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

After Wen Hanye finished speaking, at exactly this time, Ye Siran led a servant who came over with tea. She held a cup with a hot fragrance and raised the corner of her eyes, "It's Prince Mo here."

Mo Shichen didn't say hello to Ye Siran this time, because his eyes were always locked on Wen Yi's face, and his body was less humble and gloomy than usual.

Wen Hanye reached out and took the teacup in Ye Siran's hand, the smile held by the corner of his lips remained unchanged, and said to Wen Yi unhurriedly, "Okay, you talk slowly, let's make room."

After that, he turned around, glanced at Ye Si and then faced the tea in the servant's hand, and said, "If Mr. Mo doesn't leave later, bring him a cup."

The servant sighed quickly and put the cup in his hand in front of Wen Yi.

Wen Hanye led Ye Siran to leave.

After walking out of a distance of about two meters, Ye Siran stopped suddenly, turned his head and asked, "Master Mo, are you going to have dinner at my house?"

Wen Hanye lowered his head and glanced at her shadyly.

Mo Shichen finally gave her a reaction, and looked over, his thin lips pulled out a smile, "Of course, trouble sister-in-law."

Ye Siran wanted to say something, but was dragged away by the man before he could speak.

When she turned a corner, Wen Hanye pulled the hand of her arm away, inserted it directly into her trouser pocket, and walked without squinting.

Ye Siran blinked, followed a few steps to pull up his arm, touched his nose with the other hand, and glanced at him, "husband, don't you want him to have dinner at our house?"

The man sneered, and this time he didn't bother to look at her, "Don't think I didn't know that you were committing a **** at that man."

Ye Siran's eyes widened, his justice was awe-inspiring, "Nonsense!"

"Heh~"

She hurriedly said, "I am determined to stand unwaveringly."

The man ignored her.

Ye Siran took his arm and had to speed up his pace to barely keep up with his long legs. "Husband, are you jealous?"

Wen Hanye stopped, turned his head to look at her, and chuckled, "Who would eat the jealousy of a nympho," then he reduced his expression and said lazily, "Go kiss yourself at night."

Ye Siran, "..."

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The setting sun has subsided, the afterglows are gone, and only the sunset glow is still hanging on the horizon.

Mo Shichen pulled the chair away and sat down opposite the woman, looking at her with deep eyes. He remembered what Wen Hanye had just said, his brows frowned, and then he remembered the smell of smoke just before his nose. He also followed up. He took out the cigarette and lighter from his body, lit it, took a quietly, and then slowly spit it out.

He did not speak, and Wen Yi did not take the initiative to speak.

The man had a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke was quickly blown away by the evening wind. His voice was dull, "Madam, how can you come home with me?"

Wen Yi bowed his head and blew the pale mist from the tea, "I said, when your affairs are done and handled properly, let's say that we are not in a hurry for these two days."

He frowned. "Is there any connection?"

Wen Yi did not answer.

Mo Shichen looked at her, "Are you caring about the few words I said about you on the phone that day, or do you hope...I don't care about her anymore?"

She made a faint statement, "I said, for Li Qianrui, except for the question of loyalty, I don't ask for you, I just hope that you don't ask for me either."

He pinched his eyebrows and smiled, "Do you think I like her?"

Wen Yi smiled back, "I think you might like me more."

The word has a profound meaning and many interpretations.

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes, hearing this answer, he was still slightly stunned for a few seconds. He put on the cigarette again, took a sip, and flicked the soot with his slender fingers. He seemed to think for a few seconds, and then said, " I never thought about this issue...I didn't remember anything when I woke up, only she and her father took care of me, and then they became together naturally."

The transition of their relationship came from Li Qianrui's initiative. After he woke up, he was silent for a long time, and his temperament was particularly cold. He was rarely approached by others. She liked him, and she really paid a lot for him.

The official relationship was confirmed less than two months ago when Wen Yi came to Jiangcheng. At that time, a well-worn and rich boy pursued her... Oh, the pursuit was too polite, it was entanglement and sexual harassment, he was that Only when I came out, I also acquiesced in their relationship.

His world was blank and wandering, and he couldn't find where his roots were. Since someone tried to drag him, he settled down.

Wen Yi looked at him quietly.

He smiled, "Wen Yi, let me tell you the truth, no matter what mistakes she has made or what kind of person she is, she is the first **** in my world. When she blocked my gun, I It was indeed shocked, so at that time, I refused to accept the past you brought me. I didn’t have a deep feeling for her, and it was not a strict relationship between men and women. This feeling can be given up. Long will be forgotten, but it does exist, at least for now, it prevents me from sitting on the sidelines."

She sighed and looked at him with her chin, "I know you don't like her much."

Mo Shichen nodded, and said gently and lowly, "I was wrong about what happened that morning. I apologize to you."

Her expression remained unchanged, but she suddenly asked, "Where did your obsession with me... come from?" After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel wrong again, saying that he had an obsession with her... She felt her face hot, so she waved her hand quickly, "No, I was asking, I think at least at the beginning, you didn’t like me more than you did to Li Qianrui. Why on earth did you have to pester me? For the past that you have forgotten?"

After that, she smiled to herself again, "Did you never think about it, just because you think you should be with me, you came to pester me?"

He was silent.

The sunset clouds that were silent to the horizon gradually returned to the dark blue night.

Just when Wen Yi thought he would not answer, or he couldn't answer, the man spit out a faint sentence, "Maybe it's because being with you makes me feel like I belong."

Wen Yi was stunned, and then he felt funny. He really laughed and asked, "A sense of belonging?"

"Ok."

She looked at him and found it really incredible. He is Mo Shichen, always calm and calm, strong to cold, self-confident and conceited. She even feels that he is a kingdom on his own, only waiting for others to worship. Copies.

How could he... no sense of belonging.

He lifted his eyes, smoke shrouded in twos and threes, "With you, I know who I am and what I should do."

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