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

She herself would not allow it.

Three months is not long, especially if it takes three months for a complete break, it should be worthwhile for her, unless she is afraid that she will fall in love with him again, but if three months can be used again Her mud feet are sinking--

No matter how she hides, she is really a coward in the emotional world.

She walked all the way to the present, she would not allow herself to be so cowardly.

"Okay," the faint outline of two people hugging each other was reflected on the clean glass, not tangentially, and much clearer than her voice, "Three months, I promise you."

The low smile that overflowed from the man's throat was close to her ears, followed by warm breathing and soft lips.

This kind of seeming intimacy is more trembling than a certain degree of intimacy, Wen Ye's body curled up, breathing unsteadily, "After get off work, go to dinner."

"Well, kiss for a while," he replied, took her arm to turn her around, then held her face and lowered his head and kissed it.

This is probably the first time five years later, they kissed without being forced or drunk.

Wen Yi didn't dodge or hide, nor responded, so he stood there and let him kiss.

The man moved her body back and pressed it against the thick glass, so that he could kiss her more recklessly and deeply.

In the end, his kissing skills are too good, Wen Yi soon couldn't resist such a lingering and turbulent offensive, his waist softened a little, and he could only rely on the glass behind him, and his hands clung to his shoulders unconsciously.

In the end, Mo Shichen held her waist to prevent her from sliding down unconsciously. After the kiss was over, he touched her red-headed eartips with his fingertips, and looked down at her unnatural face again. There was a low laugh.

Seeing that the woman was a little annoyed by his smile, Mo Shichen naturally understood that he would accept it when he saw it. He changed the subject and said, "The location is fixed, please have dinner."

Wen Yi gave a dull hum, pushed him away and walked to the desk to pack his bag.

The man gave her the best conditions he could open, and the husband and wife agreement also took advantage of it.

Don't talk about kissing and eating. Except for childbirth, everything else must be the same as a real couple.

Speaking of having a baby, Wen Yi frowned, turned to look at him, and emphasized, "Don't think about making me pregnant anymore." She narrowed her eyes and threatened fiercely. "If you dare to do this, I will let your son call someone else father."

Mo Shichen, "..."

Although he doesn't remember anything, he definitely won't use this trick that he used once.

However, the man still only held a handsome and gentle face, nodded in agreement with her, and asked casually, "Last time...you took medicine."

Wen Yi bowed his head to pack his things, "Of course."

After the event, she couldn't forget such things as medicine.

Mo Shichen didn't say anything about this, but stood on one side, silently watching her pack her things.

When Wen Yi does things, even if it is just to pack things, he has a clear and neat beauty. When people work hard, they have a different kind of sexy, whether it is a man or a woman.

He could suddenly imagine this woman sitting in an office with clear windows, typing on the keyboard, or flipping through documents, thinking about it this way, more thick smiles gathered in his eyes.

After Wen Yi packed up his things, he followed Mo Shichen directly to the underground parking lot by the elevator, and then drove to the restaurant where he had set a location.

The man did not call the secretary or the driver, but drove himself.

Wen Yi sat in the co-pilot, staring at the constantly changing scenery outside the car window.

Three months, what should she use these three months to do.

Is it just as indifferent and perfunctory as always, so smoothly to get the most benefits when divorcing, or... Oh, the result seems to be the same, but this process is worth considering.

Mo Shichen is a gentleman. He has been educated and grown up since he was a child. This is almost something that has been incorporated into his bones. Except that when he was in Jiangcheng, these characteristics may be covered by the environment and the people around him. They have not yet revealed the clues, etc. He returned to Paris, returned to his original position, and he naturally changed back to his original appearance.

The restaurant is located by the window and has a good view. He pulled the chair away for the woman and waited for her to sit down before sitting opposite her.

When the man put the cell phone aside, Wen Yi accidentally saw the cell phone, which was not very shabby, but did not match his whole clothing aura at all.

She didn't want to speak, but then she thought about what she could bear, so she held her chin and said slowly, "My son, you want me to be stubborn with you again in just three months. I am not confident that Criticized, but you kept the cell phone that your ex-girlfriend bought you next to me... Do you think I can’t see such a large object, or you want to remind me that you are not as cold and ruthless to Miss Li. Actually still a nice man?"

She doesn’t know the brand of the cell phone. I don’t know if there are thousands of them. Although the time may not be very long, and because this man is not a spoiler, it looks like it’s still new. Knowing that it doesn't fit into his body price.

Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman on the opposite side who was resting her cheek leisurely.

He felt that a man was really nasty in his bones. When he was in Jiangcheng, cynicism was the normal state of this woman. He had a lot of hatred at that time, but after returning to Paris, she didn't ridicule him much except for being cold and tired. Still quite lost.

Suddenly being mocked like this makes it more fresh.

He smiled faintly, "That really shouldn't let you see it, otherwise you will even feel that I am cold and ruthless towards Qian Rui, a very bad man."

"What do you mean?"

Did he buy the phone himself? But if he bought it himself, there is no need to keep it. She just looked at the broken phone and she didn't think it was useful.

Mo Shichen raised his eyes, his eyes met her gaze, the corners of his lips smiled, and he said in a hurry, "Then you can buy a new phone with me after dinner later, and then take another photo. Sweeter photos serve as screensavers for me."

Wen Yi looked at him, then at his mobile phone.

A few seconds later, she picked up the phone, which didn't feel very good, and took it into her hand.

With a random finger, the screen lit up, and she saw her smiling face.

This was taken by her herself.

But at first sight, it seemed to be picked up from the depths of memories, and it was so unfamiliar, even as if it was the first time that I was looking at this photo.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, and she looked at the camera and smiled.

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