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

"what……"

Hot tea poured on the back of her hand.

She screamed really violently, mainly because the water was too hot.

The man's fingers touched her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips, but Wen Yi hated him so much, the skin on his hand was burned red, and the pain made her tears swirl in her eyes, but she didn't want to be in this way. It's time to cry and add weakness.

But a woman, who doesn't fall in tears, always looks more aggrieved than howling, not to mention that she is Wen Yi. Once she shows her grievances, she is bound to be ten times more aggrieved than normal women.

He sighed, his heart collapsed, and kissed the corner of her lips, and said lowly, "Sorry."

This seemingly gentle sorry forced her to hold back the tears all at once -

He shouted with a cry of anger, "You get out of here!"

Sorry, he knows a fart sorry.

It turns out that he himself knew that he was sorry for her?

This word was really an understatement when he said it.

An apology is easy to say, after all, a woman is crying, it is his instinct to coax a coax, but it is definitely impossible to let it go.

He didn't speak either, but gently wiped the tears from her face with his fingers, like a gentle lover, with a smile on his lips, and said dumbly, "Miss Wen, I still want to know where you are under the man. It’s not as arrogant as ever. Why did you cry like this before I started, it’s so boring, eh?"

Wen Yi really wanted to hammer him to death with a hammer and stomped him to death. There are **** images all over her brain, this shameless man, bastard, hypocrite, oh no, he used to be a hypocrite, and now he has been with a gentleman. It's completely untouched.

The battle was fierce, because Wen Yi struggled very hard and didn't cooperate at all. His limbs were not controlled by the brain and he was dominated by irritable emotions. He wanted to hit him, especially when he untied his belt, and his shirt was worn well. She hates it even more.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Wen Yi behaved like a very combative vixen. Regardless of his image, even if he succeeded, he didn't want to make him feel better, vowing to resist until the last second.

But she did not resist for long, and the situation took a turn for the worse.

The disciples of Wen Yi stopped struggling and resisting, tears still hung on his eyelashes, staring blankly at the man who was still pressing him, he didn't even understand what had happened.

Is he... here?

The air suddenly quieted strangely.

She met Mo Shichen's eyes, her eyes met, and the strangeness was quickly replaced by embarrassment.

The situation was chaotic just now. In fact, Wen Yi’s hand was burned, but her attention was focused on the man so she ignored the pain, but the body itself was still painful. When she attacked him with punches and kicks, the burn was accidentally His clothes were rubbed heavily, and the injuries were added to the injuries. In a short while, the nerves in her whole body were tight to the extreme due to the pain.

then……

But neither of them thought about it, because Mo Shichen had fallen into an unprecedented self-doubt and self-denial, and the world collapsed and became dark before his eyes.

Wen Yi didn't think much. After the physical attack, he immediately followed up with a mental attack. His tone of ridicule and contempt was as best as he could, wishing to hit him so hard that he couldn't be hardened, "I said you can't do it." , Mo Shichen, no matter how bad you used to be, you had three to five minutes. Did you crash your third leg in a plane crash, or did you fall asleep for a few years and the thing was scrapped?"

Mo Shichen raised his eyelids, staring at her with a pair of eyes, his gloomy eyes seemed to pour cold water into a vast ocean.

Wen Yi may usually be flustered, but the anger makes people courageous. She sneered into his eyes, "Retribution is coming."

After she finished speaking, one hand tried to push him away from her, and the other hand gathered her shirt skirt to cover the key part.

She pushed him, and the man actually left her body in cooperation. The knee of one leg was pressed on the sofa beside her, and the other leg fell back to the ground, but his eyes never left her. The aura is even more tense, dark, gloomy, and his handsome face is expressionless, as if covered by thin ice.

Wen Yi didn't button her buttons, but closed her clothes with her hands, preparing to get up and leave the man's breath range. However, she just stood up, the man who had been standing silently in the "strike" suddenly reached out and grabbed her. With his shoulders pulled over her body, she pushed her back to the sofa heavily, with her back facing him.

"Mo Shichen, what else do you want to do?"

As soon as she thought of getting up, she was pressed **** the sofa, "What are you doing? Who else is here besides you?"

"Men have been without women for too long. It takes time to adapt. I assure you, the night is long. After tonight, you will forget the mistakes you made."

The sky in the outside world has all been extinguished, and it is when the city's bustling lights are on.

The long night is long, and the night tonight is really long.

For Wen Yi, it has just begun.

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