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

Her hand holding the doorknob tightened a little bit, until the knuckles began to turn white, Wen Yi suddenly turned around, the corners of her lips rose, and her eyes stared at him for an instant, "Then Mr. Mo, you Are you in love with me?"

The light is just right at this time. Although it is impossible to see every inch of expression changes clearly, the perception of this kind of thing has been magnified innumerably, leaving certain signals nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

Mo Shichen looked at her face, or more accurately, her eyes.

Quiet for a while.

He opened his thin lips and wanted to speak, but his eyes touched her eyes, and all the content was still stuck in his throat, and then disappeared. Finally, his Adam's apple rolled and no syllables came out.

Wen Yi retracted his gaze, his fingers tightly holding the doorknob loosened, opened the door without any hesitation, and walked out.

The lonely man and the quiet and lonely warm light.

…………

The private doctor arrived in five minutes and gave Mo Shichen a check. Wen Yi sat on the cleaned up single sofa, watching them whispered in communication from a short distance.

"Lord, if it's convenient for you, it's better to go to the hospital to recuperate for a few days..."

The man's extremely low voice interrupted him, "Not very convenient."

"..."

The doctor looked at her, and finally looked at Wen Yi on the sofa with a little luck, hoping that Mrs. Mo could help him persuade him, but Wen Yi elbows on the armrest of the sofa, crooked He stared at the floor lamp beside him in a daze, as if he didn't even hear what they said.

He sighed and said, "The big young man, you must pay attention these days. It is best to lie down or sit. It is not suitable for any exercise. Similar to running and jumping, it is absolutely impossible. It is best not to walk... …The medicine must be rubbed on time. I will come here once a day. If you have any problems, please notify me as soon as possible.

Mo Shichen said, "Are there any other questions?"

"No, what you need is to recuperate and avoid secondary injuries."

"I know, the medicine is left, you can go back."

"Okay, you take a rest early, Lord."

Mo Shichen nodded lightly and closed his eyes as a response.

The private doctor closed the medicine box set aside, picked it up and held it in his hand, and bowed his head to Wen Yi on the sofa, "Mrs. Mo, I have all the medicine for the old man, you remember to supervise him to rub the medicine on time."

Wen Yi got up from the sofa and smiled. She was polite and elegant, but because of her clothes at home, her temperament and voice became gentler, "Okay, trouble Doctor Jin. "

The doctor left with the medicine box, and the door opened and closed with a small sound. After silence, it seemed that the whole bedroom had fallen into indescribable silence.

Wen Yi took the lead, "Would you like something to eat?"

She just remembered suddenly that he didn't eat dinner tonight, so he pulled the whole topic out to break the embarrassing atmosphere.

"I asked the servant to pour the supper."

"Oh," Wen Yi said, "then don't eat it."

"..."

"Since you are injured, it is not convenient for me to sleep with you. Let me sleep in the second bedroom next door..."

Before she could finish her words, the man interrupted her, "What's inconvenient?"

"I don't sleep well, I'm afraid it will affect your injury."

He said faintly, "It's enough for me to sleep well."

Wen Yi reminded her, "Mo Shichen, what harm did you do to your spine in order to sleep in a bed with me, you are not worth the loss."

The man said lightly, "If my spine is really broken, you won't be responsible. I will be responsible for myself. You won't let you break my spine."

"..."

"Whatever, I'll take a shower."

Anyway, he couldn't do much with his current virtues, and it didn't make a big difference for her to sleep together or separately.

She had just turned around to go to the bathroom when the man said again, "I'm hungry."

These three characters were very low, as if they were caught by his throat, but his speaking speed was slightly faster than his usual normal speed, which still showed a bit of unusual emotions.

And these three words themselves are childish.

"Should I make it ready and serve it?"

He responded lowly, "Okay."

"..."

She had no choice but to resign and went downstairs again, but fortunately, the servant hadn't really listened to the man's instructions and fell down immediately.

"Madam, do you want to heat it up or make it anew?"

Wen Yixiu frowned, "If it can be hot, let it be hot. Those who lose the taste will make another one. Hurry up, he shouldn't eat much, so he doesn't need to prepare a lot."

The servant was busy, and quickly went to the kitchen to work.

Wen Yi did not go back to the second floor immediately, but sat on the sofa in the living room and waited.

She looked at the night view of the manor outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a man's voice rang in her mind——

[Wen Yi, if I hurt you back then... because I didn't love you, but now I fall in love with you? 】

She pursed her lips and smiled silently.

in case……

She had no interest in thinking about what if.

Not to mention just if.

…………

Wen Yi simply took a shower while the man was eating. After this long hair, it basically dried out naturally. After the servant finished the tableware, she helped him get out of bed and let her go to the bathroom to wash.

His good-looking brows wrinkled heavily, "No bathing."

"It's okay if you don't wash it all day, didn't you just take a shower in the morning?"

"Uncomfortable."

Wen Yi leaned over and snorted him, "It doesn't taste much," she coaxed him patiently, "Did you not get caught in the shower just now and soak in the bathtub again? It's a wash, like you For people who don’t have enough baths a day, it doesn’t matter to use less body wash once.

When she leaned over to sniff his collarbone, the tip of her nose rubbed the skin of his chest, scratching his heart as if itchy, she only felt that this woman was so soft that he had a strong desire--

I really want to put her into various poses.

Although he was very dirty in his mind, his complexion was still calm and unpredictable, "I carried you on your back for half an hour today and sweated. Even if you can't smell anything, I feel uncomfortable."

Wen Yi got impatient, "Why are you so annoying?"

"..."

When the words fell, both of them were stunned.

Mo Shichen's thin lips were pressed tightly again, his handsome face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of no emotions.

He turned and walked into the bathroom.

Wen Yi looked at his back, before turning his head around, he said, "Hey..."

The man didn't seem to hear it, his pace was slow, but he didn't stop.

"If you really feel uncomfortable, I will help you wash it."

In any case, his injury was also caused by her, although if he hadn't pulled her in to wash with her, he wouldn't have caused such an "accident".

Mo Shichen had already reached the bed and said in a faint voice, "In the first place, I would not invite people to see you. If you annoy you, I will pay the wife and lose the property and it will be fixed."

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