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

Since she appeared in front of him, except for the bathrobe after the shower in the hotel, she is an office elite with different styles but a label style. The elegant style can be seen with a little bit of eye. This woman has a good education. Highly capable, very elite style.

If you want to say something bad, you really can't say anything bad.

It just lacks a little style and taste, which simply doesn't belong to his favorite type.

He squinted his eyes, restrained the deep and dark glow of his eyes, and looked at her from beginning to end.

The red shirt she was wearing—he could see how deep this woman's obsession with shirts was.

But even if they are all shirts, their styles are different.

Dark, just the right red, it matches the skin tone, V-neck, casual and loose, and the sleeves are laced. This design wears her lightly and has a feminine atmosphere.

The hem of the shirt was tucked into the black shorts with no visible fabric.

He finally discovered the absolute advantage of her figure.

A pair of legs are slender, fair, and straight. Although they are not up to the standard of a model, they are in very good proportions. Even the ankles at the end of the line of sight are very beautiful. The bones are thin but not thin.

Isn't it cold? The legs are all exposed.

Her black hair fell into her neck, and her ears were elegant beige pearl studs.

Very feminine, very gentle, very charming, mixed together, exuding indescribable charm.

Belongs to the charm of secondary sex.

The man's eyes were not revealing, even introverted, but Wen Yi still had the feeling of being stripped naked and half-eyed.

It was just that before she could say anything, Mo Shichen had already retracted his gaze. In the eyes of others, he just glanced at her briefly, staying for only three seconds at most.

Standing next to Mo Shichen, a man who resembles a restaurant manager is saying to him, "You mean you have done Li Qianrui for the past two days and let her receive this month's salary, right?"

Wen Yi squinted his eyes, full? What do you do? Waiter?

Knowing his identity and worth, he can still live in such a restaurant as a substitute waiter. It seems that the scale of his ability to bend and stretch is bigger than she thought——

For such a woman, for the little money that wasn't even money in his eyes.

Mo Shichen stood straight, his handsome face was very gentle, and he nodded naturally.

The manager sighed. Maybe he also knew what happened to Li Qianrui and wanted to agree, but he still frowned, "But you have not received relevant training. Basically, our customers here are either rich or expensive, and nothing can be wrong. "

The man smiled slightly, "Yes."

The waiter who served Wen Yi led her to the rooftop, occupying the last place facing the sea in the open air.

Aleb pulled away the chair for Wen Yi, and when she put down her bag and took a seat, he bowed his head respectfully and said, "Miss Wen, I'm waiting for you in the car."

Wen Yi glanced at him and said faintly, "Don't bother you, you can eat with me, I invite you."

Aleb was quiet for a while and whispered, "Miss Wen, this is not right."

"There's nothing wrong with it. Just have a meal. It's embarrassing to come to such a serious high-end restaurant alone. Just make up the number and sit down."

Aleb still stood still.

Wen Yi raised his eyelids, "Do you want me to order you?"

He just sat down.

The first thing Mo Shichen saw when he came up, Aleb sat down opposite the woman.

He squinted his eyes, and thoughtless thoughts flickered in his mind. Is this woman really so "approachable", or is he deliberately showing him?

But then I thought about it, and laughed at her own thoughts. She should have disdain to do this kind of thing, not to mention that the man is just a bodyguard. Even if he wants to show off, he should at least find a handsome Xiaokai.

But soon, he felt that such speculation was boring, so he held the menu in his hand and walked towards Wen Yi——

No way, she was the only one who just arrived and no one handed over the menu.

The menu was placed in front of Wen Yi and Aleb. The man’s voice was low and pleasant, "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Yi held her cheeks and looked towards the sea in the distance. It was at sunset. She lazily said, "Aleb, you can pick whatever I like. I can't help but order seafood. ."

Aleb looked at her, and then at the tall and handsome man standing on the side. Both of them seemed like they didn’t know each other. He was not troublesome. He looked down at the menu and chose Wen Yi from a bunch of seafood. Like non-seafood.

Each was silent for a few minutes of ordering.

Mo Shichen's gaze fell unconsciously on the woman who was watching the sunset after passing several places.

Maybe it was because he lost his memory, and the woman who popped up suddenly was his wife.

He couldn't help being curious about her, this curiosity came from his curiosity about his past——

What kind of woman did he marry and why would he choose her to be his wife.

As long as he understands Clod-Summer a little bit, he can almost be sure that even if it is a family marriage, he will choose and accept it. At least when he gets married, he should not reject her.

Because it fits.

She indeed looked like a married woman.

The sound of high-heeled shoes came up from downstairs in a disturbing rhythm.

Wen Yi frowned unpleasantly, instinctively that the noise was annoying, and he curled his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the sound, only to find that the woman who made the noise seemed to be walking swiftly towards her table. Come.

From her straight line of sight, she can easily find her destination——

Mo Shichen.

Wen Yi looked up at the man's gentle and humble face.

The man probably sensed her gaze, and looked at her with low eyes.

The young girl stepping on Hentiangao has walked behind the man, grabbed his arm, and said crisply while panting, "Li Ru, you follow me, I have something to tell you. "

Wen Yi squinted his eyes and looked at him with a bit of mockery.

It's fine, this peach blossoms.

She raised her hand to pour a glass of wine, picked up the glass and sipped the wine while watching the play casually.

The man turned his slender body on his side, looking down at the woman who was wearing hating the sky and reaching his shoulders, his tone was calm and indifferent, "Miss Fang, I'm working."

The girl immediately replied savagely, "I will give you a holiday, this restaurant is owned by our family, I have the final say!"

Mo Shichen said faintly, "I am short of money and want to work."

"I have money, I'll give it to you!" The girl almost didn't want to answer, but a few seconds later she immediately added, "I know that Li Qianrui is seriously injured and hospitalized and needs a large amount of surgery. All medical expenses."

Wen Yi, "..."

She is very puzzled. Even if Li Qianrui is a Cinderella fan who has never seen the world before, why is this Bai Fumei look like a deep-rooted love?

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