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

She walked to one place, took off her shoes without bending over, looked down at the half-eaten cone, she seemed to be a little bit sweet, frowned, and said to the man who had already stood up on the sofa. , "Go and pour me a glass of water."

Mo Shichen did not speak, but Yiyan poured her a glass of water, walked up to her and handed it to her.

Wen Yi didn't look at him, he raised his head and drank half of it after receiving the water, still holding the cone in his other hand.

When she finished drinking the water, Mo Shichen noticed that there was still a chocolate froth on the corner of her lips...

Mo Shichen, "..."

Of course Wen Yi could perceive the look he kept falling on her face, but he didn't care. This man might find the long nights very boring, either reading or staring at her. She was used to it and she was very immune.

After drinking the water, she went to the coffee table and put the cup down, then went to the balcony and continued to eat her cone.

Obviously, she didn't pay much attention to him.

At first, she was ridiculing and sarcasm from time to time. Now, let alone verbal attacks, she doesn't even bother to give him her eyes.

He used to think that when this woman had a mocking face and she didn't have a few good words, he just wanted to seize the opportunity in the future to let her eat her well and suppress her high arrogance.

Now she didn't speak, he felt that this woman was more arrogant, and the breath he was holding in his heart made him even more uncomfortable.

Wen Yi stood on the balcony after eating the cone and was about to go back to take a bath and read a book before going to bed. When he turned around, he saw the figure standing on the balcony, tall and tall, like a ghost in the dark light. , Was silent and weird, and shocked her.

She frowned and said displeasedly, "Why are you standing there like a ghost?"

Mo Shichen leaned against the door frame and inserted one hand into his trouser pocket, in a casual posture, staring at her with deep eyes, "I don't think you want to see me very much, otherwise I won't come from tomorrow?"

Wen Yi shook his head, "That won't work."

The man calmly said, "Why?"

She shrugged meaninglessly, "I have a task at the order of our president. He was already very dissatisfied with my efficiency. If you don't come again, doesn't it seem that I am doing nothing?"

Mo Shichen, "..."

"Just for this?"

Wen Yi licked the remaining sweetness on her lips, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

He didn't speak anymore, turned back to the second bedroom, but was stopped by Wen Yi after two steps, "Hey."

He stood still, looking back at her.

"Her injury should have healed a lot, right? Can you hurry up?"

Mo Shichen stared at her for a while before speaking, "Don't you mean that leisurely vacation in Jiangcheng is more comfortable than working all day in Paris?"

"Of course I want to take a vacation all the time, but will I not get tired after I have been on vacation? I'm already getting bored after taking such a long time..." She squinted her eyes and pointedly, "You have been quite comfortable recently. Things...If I stay in this idle time, I might do something again."

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Wen Yi was supposed to go to bed early, but after taking a bath and sitting on the bed, he decided to make a movie on a whim. As a result, he watched the movie for four hours and didn’t close it until after two midnight. The notebook fell asleep sleepily.

Sleeping late will inevitably lead to getting up late. When she woke up, she looked at the watch showing the time past ten o’clock and sighed. Sure enough, this kind of life will be bad after a long time. Even the good work and rest that she has continued since her school days began to have The situation collapsed.

She lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. She went to the bathroom to wash up. She was just about to come back to find her clothes and put on her clothes. Then she was able to calculate how to spend the time today. When she left the bathroom door, she saw that the bedroom door was opened extremely rudely Up--

It was the kind that was caught off guard and shocked her. It was pushed open heavily, and the door and the wall also slammed into the sky.

She stroked her chest, calmed down and watched and returned. At this time, she should be with Li Qianrui in the hospital or a man who is trying to make money standing at the door carrying a cold body of danger, frowning in a cold voice, " what are you doing?"

Mo Shichen's eyes were always staring at her...No, it was locked, like an airtight net that locked her firmly, and walked towards her with long legs.

Wen Yi felt a taste of "badness" and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he still held back. He only asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

As soon as the voice fell, her wrist was clasped vigorously.

The man grabbed her by the wrist and pressed her against the wall without hesitation.

He was too tall, and she seemed to be locked in his arms by a man.

"Wen Yi," he called her name, his eyes are like splashes of ink, her pupils are tight, her voice is steady, and extremely dangerous, "With her current physical condition, it is not suitable to play kidnapping games with you. We can discuss other things. You let me go first."

Released? What to put?

Kidnapping? Who is tied up?

Oh, the answer is obvious, it can only be Li Qianrui.

The bones of Wen Yi's wrist were pinched by him, and she tried to retract her hand, but failed after several attempts. Her brow furrowed even more severely, "Let me loose your hand."

He did not loosen it, but tightened his grip, and a cold voice resounded above her head like a warning, "Wen Yi."

Wen Yi was really in pain, he was not polite, and kicked directly on his calf bone.

But one of the pain points of the human body, it's a pity that she wears indoor slippers, which is really not attacking.

Her face became completely cold, "Li Ru, you don't let me go, I'm welcome."

The man stared at her face with low eyes for a long time, and almost captured every trace of her face and the meaning of the expression in her eyes. Just as Wen Yi was about to speak and try to call Aleb, the restraint on her wrist was released. .

Without any hesitation, she stretched out her hand and pushed him away heavily.

Mo Shichen was not prepared, but he just took a step or two back.

Wen Yi looked down at his bruised wrist being pinched out by a man. The lazy mood in the morning was horrible, and his tone was particularly bad. "You leave me, it doesn't matter if Li Qianrui is dead or kidnapped, it doesn't matter to me. What a shit."

How could Mo Shichen believe that it had nothing to do with her.

In this situation, there is motivation and strength to kidnap Li Qianrui, and Wen Yi is the first suspect, leaving countless streets second.

Besides, she only said last night--

[If I remain idle like this, I might do something again. 】

His voice was a few decibels higher, "Wen Yi!"

Wen Yi met his dark eyes and tried to adjust his breathing to calm his emotions, but he couldn't calm down no matter how he adjusted his emotions, he simply sneered openly, "Are you **** sick? Your woman was kidnapped. First find out who did it before you come to me and yell, can't you? Who knows if she is playing hide and seek with you?"

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