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

Wen Yi was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then he became angry.

This is not on the main road. Besides, when you drive into the hotel, you should slow down in advance. In this case, it is extremely bad to be able to rear-end. She pushed open the driver's door and got out of the car, with great momentum. Walked over and knocked on the driving window to prepare for the theory, asking for compensation and an apology.

The car glass next to the driver's seat slowly descended, revealing a handsome profile face.

When Wen Yi's prepared lines saw the face clearly, they all stuck back in his throat.

No wonder there is Yuan Jia Lu Zhai in Chinese.

Is this Lancheng really too small? This can also be encountered.

Mo Shichen looked at her with a faint look on his handsome face, and said without apologetics, "Sorry, this lady."

Wen Yi glanced at the hotel security guard who was approaching, licked his lips, and then walked back blankly without saying a word, ready to get in the car and leave, too lazy to pay him.

Mo Shichen looked at the woman's figure, the curvature of the thin lips rose sharply, backing a few meters, and then when Wen Yi reached out to pull the door, he stepped on the accelerator and slammed into it.

The rear of the Ferrari was directly sunken and deformed.

The security guard who is coming, "..."

Other passers-by who are passing by, preparing to leave or who have just arrived, "..."

Wen Yi, "..."

This kind of luxury car can be repaired by 100,000 if you accidentally scrape the paint, and it will be deformed... What a hate to make with money.

Only then did Mo Shichen unfastened his seat belt, pushed the door and got out of the car unhurriedly, looked straight at the woman standing next to Ferrari, and walked up to her with his long legs.

Is there a more obvious fault than this?

Of course Wen Yi knew that this man was deliberate, and he was not short of money anyway, not to mention crashing a Ferrari, ten cars also depend on his mood. What she didn't expect was that the dignified eldest son of the Lawrence family would have Such a naive day.

The car crashed deliberately, and it was not her car, it was Mo Shiqian's car.

Wen Yi didn't want to argue with him, opened the door of the back seat and took his bag off, then slammed the door back, and said coldly to him, "The car is your brother's, or you can give him the money, or You fix it and send it back to him."

After putting down these words, she was about to pass by him.

Naturally, when he passed by, he was pulled by the arm by the man, and said with a faint smile, "Madam, I didn't go looking for you, you will come first."

If he didn't hit her car, she might believe that he didn't know why she came.

Wen Yi didn't speak, and lifted his other hand to break his fingers.

Mo Shichen looked at her face sideways and commented on her behavior at this time, "You always like to do such useless work."

Wen Yi still didn't speak, so I kept breaking.

"Your car broke down. I'll take you to Chi Huan's apartment."

Wen Yi looked at him strangely, "You crashed my car just to send me back?"

"Oh, no," he said calmly and generously, "because of jealousy."

"..."

He clasped her arm strength instead of loosening it, but increased it, and asked slowly, "As a married woman, take another single man back to the hotel, madam, are you too considerate?"

"I didn't go in with him and turned to a bed. I had already restrained myself."

"Oh?" The man seemed to be very angry, but smiled again, "Do you still want to sleep with him?"

His fingers are already squeezing the bones of her arm, and the upward arc of his lips can't suppress the gloomy color between his eyebrows and eyes, "Then you are fortunately restrained, otherwise, let alone Mo Shiqian, it is me. The dead father crawled out of the grave, and he couldn't keep your home."

Wen Yi pursed his lips, feeling frustrated for a few seconds, but pressed it down, and tried to earn again, "You hurt me, let go."

Mo Shichen stared at her resisting face and said lightly, "No, I'm angry."

Wen Yi, "..."

"Are you still angry? Why are you so shameless?" Wen Yi smiled, and his boots in his boots kicked on his legs without hesitation. He still couldn't understand his hatred, "I hit my car. It's you, it's you who hides your face, you are the one who bullies people by any means, you still have a face of anger, should I climb to the rooftop and jump off, or rush to the road and be hit and killed by a car?"

The kicking man didn't respond, he stood there calmly and glanced down at the shoe prints on his trousers. The man made her angrily, and kicked a few more times, and the bag in her hand couldn't help him. Smash, "Asshole, return my credentials and go back to Paris!"

Everyone who passed by the hotel looked at them.

The two security guards who had come over didn't know what was going on, looking at them at a loss.

It was originally men and women with excellent looks and temperament. First, a famous car crashed into a famous car, and then it became... a scene where couples are awkward?

Mo Shichen allowed her to vent, only when she stopped holding her hands cheeky and hugged her, he just bound her waist, so that she could only make trouble in his arms, "What I said to you last night, how did you think about it? How is it?"

Wen Yi only hates that the shoes tonight have no offensive power, "Go away."

"speak politely."

Talk to him sooner or later, you will vomit to death, at least a few years short life.

She frowned, and then resolutely answered clearly, "I refuse, I don't want to bet with you."

He darkened his eyes, "Don't be arrogant."

"This question is not difficult to think about, I have already figured it out clearly."

But the man said last night that he would come to her today, but if he didn't meet her in front of the hotel, he didn't seem to have even called her.

She didn't look forward to him either, but simply thought his performance was ridiculous.

Mo Shichen squinted, "Reason?"

When she answered this question, she was a typical warm-hearted calm and plain, "It's very simple. I have known you for so many years, and I haven't seen you lose."

For a person like Mo Shichen, he must have full certainty to set a gambling game, and he and Mo Shiqian decide whether to win or lose, not to mention the outcome, she can't even achieve the effect of interference.

He smiled lowly, "Madam, you really have sufficient confidence in my ability."

She looked away and said blankly, "I'm done, can I let it go?"

"I just said that, I was very angry."

Wen Yi looked at the calm and handsome face in front of him, and just wanted to slap it.

She really didn’t understand why this man was so capable to provoke her to anger. Her temper in the past five years has not been as high as when she faced him alone, "You let me go, Mo Shichen, don’t force her. I was born with a bone at my age, and I really found a chance to find a man..."

Mo Shichen lowered his head and blocked her lips.

Find a chance to find a man in bed, don't say he won't give her a chance to do it, say she has no chance to say it.

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