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

Mo Shichen made a lot of dishes. Dinner was a bit late, it was almost eight o'clock, but the dishes were very rich and the taste was much better than Wen Yi's thought. After eating, he was in a good mood.

After the meal, Wen Yi looked at him and said in a stretched tone, "I don't know how to wash dishes, and I haven't cleaned the kitchen much."

The time she moved here was not long, and the kitchen was barely used.

The man smiled warmly and answered kindly, "I'll go."

After everything was cleaned up, Mo Shichen went back to the underground parking lot, carried up the suitcase he couldn't move when he came here at night, picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

…………

Lying on the bed at night, Mo Shichen inevitably wanted to do it, but Wen Yi refused. Her hand went to catch the man’s messy hand on her body, and said in the dark, "You only last night and this morning... A young hairy guy in his early twenties, and the injuries on his body have not healed. Can you exercise restraint?"

The man's thin lips uttered two words gently, "Not good."

"..."

"But I am tired and want to rest tonight."

Twice last night and once this morning, she was really overwhelmed by this man's demands, and... his current body is really not suitable for frequent labor.

The man hugged her, which was much slenderer than his, with his face buried on her shoulders, obsessively smelling the clean fragrance of her body, and said in a low voice, "I behaved so well tonight, you too No reward for me?"

"..."

She fell deeply into his embrace, and her breath was enveloped by his clear breath, her spirit seemed to be falling down, she bit her lip, forced herself to be sober, "rest for a night."

He retorted indifferently, "During the period of time I was recovering from my injury, I also had a lot of extra energy."

"That's just right. Some time ago, if you were passive and sabotaged, you can devote all of your work to your work and pay more to the directors of the group. They will like you more."

"You only need to like me. Their likes are easy to earn."

"..."

She was quiet for a while before she said helplessly, "Then you should feel sorry for me to accommodate me, I don't want it tonight, can you?"

There was silence in the darkness.

If this man is silent, she will subconsciously reflect on herself. She hates this kind of conditioned reflex. What she said to this man is that he is sorry for her. What can she reflect on.

Didn't she just refuse his appeal, she couldn't refuse it?

Besides, his dilapidated body really needs rest.

To tell her...she doesn't care.

"Yeah." After a moment of silence, Mo Shichen's lips pressed to her ears, and he still obeyed her. It was such a simple word, as if he had made a big compromise and didn't do it for him all night. What a sacrifice and depression.

"Go to sleep," she slowed down, "you go to the company for a long drive, rest early, get up early...Mo Shichen!"

"Don't do it," he gasped in a faint, dumb voice with a very shallow and very shallow disorder, "I just touched it, you won't touch it without me, eh?"

"..."

She didn't say a word after all, just let him go.

The body was touched by him, how could Wen Yi feel sleepy, his mind was a little confused, and he didn't expect anything, but suddenly a question appeared in his mouth that didn't appear in her mind, "How is Li Qianrui now? Up?"

The man's hand wandering on her skin stopped.

She pursed her lips and said coldly, "You have a pretty big reaction."

Hearing the meaning of ridicule in her words, Mo Shichen's palm fell on her abdomen, and did not move any more, only his thin lips pressed towards her cochlea with a long laugh.

Wen Yi hated his smile the most, he was laughing at her clearly, and a word overflowed between his lips and teeth, "Heh."

"..."

But the man's attitude was a lot more serious than when he was frivolously molesting her earlier, "Do you care about my affairs with her?"

Wen Yi was not in the mood. She didn't think of this person in her mind a second before, and she didn't know how to slip out of her mouth the next second. She turned her back to him and said, "The past is gone. , I want to care about the things you did one by one. I will end up depressed for the rest of my life."

Mo Shichen frowned, his tone already unhappy, "Am I so bad?"

"Let’s just say that you lied to me about your gunshot wound to save Shen Yu, and made me feel guilty for hurting you. You also forced Shen Yu to lie for you... Stop it, sleep!"

"..."

The man's voice lowered, "I lied to you, why are you willing to lie on the same bed with me."

She answered almost a minute later, her voice was dumb and indifferent, "I don't know."

She seemed to be able to say the truth if she wanted to tell the truth.

But why, he asked her, she was also confused.

It was like a compromise between last night's thoughts, she was tired, she even thought whether he was tired too, she sometimes counted the things he did and felt tired for him.

It seemed that it wasn't a temporary motive. She didn't know when she started, and she had a faint feeling that she would compromise sooner or later.

Without waiting for her to think, Mo Shichen had already hugged her, his voice was extremely low and soft, as if there were many other people in this room, and he only said to her, but it was also exceptionally clear, "I won't I regret it."

Wen Yi's body became stiff, and his heart gradually overflowed with throbbing.

She initially wanted to restrain, and then remembered that they had been together again, and let those emotions continue to spread.

But... she suddenly turned her mind, "You avoided my question."

She asked him how Li Qianrui was, although she didn't really want to know about this woman.

But she reacted for no reason. After he said these words, he never responded to the question.

"I don't know," she was thinking so, and the man said in her ear faintly, "I asked Kangding to send her to the plane and didn't ask any more questions. She seemed to take care of her before. Someone called me and wanted to find me, but I didn't answer it and didn't ask any questions."

"Ok."

"I used to have a bit of affection for her, but there is no proportion of love, and now the affection is gone, and I have no reason to care about her life and death."

"Ok."

Wen Yi would even look at his face after he even made two hums. What's more, the currently undecided woman made two cold hums, just turned off the lights, and he couldn't see the look on her face.

Mo Shichen's tone was almost gentle to the extreme, and said coaxingly, "If you have any concerns or dissatisfaction, you can tell me directly, let the thorn in my heart, I don't know, it can't be pulled out, it's uncomfortable. It's you."

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