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

Mo Shichen looked at her fixedly, time passed for half a minute in the hustle and bustle of the sea breeze.

Then, he nodded slowly, and rustling's tone was a little faint, "It has already cost me a lot of effort to coax you to this level. I don't want to let our relationship back to its original shape because of others."

Mo Shichen took her into his arms, and whispered in her ears, "I know they hurt you, and you don't like them either. I won't come back when this matter is handled, neither Will it have anything to do with them again? I'm sorry, but you can bear with them for a few more days, okay?"

She stayed quietly in his arms, neither moving nor expressing anything.

His chin rested on her shoulder, "Wen Yi, most people in this world are not pure good or pure evil, such as Qian Rui’s father, who is selfish and does not hesitate to hurt others for his daughter. He was also cowardly. He knew that what his daughter did was wrong, but he was unable to correct her, so he acted as an accomplice, but..."

The man’s hand on her waist became harder and harder. “When I first woke up, they treated me very well. I don’t remember what kind of father my father is, but Qian Rui’s father has never woken up since I woke up. From the beginning, he almost had no reservations about me. After I woke up, I couldn't get out of bed for a month, and I couldn't do anything for two or three months. When you came to Jiangcheng, I was considered to have recovered and went to sea for the first time. During this period of time, I can’t give them any help, it’s a burden. They want to make money to find me a doctor, and they find ways to supplement me with nutrition. While busy working, they have to take time to come back and do it for me. Three meals..."

"He is a selfish old man, a cowardly and unprincipled father, but because of this, I can't directly obliterate the care they used to take care of me with all their strength. The family love I have really felt and the love I have received. He died, he has his own responsibility, Qian Rui's responsibility, and mine."

"You are right. I have to put aside these heavy feelings when I am with you, because my guilt and feelings for them will hurt you and endanger the relationship we have finally built up during this period. I can't, but I will be tired."

He didn't intend to show these obscure and complicated thoughts, but Wen Yi was still too keen, or that she loved him for too long, and was almost conditioned to his emotions.

In this hug pose, Wen Yi couldn't see the expression on his face, but for the first time she felt that he had taken off the mask he was used to carrying.

Her face was against his chest, and a clear and powerful heartbeat could be heard.

After he finished speaking, Wen Yi lifted his head from the man's arms, and pulled his head down to his own by pulling the shirt on his chest with his lips pressed against his thin lips.

She only kissed, did not go deep, and separated when the man wanted to unconditionally turn away from the guest.

"Do you feel more comfortable if you pour out some depressing thoughts?"

Mo Shichen stared at her, as if studying her emotions.

"I thought you were a shameful person, it's really shameful to hide it deeply, but it turns out that there are actually times when you are so suffocated," she sneered at him mercilessly, "I have to hold back, and I have to brainstorm others. Understand you, you say that you are not boring."

"..."

He lowered his eyes and looked at her silently, looking at the hair on her face blown by the sea breeze, he wanted to laugh, and his heart softened a lot. The haze and dust accumulated in his heart seemed to be blown away by the sea breeze. Blow lightly.

Wen Yi looked at his stretched eyebrows and kissed him again.

This time, Mo Shichen did not hesitate to hold the back of her head, and deepened the kiss against the guest.

After a kiss, he pressed her lips and said dumbly, "Sleep in my room at night. No, when you go back to the hotel later, you go directly to take a shower. I'll bring your luggage to my room."

"That won't work, what should my sister-in-law do? I can't leave her alone."

The man made a faint but indifferent conclusion, "My woman should sleep with me, whoever takes care of her."

Wen Yi, "..."

…………

Wen Yi was very hungry, and the taste of this restaurant was really simple and delicious. She ate two small bowls of rice. After the meal, the two drove back to the hotel. Mo Shichen half coaxed and half tough took the woman back to him. The presidential suite set by yourself.

After shutting her into the bathroom and hearing the sound of water from the shower, he went downstairs again and went to Ye Siran to get his luggage.

Ye Siran was awakened by the doorbell, already displeased, when he knew Mo Shichen's intention, suddenly...

"what?"

? ? ?

Mo Shichen smiled patiently and repeated, "She sleeps with me."

Ye Siran's eyes widened, "Why?"

"Mrs. Wen Shao," the man said, "When you slept with your husband, someone asked why?"

"..."

"But she came with me!"

"She has to sleep with me when she comes to the king of heaven."

"...But I would be scared when I sleep in a hotel alone."

Mo Shichen was unmoved. Wen Ye's suitcase hadn't been opened yet, so he could leave after he picked it up. He only threw down an understatement, "That's your husband's business."

"!!!"

He is still in Paris!

Ye Siran was very angry, but anger was helpless. She really didn't expect that her little sister-in-law would usually look reserved and indifferent, and would actually do things that a man left his company.

She also laughed at her for being a husband, and she left her husband to accompany her to Jiangcheng for a long time. Who is the husband?

Sinkeng!

………………

After taking a shower, Wen Yi climbed into bed and fell asleep. She was so sleepy that she did not have the extra energy to argue with Mo Shichen. Should she accompany him or accompany Ye Siran. After he was forcibly caught, she too I went to sleep.

In the living room, Mo Shichen sorted Wen Ye’s luggage briefly, then went to the balcony to call the subordinates here to confirm the process of Li's father's funeral, and then explained to the people here to arrange suitable and long-term development work for Li Qianrui. , And the three-bedroom apartment he promised to buy her.

To be buried.

He thought about it and called Kangding again, asking him to book the flight ticket for the night after tomorrow. He planned to take Wen Yi back to Paris when the funeral was over. Then before leaving, he had to arrange everything properly. .

it's getting dark.

Mo Shichen put his hands on the railing of the balcony, his expression submerged in the darkness, looking out at the sea that he could see clearly.

This sea is familiar to him, and even the air smells familiar to him. He has been here many times longer than Paris, and he thought he would stay for a lifetime.

He probably won't come again in the future, he thought calmly, and then turned back to the master bedroom.

The woman on the bed was lying sideways, he walked over, bent his knees on the bed, and gently swept her body into his arms.

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