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

Wen Yihe was embarrassed and said quickly, "No need, I'll do it myself... You just arrived in Lancheng this morning and walked with me all afternoon. You should be very tired, so you should go back to the hotel early and take a bath and sleep well. Sleep."

Shen Yu looked at her, "Should you not be good at cleaning up the house?"

Although he is a question, it is completely a statement.

Wen Yi is indeed not good at housework... When she lived by herself, she was not called a part-time worker, or Wen's mother went to tidy up and replenish her ingredients at intervals, so she couldn't deny the refutation.

Shen Yu saw that she was still a little bit embarrassed, and smiled faintly, "I am not tired, I am better at these things than you. In the army, I do it myself. You go and tidy up the mattress in the bedroom. Clean up the bathroom so that if you are tired, you can take a shower and go to bed earlier."

"OK then."

"Well, go, tell me if you can help me."

Wen Yi's mood was unspeakable, and his mind was still a bit confused, so he turned to look for the bedroom.

She looked around for a while to find the bedding, and the doorbell rang just before it was laid on the bed.

She has only been in for less than ten minutes, who will find it?

Wen Yi was ready to open the door with a ready answer, but Shen Yu, who was originally in the living room, had already gone to the hallway before her.

As soon as the door opened, the four eyes that were flat on the horizontal line met.

Mo Shichen was wearing a thin dark gray coat, handsome and self-cultivating, with a refined temperament. The gentleman showed a textbook-like warmth and jade. After his eyes were staggered, he passed over Shen Yu's shoulder and just saw the woman walking out of the bedroom. .

Mo Shichen met Wen Yi’s eyes and did not speak. He just stared at her in darkness. It was not until she turned her eyes away first that he opened a playful opening, "Madam, your new home, Don't you let me in?"

He spoke to Shen Yu, but he was looking at Wen Yi.

Shen Yu turned sideways and looked at Wen Yi.

She raised her foot and walked over, standing between the two men.

There was a short stalemate, but Wen Yi quickly spoke, "You come to me, something?"

Mo Shichen's thin lips raised a smile, "I need something to find you?"

She said faintly, "Just tell me if I'm okay, I'll close it."

The man was condescending, staring at her face, and said in a flat tone, "My wife is living in the same room with another man and widow. I'm worried."

"Prince Mo, I don't care about your mood and opinions."

"Either, let him out, or let me in."

She seemed to have lost patience, "What else to say, give you the best chance to speak."

Mo Shichen looked at her, and inserted his hands into the trouser pockets carelessly.

Seeing him not speaking, Wen Yi turned around without hesitation.

But before the foot stepped out, the man behind him had already spoken, Shi Shiran whispered, "Madam, you just believe that, don't my brother have any weaknesses or weaknesses."

He was standing outside the door, his body was as long as jade, and his calm voice already had a cold breath, "I can coax you with everything else, just other men, I have no measure of tolerance, you It's okay not to let me in, let him get out."

As soon as Wen Yi turned around, he was lifted by Shen Yu with his arm behind him. He met Mo Shichen outside the door closer, and his long voice was mixed with unrecognizable ridicule, "Prince Mo, when will you be able to Face her with the identity of a man or former husband instead of the eldest son of the Lawrence family, the president of Clod-Summer?"

Mo Shichen was fearless, with no dodge or avoidance in his deep eyes, his thin lips pursed with a cold smile, "I am her man and her husband, but I am also the eldest son of the Lawrence family and the president of Clod-Summer. She has It’s me with these tags, why do I need to remove them to face her?"

"Because of this, you will always have no fear," Shen Yu doesn't have the lofty and noble in Mo Shichen's bones, but he is always calm and confident. No matter who is opposite, he is not irritable, not tepid, not hot, only eyebrows and sharp eyes. People, "When she loves you, you relied on her love, she no longer loves you, and you relied on your own power and position, and felt that no matter what reason, she could not get out of your palm, she married you , What you want is love, but you never talk to her about love."

Wen Yi's eyes did not move, his eyelashes were like a fan, but the whites of his eyes were flushed for some reason.

She turned aside and looked away.

Mo Shichen looked at her, his dark pupils tightened.

He understands certain parts of women, such as Wen Yi's red eyes.

Some grievances, she did not feel wronged, especially a sensible woman like Wen Yi, she would think that it is just your wish, only the weak like to always put themselves in the position of the victim, feeling the most affectionate and most affectionate. The innocent is myself.

Wen Yi would not, he was her choice, and the bad ending was also her own choice. She could afford to gamble and lose. She would never put herself on a man who was let down by a man and regretted her original grievance. She does not allow the position of women.

But when another person said that she was sad and wronged for her, those grievances accumulated and suppressed by a clear and rational mind would flow out like a fountain.

She would feel that Shen Yu understood her, and her heart would weaken towards him.

So at this moment, she was full of soreness and weakness, while complaining that he had let down her past, while getting close to Shen Yu.

That does not work.

Mo Shichen looked at her fine and dense trembling eyelashes, and the brain was running at a high speed to analyze. He was still calm, and he could even accurately analyze all her mental state and mental activities this second.

But the more clear, his heart will become a little flustered.

The thought was repeated again with aggravated tone, but that wouldn't work.

Before today, she didn't even know what Shen Yu thought about her, he couldn't watch her perception of Shen Yu change qualitatively.

But after a minute, he could not figure out a way to deal with it.

He could not refute Shen Yu's statement.

Even if Wen Yi was with him before, she never asked him whether you love me or not.

He also seemed to be indifferent to this aspect by nature, so he basically never thought about whether he loves this woman.

If he treats her well, he doesn't cheat on her and I'm sorry for her, as long as they are together and comfortable.

Love, do you need it?

Wen Yi didn't say anything, she turned and walked into the house.

Mo Shichen almost subconsciously, reflexively stretched out his hand to grab her arm to prevent her from leaving, but was intercepted halfway through.

Shen Yu stopped him and said slowly and faintly, "You can't speak, and she doesn't want to talk to you, Mr. Mo, you don't have to come in anymore."

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