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

Mother Su nodded and said, "Yes."

The servants of the entire manor have already felt that the relationship between this couple is getting closer and closer to freezing point recently. I haven't even heard what they say these days.

Mo Shichen asked again, "How is the dinner preparation?"

"It's fast, it should be ready in ten minutes."

He hummed and said lightly, "Go and ask her to come down for dinner later."

Usually, except for occasionally forgetting the time or busy with things on hand, Wen Yi will usually come down by herself when it is time to eat, but Mama Su still nodded quickly.

Mo Shichen didn't go upstairs, but sat on the sofa in the living room and waited.

About seven or eight minutes later, he watched Mother Su go upstairs.

A cup of tea was placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa. The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and the enthusiasm floated in the air, blurring the handsome face of the man like a mist, especially the eyes of the man.

After another four or five minutes, Mother Su came down alone, his eyebrows raised, and he had a premonition.

Sure enough, Mother Su, who had come down from above, walked to him and said carefully, "The eldest son, the wife said...let you eat it yourself."

With the expected answer, Mo Shichen smiled, squinted his eyes and got up, and said in a low voice, "You ask the kitchen to prepare another dinner that she likes most, and bring it to her study in an hour or two. Go inside."

Mother Su nodded hesitantly.

Mo Shichen turned around to go to the kitchen, but caught a glimpse of her hesitant expression. He twisted his eyebrows and said, "If you have anything to say."

Mother Su looked at his face and said hesitantly, "When I first went up to find my wife, she was in the cloakroom... I saw her changing clothes as if she was going out."

The clothes at home and going out are somewhat different. What's more, what she didn't say is that Wen Yi has changed her clothes and is patching up her makeup. She usually comes back from the outside, mostly removing makeup.

Mo Shichen's face condensed, and his long legs, who were about to walk towards the restaurant, turned their direction and walked upstairs.

When he went up again, Wen Yi had changed his clothes and put on a delicate and elegant makeup. He was checking out his bags, and he looked like he was ready to go out.

Mo Shichen leaned on the door frame, squinted his eyes and looked at her deeply, with a gentle voice, "Madam, are you planning to go out?"

Hearing the movement, Wen Zhang raised his head and saw that he was no longer angry at the company, and smiled, "It’s best for you to come up, lest I have to send myself to you later. Grand Prince Mo took a look."

The man looked at her, "My wife meant that I would go out soon after seeing me?" He laughed again, "My wife is very clear, and it's meaningless."

She was not annoyed, "Oh, I have no right to go out now?"

"I haven't eaten the food yet, what are you doing out?"

"I go out to eat."

The man's squinted eyes became narrower, and his smile faded a lot. "Is the cook at home not to your liking? I'll change one for you."

Wen Yi shook her head, "The chef is a very good cook, that's..." She said in a voice, and then said softly, "Your face, I look really disgusting."

The man didn't see any anger, on the contrary, he seemed to be spoiled, "Is this kind of childish temper that makes you feel happy?"

Wen Yi combed his hair with his fingers, and said with a faint smile, "President Mo, I guess you have never hated people, you have only been hated by people, so I don't know this kind of... Feeling of appetite? I really envy you."

He nodded approvingly, "It's not bad for someone I hate to eat. How can I be an eyesore by sitting at a table with me."

"..."

She didn't bother to talk to him anymore, she just left.

The arm was pulled, Wen Yi thought that the man was going to kiss her forcibly again, and quickly threw him away, and stepped back a few steps to get away from him.

Mo Shichen really didn't expect her to react so much. His deep eyes darkened, and he didn't go forward to pull her. He just looked at her like this and said with a smile, "You reminded me that here is At home, let alone kissing you, it's very convenient to tie you up."

Wen Yi sneered, "Try it and see if I sue you."

He raised his eyebrows, smiled and was about to walk towards her, and whispered as he walked, "I originally thought it would be better to have a meal before thinking about it when you are full of warmth and lust, but I, this person, can't help It’s a violent approach. If you want me to try, I will try."

Neuropathy!

As soon as Mo Shichen walked over, he was pushed away by the defensive Wen Yi. He was not prepared to continue to deteriorate his relationship with her at this time, but it was just a joke, so after being pushed away by her Continue to climb up, just smiled and said, "I don't want to be eating to me, right? I will give you the restaurant. I am hungry and let you cover the place alone."

She always kept a distance from him, and said coldly, "It's late, I have already called my friend to make an appointment."

"Then call to cancel."

Wen Yi looked away from him and refused, "I don't want it."

He followed her meaning, "I will send you there."

"Are you going to start showing up?"

The man didn't care about being ridiculed by her at all, and smiled warmly, "It is only natural to chase a woman to be courteous."

"If I don't let you send it, are you going to commit a crime again?"

Mo Shichen's eyes darkened, "That naturally won't happen."

Wen Yi walked by his side with a bag, and dropped two words as he passed by, "Goodbye."

Mo Shichen turned around and saw the woman's back without looking back. The smile on his face completely disappeared. Even though his face seemed indifferent, the curvature of the corners of his lips was inexplicably outlined. Yin and indifferent taste.

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Wen Yi pulled the door and got into the car. Sitting in the driver's seat, she completely relaxed like a tensioned string. She buried her face between her hands and rubbed her face vigorously. Grabbing the hair and rubbing it randomly.

She was caught off guard by this man, and now she was crushed by his strength.

After the frantic venting, he calmed down completely, and his fine white fingers slowly combed the messed up hair, his face had returned to peace, and his eyes looked forward with cool eyes.

He used a slow strategy, and she could only come with him. Before her brother-in-law and brother-in-law were over, she could not tear him up again. It just so happened that she also needed time to think carefully about how to not play this. Planted a trick and chose to divorce him.

As soon as Wen Yi started the engine, the mobile phone in her bag jingled before the car went out. She was afraid that it was a text message sent to her by her mother or brother, so she quickly took it out and checked it.

The text message came from Mo Shichen, with only one sentence, "Go home before nine o'clock, or I will pick you up. 】

Ah……

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