Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shichen was wearing a slim-fitting coat, with a handsome face and a humble expression, he was completely polite and polite, "I know that in the past, Yi'er not only forgave me, but also you and Yi'er's father accepted me together. ,"

He smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I won't let her down this time, let alone you and Yi'er's father."

There was a little smile on Mother Wen's face, and she nodded, "Go back, it's cold outside, you can't stand it if you stand for a long time, Yi'er is pregnant, and tonight is the day of your remarriage, so go and accompany her."

"Okay," Mo Shichen nodded and took a step back, "Be careful on the way, both of you."

Mother Wen waved her hand and got into the car.

Standing behind the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom, Wen Yi could see the lights of a parked car in the distance, and could vaguely distinguish who the two people standing beside the car were. She stroked her shoulder-length hair with one hand. , and the other hand is gently stroking the flat abdomen that is not as usual, and the heart is full of stability and warmth that has never been seen before.

The car left the manor quickly.

When Mo Shichen returned to the bedroom, the woman had already taken a shower in the bedroom.

As soon as she came out, she was hugged by a man leaning against a wall.

Wen Yi didn't pay attention, but he appeared suddenly again, which startled her, and she couldn't help but rubbed her chest and said angrily, "Mo Shichen, I'm pregnant, can you stop scaring me like this?"

The man glanced at her, then lowered his head and touched her abdomen, "Did you scare my daughter?"

"..."

Wen Yi endured so much that she didn't roll her eyes, she was about to walk away as soon as she brushed him away, and she taught the man to hug her from behind, and hugged her straight away.

She smiled and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

The man's lips lined softly, "Hold for a while," he said after a pause for a few seconds, "In a few days, I won't be able to hold you anymore."

"..."

Wen Yi sneered at him mercilessly, "You can't even hug your own woman and daughter, you're still very proud, aren't you?"

"..."

Mo Shichen lowered his head and kissed her on the brow, and changed his words without psychological pressure, "Don't worry, even if my woman is two hundred catties fat, I can still hug her."

She couldn't help but want to roll her eyes, but the corners of her lips rose first.

"What did my mother tell you?"

The man hugged her and sat down on the single sofa. He smelled the fragrance of body wash on her body. He couldn't help lowering his head and sniffing deeply at her neck. His hoarse voice was a little fuzzy, and he said with a smile, "What else can I say, that her precious daughter will be handed over to me, and she must take good care of her."

"..."

Wen Yi shrank her neck to hide from him, "Don't rub it everywhere, itches."

The more she said that, the more inadvertently the man's thin lips and the tip of his nose rubbed against her skin intensively, making her tickle and laugh.

The wind is still whistling, but no matter how wild and cold it is, it can't blow into the warm room of the four seasons.

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At the end of summer and early autumn, Wen Yi successfully gave birth to a full-term baby boy in the hospital.

Ye Siran's and Wen Yi's due dates are less than half a month apart.

Wen Hanye didn't like boys being naughty and noisy, and wanted a girl too, but he was quite disappointed when she was born, and was ruthlessly ridiculed by Mr. Mo.

After Wen Yi's child was born, Wen Hanye returned the ridicule twice as much as Mr. Mo's mockery of his confidence in being able to grow a girl.

Talking about disgust, in fact, the two of them are very proud of everyone.

Wei Wen's mother sometimes looks sad, and when the two boys get together, there will always be fights for a few years, and it feels like a headache just thinking about it.

Wen Yi became a mother for the first time, so she has little experience, but fortunately, she has the guidance of her mother Wen, who has always been caring, and her sister-in-law, who is also a novice, as a companion. In addition, Mr. Mo spends his spare time on For their mother and child, there is mother Su at home who can help. Although there is a bit of chaos, they can still handle it. The fresh joy is more than worrying and tiring.

A year passed quickly.

In early autumn, shortly after the baby was weaned, Mo Shichen suddenly said that he would take her on a short trip for three days, and the location was a small town in England.

Of course Wen Yi was reluctant to be separated from the child.

The man didn't say much, he just looked at her lightly, and said lightly, "Madam, marriage doesn't come to an end after getting married and having a child. If you want to dedicate yourself to your son, I won't Guaranteed that I will not disagree with this kind of cold treatment."

"..."

Wen Yi kicked him on the spot.

But I still went, the child was temporarily placed in Wen's house, with Wen's mother and Ye Siran taking care of it, and it was not a big problem in just a few days.

Thinking about it, they got pregnant not long after they reconciled, and then gave birth to a child. How could a couple who had just given birth have so much time to spend their lives together? After removing this reluctance, Wen Yi felt that this proposal was not bad. .

Bourton-on-the-water, known as Little Venice in England, the quietly flowing Windrush-River runs through the whole town, the water is clear and you can see the bottom, the low stone bridge connects the two banks of the river, and the banks of the river are lined with lush greenery. The tree has a long history and is quiet.

The vision is beautiful, and more importantly, there is a kind of ease and joy of abandoning the world when you are in it.

Wen Yi was very happy, walking by the bank of the crystal-clear flowing water, being held by the smiling man beside her, it seemed that her soul was lightened.

Even the things that husband and wife have done countless times have a special taste and passion. The lingering in the middle of the night made Wen Yi exhausted, and the joy of body and mind made the quality of sleep better than before. She slept until ten o'clock in the morning the next day just woke up.

When she got up, she found that the man was gone.

"Mo Shichen?"

She lifted the quilt and looked around but found no one, but found a huge paper box on the most obvious table, with white and purple ribbons wrapped around it and tied with a beautiful bow.

The corners of her lips raised, she flicked her long hair and then stretched out her hand to tear the bow tie away.

After opening it, Wen Yi suddenly opened her eyes wide even though she knew it was a gift or a surprise.

The eye is white tulle, one can tell at a glance that this is a wedding dress.

There is a note next to it.

Looking at the words on it, she couldn't help but smile even deeper.

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It has been almost two years since she was pregnant. Not only did Wen Yi not find it difficult to maintain her hair and cut off her hair, but she grew her hair from medium to short to medium length, and dyed it dark chestnut a week before coming to the UK. Burned into a big roll.

The car stopped in front of a local church, and the driver Mo Shichen sent to pick her up swiftly opened the door of the back seat for her, and then carefully supported her, who was slightly inconvenient because of wearing a wedding dress with tails. Wen Yi got off the car.

The afternoon sun has come into its own to be lazy and leisurely.

In the Yinqin manor in the ancient church, rows of seats have witnessed the prayers of countless people, and it is as quiet as a spectator at this time.

A priest with white hair and black robes stood under the cross, looking at her with a kind smile.

At the end of the red carpet was a man in a white suit. He seldom wore such a light color. Although she knew it was suitable for a long time, but at first sight, he still had a different and heart-pounding handsomeness. .

There was a slight smile on his lips, and he looked at her with deep and quiet eyes, not impatient, as if he only had her in his eyes.

The tube top-style white wedding dress outlines her slender waist, which is slightly puffed underneath, with delicate collarbones, and the lines of the neck and shoulders express an elegant beauty. The long and charming chestnut curly hair is covered with a white veil.

The hand-played wedding march sounded.

She didn't know who was playing, and she had no time to care.

Stepping on the high heels under the skirt, she quietly held her breath and walked towards him step by step.

Just like ten years ago.

——end.

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It's over, and I shouldn't write any other episodes, and finally recommend a wave of new articles that have been published.

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"..."