purpose.

She grinds her teeth.

"Want to bite me?" The man came down with a smiling face, his voice was ambiguous, "You can bite wherever you want, but according to my understanding of the human body, the tongue is easy to ache. Would you like to bite it?"

Wen Yi, "..."

She was so angry that she laughed, "You really take me not to bite, right?"

He smiled lowly, "No, just inviting you."

Wen Yi felt sorry for not biting his itchy teeth, so he climbed up on his shoulders, opened his mouth and bit the man's thin lips, biting viciously, with his eyes open, he wanted to see the man. With a painful expression, he did not move his eyebrows, but looked at her with provocatively low eyes.

Can't bite him.

At first, she was worried about not biting with all her strength, but when she was excited by the provocative eyes, she bit down hard.

Soon, there was a faint smell of rust lingering between the tongue and teeth. Realizing what it was, Wen Yi suddenly let go, and then retreated to his original position.

The corners of the man’s lips were stained with bright red. This **** color made him look **** and dangerous. He did not reach out to draw a tissue to wipe it, but he licked it slowly with the tip of his tongue. His eyes never looked Left her face.

Wen Yi felt that she was shrouded in a certain ready-to-go aura for no reason, making her subconsciously want to keep a distance from him, but still calmly said, "You made me bite... well."

The magnified handsome face was right in front of her, and Mo Shichen had already leaned in and kissed her quickly.

After the kiss, the man rubbed her red lips with his fingers, and muttered in a low voice, "Let you take a bite, you will bite me bleeding, it's really poisonous," he still hugged her waist with one arm. "After you fell in love with me, did you come to me to confess and was rejected by me?"

Wen Yi, "..."

The anger just now was instantly distracted by these words, she looked at him very displeased, "What do you mean by this?"

After a moment of silence, the man said in a quiet voice, "To be honest, although I don't remember, I don't think that ordinary women can catch me, and if I accept your confession from the beginning, I also like you. Mostly You won’t be upset frequently soon after your wedding."

He had investigated the situation of their marriage and found the servant and the secretary next to him. However, no one else would know about feelings thoroughly, so he only knew that they often had friction.

Wen Yi rolled his face and said lightly, "I didn't confess."

"Oh?"

"I met you that night, and Muse also knew you, and she started chasing you the next day."

"I accepted?"

Wen Yi shook his head, "She chased you for half a year before you were together."

He knew it well, and then asked, "How about you?"

"Me?" Wen Yi was blank for a while, then replied, "I'm studying."

Mo Shichen smiled, "Are you hiding in the corner and crushing me?"

Wen Yi looked at him with such a complacent expression and wanted to bite him, but still resisted.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed her face and squeezed hard, "I think although you don't look like my food, you might figure out something when you chase after you. You won't hide in the corner all the time. Watch me fall in love with someone, right?"

He thought Wen Yi was actually quite interesting, but some of the labels on her body were too strong before.

It was more than half a year since she knew him and he had an official girlfriend. Mo Shichen judged that if she had chased him during this period of time, he would either accept her at that time and marry her later. If she has been chasing him for more than half a year, he is not interested, even if she chooses a marriage partner, he will choose a pleasing woman instead of a woman he has rejected.

Wen Yi looked away, "You only knew me when we were getting married."

Mo Shichen was slightly startled and narrowed his eyes.

She liked him at the age of seventeen, and only married him at the age of twenty-one. She didn't even recognize him after four years.

He turned her face away and made her look at him with a pair of eyes, and her voice fell slightly, "What are you thinking about, eh?"

Wen Yi adjusted her breathing to make her voice sound calm. After more than ten years passed, she felt that she could say these things plainly just like other people's things.

"Muse is a famous beauty. At that time, she was more beautiful than me, and from a better family background. She went to the most famous music school and was a successful pianist. She was beautiful and temperamental, talkative and interesting, popular and personal. Free and easy, the suitor is like a crucian carp, I can't compare to her in any way."

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